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"A Patch of Sunshine" by sabaceanbabe (T)
Fandom: Terminator / Terminator: the Sarah Connor Chronicles
Pairing: John/Riley
Length: ~4800 words
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sabaceanbabe
Author Website: AO3
Why this must be read: Most TSCC fics that deal with the fallout of "Born to Run" assume that John will end up getting with Allison from Palmdale (or try to), and that he'll be most interested in spending time with the Reese brothers. "A Patch of Sunshine" takes a different route, considering how he might follow up on his (one-sided, in a timey-wimey way) relationship with the one real innocent that we meet in all of this mess. The fic is sad and sweet and worth a read.
A Patch of Sunshine
Pairing: John/Riley
Length: ~4800 words
Author on LJ:
sabaceanbabeAuthor Website: AO3
Why this must be read: Most TSCC fics that deal with the fallout of "Born to Run" assume that John will end up getting with Allison from Palmdale (or try to), and that he'll be most interested in spending time with the Reese brothers. "A Patch of Sunshine" takes a different route, considering how he might follow up on his (one-sided, in a timey-wimey way) relationship with the one real innocent that we meet in all of this mess. The fic is sad and sweet and worth a read.
Riley blew on her spoon in an effort to cool the steaming stew; she'd already burned her mouth once and didn't want to repeat the experience. The babble of many conversations and the clink of metal spoons on metal bowls blended with the hum of the lights overhead to make something that almost sounded like music, in a weird sort of way. Hoping the stew was cool enough now to not cause pain, she raised her spoon to her mouth.
"Did you hear what I said, Riley?"
Pausing mid-bite, she looked over at Jen. "No?" Her friend rolled her eyes and then nodded her head toward the chow line at the other end of the tunnel.
"I said that new guy is kinda cute." And it was Riley's turn to roll her eyes at her friend. Jen was pretty, but what resistance fighter was going to look twice at a rat catcher? She scooped up another bite of stew, a bright orange carrot swimming in white-ish gravy.
"Aren't you even going to look?" Jen asked, exasperated.
"Fine." Riley took her bite, reveling in the spicy gravy and the softness of the carrot between her teeth, and then made a show of turning around to look up the tunnel at the small group of fighters who had just joined the stew line.
She knew immediately who Jen meant. Unlike most who lived in the tunnels, he stood straight and tall, just like the two older men with him. While she watched, he said something that made the men laugh, and even from this distance Riley saw his face turn bright red with embarrassment. He turned away from the men, who were still laughing, and looked around at all the people who, for the most part, ignored him. That seemed to make him feel a little better as the color in his face faded.
"Okay, yeah," she admitted, returning her attention to her meal, "he's cute. So?"
"You're hopeless, you know that?" Jen stood up.
"Where are you going?"
Jen smiled, a wicked gleam in her dark eyes. "I think I need seconds."
Riley snorted. "You're gonna have to go to the end of the line. I doubt there'll be anything left for you to have seconds of."
"Doesn't matter." She walked backwards a few steps. "Either way, I get a closer look at the pretty one."
Shaking her head, Riley saluted her with her spoon and bent back over her bowl, but after another couple of bites, she glanced up. Jen stood next to her prey, but he paid her no attention, even though Riley could tell that she spoke directly to him. Instead, he was focused on Riley. His eyes widened when her gaze met his, but she quickly looked away, embarrassed and more than a little confused by the sudden intensity of his stare.
"Did you hear what I said, Riley?"
Pausing mid-bite, she looked over at Jen. "No?" Her friend rolled her eyes and then nodded her head toward the chow line at the other end of the tunnel.
"I said that new guy is kinda cute." And it was Riley's turn to roll her eyes at her friend. Jen was pretty, but what resistance fighter was going to look twice at a rat catcher? She scooped up another bite of stew, a bright orange carrot swimming in white-ish gravy.
"Aren't you even going to look?" Jen asked, exasperated.
"Fine." Riley took her bite, reveling in the spicy gravy and the softness of the carrot between her teeth, and then made a show of turning around to look up the tunnel at the small group of fighters who had just joined the stew line.
She knew immediately who Jen meant. Unlike most who lived in the tunnels, he stood straight and tall, just like the two older men with him. While she watched, he said something that made the men laugh, and even from this distance Riley saw his face turn bright red with embarrassment. He turned away from the men, who were still laughing, and looked around at all the people who, for the most part, ignored him. That seemed to make him feel a little better as the color in his face faded.
"Okay, yeah," she admitted, returning her attention to her meal, "he's cute. So?"
"You're hopeless, you know that?" Jen stood up.
"Where are you going?"
Jen smiled, a wicked gleam in her dark eyes. "I think I need seconds."
Riley snorted. "You're gonna have to go to the end of the line. I doubt there'll be anything left for you to have seconds of."
"Doesn't matter." She walked backwards a few steps. "Either way, I get a closer look at the pretty one."
Shaking her head, Riley saluted her with her spoon and bent back over her bowl, but after another couple of bites, she glanced up. Jen stood next to her prey, but he paid her no attention, even though Riley could tell that she spoke directly to him. Instead, he was focused on Riley. His eyes widened when her gaze met his, but she quickly looked away, embarrassed and more than a little confused by the sudden intensity of his stare.
A Patch of Sunshine
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