Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Cheapest Bowling Lane Dallas

NCIS [NCIS] You're missing us ...

Title: you miss us
Fandom: NCIS
Author: Kathy
Category: Drama (Flashback)
People: Shannon / Kelly Gibbs
Pairing: Jethro / Shannon
Content: refers The story indirectly to the NCIS episode 5.03 "Triangle" (original title "Ex-File") and an idea how to record (the Hollis in the sequence at the end of Gibbs in Keller is a member) could possibly have originated.
Disclaimer: The characters of the story based on the series "NCIS" (engl. title: NCIS), produced by Donald P. Bellisario (Belisarius Productions) and broadcast on CBS in the original. The story was pure fun on the show and to write. It is used for commercial purposes. My only reward is hopefully a lot of nice feedback
Comment: I was so free and have even a little bit in the past and feelings of Shannon and Kelly dug.
Beta: many thanks to Kevin for the effort and fixed, nice response

* You miss us *

The applause died away gradually, and the victory ceremony of the children's piano concert was drawing to a close. The winners beamed happily and a little girl waving happily in a pale yellow dress with a document in the hands of their mother. Moved and with tears in the eyes waved the red-haired woman. It was not to indicate who was proud at that moment the girl or the mother? For both was 2 Place finish in this children's concert came more surprising than expected and therefore they rejoiced the more.

"Hi Shannon, Kelly was really good," a voice greeted the mother of the page, "Jethro would be proud of them." Surprised, Shannon turned around and saw the slender, blond woman her friend Carol.

"Thank you. Oh yes he would. "She replied with a smile. "What are you doing here? I did not see you sitting? "

" We ", while the woman pointed to the stage where a blond girl Kelly congratulated stormy, "were running late and have not been sitting on the back. Maddie wanted to be extra smart to make the concert and you know how the young ladies are "

Shannon nodded with a knowing grin." Do not ask, we almost could not manage the laboratory test. When Jethro is at home, as they may, to the Zack - Zack attract pace, but with me ... "Her friend laughed. "Yes, that's just if you have a Marine in the house. Since there is more stringent customs. "

While the two women talked, the two young girls were already ran up to her. Kelly formally jumped into the arms of her mother. "Look Mommy, just look. Now I have an award, just like Daddy, and when he comes home, I can show him ... And I told him, a concert at home. A concert for him alone ... "The girl chattered excitedly, without taking a breath. Only when her mother gave her a kiss, she stopped and became a little calmer.
"Congratulations, darling! . Yes, you can and I know he is delighted to see them about it, "

While Kelly still excited jumped from one leg to the other, Maddie pulled her mother's arm:" Can we have a little party with Kelly? You invited me. Mom Please, oh please. "
looked inquiringly Carol Shannon, who nodded, laughing. What did you have left after such a Überrumplung else? Kelly had more than earned and Shannon was even glad that the two came along. At home waited outside an empty house to party and no one else she knew how sad her daughter, in fact, was because Jethro could not be there. Secretly she hoped now that Maddie Kelly would therefore distract and helped her to enjoy the victory.

How glad she could be the case that Kelly and Maddie at that time, after Carol's husband off. Jake Tyler was added to DC, was met at a children's party at the base. Meanwhile the two were almost inseparable and gave each other support. For themselves and Carol, this led to first a loose acquaintance that developed over time also leads to a friendship. Therefore it a cozy chat with Carol seemed quite attractive, because far too often they had this opportunity to its regret.

***

hardly arrived at home, the girl disappeared immediately giggling in Kelly's new tree house. It still smelled of fresh wood and it was large enough to be able to comfortably play in it. In addition to a right front door it had a window from where you could look into the garden and a small bench with a sort of secret compartment. "Come on in! "said Kelly and Maddie went to live behind the small wooden door. "Now we can celebrate." What they did then also commenced with a bag of jelly babies.

"Were you excited?" Asked Maddie and Kelly nodded, chewing. "I had not dared to the stage." Added the blonde girl.

