June 26th, 2012

dana monica tasty

It Was Raining

Title: It Was Raining
Name: dhamphir

Fandom: X-Files
Pairing: Scully/Reyes
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Summary: The rain was only fitting on a day like this one.
Spoilers/Time Line: Set post series.
Warning: Character death.
Archive: Only with permission
Disclaimer: Not mine. They belong to C.C. and 1013 Productions. No copyright infringement intended and no money being made.
A/N1: Drabble written from the prompt (Reyes, Dana's crucifix) given by carinjo in this post.

It Was Raining

It was raining.

Only fitting. Monica ignored the others, their hushed whispers and covert glances as she gazed out the window. Their presence made no difference, not to her, and certainly not to Dana.

She fingered the cross that hung around her neck. She wasn't religious, but she'd never removed the cross that Dana gave her their first Christmas together.

She turned and walked across the room. Withdrawing her necklace's twin from her pocket, Monica kissed Dana's forehead before setting the cross on her chest. "Till we meet again, Dana," she whispered before leaving the chapel to mourn in private.

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janet that good!

Subtle Payback

Title: Subtle Payback
Author: [personal profile] dhamphir
Fandom: SG-1

Character: Janet Fraiser
Rating: G
Word count: 100
Summary: Janet has her own way of was dealing with problem patients.
Spoilers/Timeline: n/a
Disclaimer: SG-1 and its characters belong to B.W, J.G. and MGM. No copyright infringement intended, no money be made.
Archive: Only with permission.

A/N1: Drabble written from the prompt (Janet, cold stethoscope) given by carinjo in this post.
Subtle Payback

Janet was, by nature, a caring soul. Her empathy coupled with her seemingly inexhaustible patience made her a good doctor, a good healer. However, even she had her breaking point.

It usually came not during the cacophony of an emergency, but during the quiet times, after the dust had settled and she knew her friends were no longer in danger.

As a doctor she could do no harm. But that didn't mean she couldn't act out in subtle ways, pay back those "problem" patients when they got on her last nerve – with the stethoscope she kept in her office refrigerator.

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