"I'm really not." Admitted Kelly, "but then I remembered my Daddy how brave he is and I am too."

"Too bad he was not there, huh?" Noted Maddie with a questioning look.

sorry Kelly lowered her eyes: "Yes." She murmured with twitching mouth, "I did it to me so desperate to, but I knew that come he can not."
"Then he's the next time there." Attempted Maddie cheer her friend again and her best friend grabbed the side away a gummy bear in his face. "Definitely yes." With a hurried Kelly is the last to get hold of gummy bears. Then they began to play extensively and forgot all about him.

***

Carol Shannon was in the kitchen and followed soon after went with a cup in hand on the porch, where an inviting wicker furniture for a cozy chat. The sun was shining warm by a rose bush planted sideways and popped the seat into a bright light. Coming from the tree house was a calling "Huhu" hear and see a blond and darker hair.

"I think the two we do not see so quickly. Since we'll have to celebrate alone. "

" Yes looks almost like this, "Shannon said, and waved to the two girls in a dizzy height.
"says Maddie me before long, what Kelly has a nice house on a tree and that I have me absolutely should see once." Recognising she nodded and waved also one of the girls before it is on one of the wicker chair made comfortable. "It's amazing how your husband makes everything."

"for his daughter, he does everything. Since time plays no role. "Returned and sat down beside her friend Shannon Place.

Grinning Carol nodded. It seemed to her somehow familiar. While her husband was not nearly as technically skilled as Jethro, but also for his daughter he did everything. "And how it's going in the office?" She asked next.

"Very well. We have to do at the moment of giving priority to immigration cases and minor drug offenses. All this takes quite a while. "Shannon struck his legs and made himself comfortable. She enjoyed clearly someone to talk to have. "Especially since we now also lose a young lawyer. You have a baby. She asked me whether I might have some small things from Kelly. "Shannon's eyes shone as she went on. "Basically, even when I see all the boxes in our attic. But I just can not part with it "to her mouth played a dreamy smile," You know, after all, never "At the same time she turned pensive, the coffee cup in hand, and added thoughtfully added softly:".. But this I can at the moment unfortunately, think-brainer.

A knowing smile passed over Carol's face as she watched her friend carefully. There was this silent, thoughtful look which made them take notice. She knew Shannon now for quite a while and could see that they had more than just said. "What you can do that really all? How are you doing here? "Carol asked, therefore, without circumlocution straight out.

looked a little confused on Shannon: "What? How should I go? Good. We said that the firm is going well. Kelly is always independent ... "

" No. ", gently touching the hand of her friend Carol," No, I mean, how does are you? How are you really? I can see that up a little busy. He's wrong. Is not it? "

Shannon sighed and gave the look of Carols. What should she tell her? That there is no day, no hour, minute and second, in which they were not missing her husband. In which she was not afraid of losing him. Yes, she was the wife of a Marine. Yes, she had learned to be strong to deal with the separation from him and with the fear of him. But real life so they would never have. As it would have been able? But she loved him too much. This was the fear of losing him, too big.

"You know," she began to speak softly, "I I always thought at some point it gets easier.
Simple, let him go. Easier to deal with fear. But it will not. Quite the opposite. "

" Maybe you should tell him or even write. You have to ... "

before Carol could go on talking, Shannon shook her head. That was exactly what she would never do it. She could not harm him. She had known what she was getting into when they first met, and also when she married him. It looked just right on this one day at the university with erect, proud course in the chic uniform. As he picked up two other Marines and a fellow student, all together, not only their views on the subject. By that time it was her not nearly come to mind to get involved with a Marine. But it was too much influenced by the stories her grandmother, who had lost her husband to the Allies in France and until her death seemed never got right on his loss. But before she really knew it ten years ago, Jethro was a day later all alone again on the campus and waited for her. Only them! With his blue eyes and a charming, cheeky nature, he was simply caught and had forgotten all concerns. He was a Marine. He would always be a Marine, that was part of his life and he was the man she loved. Since they had no right to doubt. Quite apart from that just their fears and doubts could be lethal for him. Shannon knew she meant how much Kelly and Jethro. He had to be sure that they have been fully believed in him and stood behind him. Everything else, every care would be around her and even the smallest doubt in them a threat that could cost him his life. The risk they could not. However, it was the last time in not quite as easy as they had to confess involuntarily. Previously, they had to live with the fact that he was traveling on various missions. But since he was at war, constantly facing death, the fear began to gnaw at her more and more. It was not only Jethro, for whom she was worried. to lose No, her daughter, each time, went away when her father, fearing for him a piece of childhood seemed.

"I do not understand you, Shannon." Carol remarked after a while of silence, "I always thought that Jethro and you could talk about everything. is when I think of my Jake the sometimes already too much to say whether he has tasted the food. Less to say for what he thinks. "
Shannon had to smile inwardly. Jake the small, slightly stocky, serious, aloof-looking officer with the somewhat effeminate handshake and her Jethro were not necessarily comparable.

"Yes, we can too, but ... "She took a deep breath and stroked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "It's not that simple. I do not know how to explain it. "Basically, could and wanted to not do, because when Carol noticed that something is wrong with it, then Jethro would notice at some point and that is what he should not.

"go ahead and try it.", Carol asked her. Before Shannon, however, could respond, were the two are a "Mom, we're thirsty!" - Call interrupted. Kelly jumped nimbly to the women on the porch. In a way too happy to escape the conversation with Carol, can stand Shannon and requested her daughter to follow her. "What do you play nice, then?" She said casually and took a bottle of water from the refrigerator. "Oh, anything," Kelly replied boldly and grabbed a bag of chips before they gave her mother a kiss and then loaded disappeared outside. For a moment, looked after her daughter Shannon, smiling. Kelly reminded so much of Jethro, for father and daughter were in their essence so similar that it was scary sometimes.

***

Kelly gave Maddie received the bottle of water and climbed the narrow wooden ladder back into the tree house. "And?", With a conspiratorial view Maddie looked at her friend, "Did you ask her?"

"Yes, my mom wanted to know what we do, but I have not said anything. That would just be trouble. "She added, taking a silver pocket knife from the drawer of the bench in her small hand. "Especially if it learns my Daddy."

"He's not there." Said Maddie.

"Yes, but although he would certainly be angry. I will not go alone, namely in the basement and play with the tool and so. But ...", pensive they turned the knife in his hand, "... I like it there and I have always felt that my daddy is with me. "

silence began the sad look on Maddie and her friend slipped a bit to the side as Kelly slid open the knife and started a K in the bottom of the tree house to carve. understood "Wow!" blurted it to her as she saw sent her friend to handle it. She could not have known that Kelly had been watching their dad many times when building with all possible tools and also helped.
"If David could see that he was determined totally jealous."

"Oh, that." Kelly pushed the knife towards Maddie and waved at the thought of her school friend from his hand, "the I will not marry and who wants to play but only a soldier. He is constantly trying in war as my Daddy and I am sad and scared as my mom No, I will not! "

Maddie with less experienced to handle an M in the wooden floor. Startled, she left after an awkward motion and a painful cut on your finger, the blades. "Then you just marry someone who does not go to war. My Daddy's also a Marine and fighting from his office for our country. "

Kelly shrugged his shoulders pensive and sad. She wanted to cry. It was unfair. Maddie's father was also in the Army, but almost always at home and her daddy the last time, almost never. She could not understand. Softly she sniffed to herself, as her little friend, comforting her put her arm over her shoulder.

***

"Thanks for the coffee.", The empty cups in hand, stood in the doorway suddenly Carol, "I'm sorry, but I have to go. I totally forgot that today more Jake comes home. "

" Okay, no problem. Maddie can stay happy even if she likes. "Said Shannon relieved to start the conversation thus being able to walk out of the way," Thank you for having been there. It was good to talk to you. " Just as easily

thought it was Carol Shannon, however. Seriously looked at it girlfriend: "Hey, not only with me thou shalt speak. Talk to Jethro when he gets back. This is not good for both of you, believe me. "

" If ... yes he is back ...", whispered Shannon and kept his eyes lowered. With an encouraging smile

Carol stroked her on the arm. "Do not underestimate your husband" Then she turned with a "See you soon!" Slow to leave Shannon and hugged goodbye.

"thought` it, Jethro is special. He is irrepressible and understand it. "

"Yes, that's him." Confirmed Shannon with a dreamy look and saw the blond woman to appreciate it as she went.

***

now it was evening now, and Shannon had gone after dinner with Maddie Kelly home. Now they were alone again. The conversation with Carol haunted still around in Shannon's head. When to say it or write to him? Would it be right? Where do they do? There was so much to say and yet they did not know how to put it into words. He was missing her so infinitely and each time she thought of him, it was aware of her all the more painful. And there was also Kelly, who missed him as much and it hardly indulged in a quiet minute. It was because of the concert still always turned up. "Mommy, please, I want to play it again for Daddy. Can we not take any, so he can hear it? He believes me but otherwise not that I really was so good and I won. Audition "

" You can do it but if he's back home. Until then, you can still practice a bit. "Shannon tried to calm her daughter.

"No, no," the girl pouted and crossed his arms over his chest defiantly, "But I want! Today I won and want him to hear it now can! Maybe ... maybe ...", the Little Tears welled in her eyes, "... he is not as fast back home and then he heard it before."

Shannon Kelly's words offset a painful sting, but at the same time they also had to smile. There he was: this view. This solid, earnest look that did not allow any opposition. The look she knew of Jethro as accurate and occasionally appear in Kelly's face reflected. It was not difficult to overlook the importance of the whole thing was Kelly.
"All right." Tenderly took Shannon Kelly in the arm. It hurt her to see her daughter so sad. She wondered briefly. "I have an idea. `Go and get your colorful tape recorder. It is but a microphone, so that we can receive it. "

You happily ran the girl and sat in a moment again, the recorder at his side, piano. It was quiet in the house, solely the magnificent playing of the piano could be heard. Carefully watched her daughter Shannon, which focuses entirely happy for her dad played. "How's that, Daddy? I have the second Make way, "she told the unit then proud and shifted uneasily on her chair back and forth.

Stirred Shannon came closer and gently stroked her hair over: "You'd be proud of it, Jethro."

"I miss you Daddy. When you get home, I can already really good. I've babbled `love you ...", the girl giggling behind him with shining eyes and immediately smacked into the microphone when she heard her mother say," A kiss for Daddy ... "

" I love you, Daddy! " Kelly repeated again and looked out of sheer excitement, not the sparkling tears in Shannon's eyes at all the meaningless words "See you, Jethro, we miss you ..." as she pressed the stop button. * END *


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[Buffy] A night for eternity

Title: A night for eternity
Fandom: Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Author: Kathy
Genre: from 14
rights: All rights in the television series "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" and its characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar Productions, Kuzui Enterprises, 20th Century Fox Television and the WB Television Network .
The story was the sheer fun of the series and to write. It is used for commercial purposes. My only reward is hopefully a lot of nice feedback.
Category: Giles / Jenny = feelings
Spoiler: reference to Season 2 "Ted" and after "Passion"
Content: Giles recalls an unusual night with Jenny.
Comment: you were meant for each other. It was love, but hope died of a future with her. Maybe they were there but to go on a night together their memories give him the strength. To accept help him and not to forget.


A night for eternity

***

Cursing Giles fumbled nervously in the drawer of his desk.

It was, as so often one of those nights at him threatened to eat the pictures and memories. Again and again he ran up the stairs to the bedroom in thought, in excited Expected, the sounds of Laboheme in mind the uneven beating of his heart in the ear and then this picture .... you so sweet, peaceful face, her delicate body in his bed ... lifeless, dead .. the sudden intermittent beating of his heart, the horror, the paralyzing shock, the perceived emptiness and the painful awareness. Everything was there when he closed his eyes.

It was one of many nights in a row that he has been on the small, many spent too uncomfortable couch in his living room. He just could not go up, without which it was still painful and vivid. But not only that. Meanwhile, there overtook him again, again and again as in the film running Image. No idea how many sleeping pills he swallowed all these nights, the first one, then two, then three. Initially, they helped a bit less to make the mind quiet, send in a well-earned void relaxation. But now it does not create chemical substance to calm a false illusion of sleep over it and find peace of mind that he needed so badly. to forget The more he tried to repress, the more intense and worse it got. There was no sleep, no peace, no forgetting.

still desperately searched his finger in the gloom after the package with the small, redemptive, white things, but he did not find. There were paper, pens, a letter opener, Paper clips and ... OUCH a stabbing pain. It went through him, leaving his hand twitch abruptly withdrew from the drawer. What was that? At first he could not interpret it, but when his hand felt carefully on it, the cold, metallic, lace, felt the memories came back.

How could he forget it. This cold, starry night, the painful and beautiful at the same meeting, the hope was it. Lost in thought, he reached back inside, grabbed tighter, renewed pain, but he ignored him. Warm blood mixed with the cold metal and then pulled it out of the drawer, the head of the arrow the Jenny that night with his crossbow shot down. The the arrow to kill the vampire, but instead hit him unhappy, and held down. A piece of memory for him, next to a scar on his hip, remained conscious.

Everything was so confusing and complicated this evening. His patrol in Buffy's body, Jenny's sudden appearance, her sweet, awkward way to apologize to him, then the vampire brought them at once both in danger, her courageous action, which was unfortunately next to it and the moments afterwards, which unless they two nobody knew anything.

With trembling hand he took the tip from the drawer. In his fingers was a hole. Blood dripped on the desk, on the boards, the cover of the bed, where he slumped, breathing heavily.

subheading she had brought him back then, not to the hospital as all suspected. It had been his wish. How could he explain to the doctors, where the wound came to this part of the body. Much rather he wanted to provide at home, without the hassle and possible questions written evidence from the medical records. Reluctantly, she brought him home, insisted on taking care of him. Even if her laughter was still echoing in his ears, he knew that she felt sorry for her and she was to blame for it. She had come that evening to talk to him to apologize and to forgive him. Then this happened, ran in another direction, exceeded his deepest desires.
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Since the deep wound below his waist and the stabbing pain that made him wince with every move together. And as their hands were where he began to trust that evening. Helped him out of his coat, the jacket. The Association of the stuff out of the closet they went on to doctoring him and took the fear but not quite the shame. It could not and would not require it. But her smile did not allow any opposition. How could he resist it? He was helpless as she slowly unbuttoned his vest and shirt. It gently stroking over his arms fall to the bottom left. A curious sight of him and walked along desired. There was no undershirt what else was removed. Only her smile which was conspiratorial as she opened the collar of his pants. Suddenly the pain was secondary. His only support was the back of the chair that supported him, held him in order not to lose the ground under their feet. He felt now at this moment how his fingernails clawing into the fabric, not trying desperately to lose his composure.

Then came the pants, which she moved very gently and carefully at him down. Trying not to touch the wound. Not to cause him pain. Again her hands to his thighs, pulled by mistake and yet deliberately. His trembling amused her, gave her courage to continue and distribute the pain. Resistance came in him. He wanted to ask them to stop, but he was not strong enough. Any desire in him was extinguished. He felt warm blood through his shorts pressing and pulsating wound. Without words, her eyes searched his. It looked like they picked up a pair of scissors and did not see it too. The quake's body was intense. Reassuring her finger on his lips, streaked down his neck and on to the chest. She knew exactly what she did and as the fabric of the shorts from the wound caused, it was not the stabbing pain that he took, but the touch of her hand on his skin. He tried to turn around to see the wound, but he thought about pain from. Determining she pushed his head back, lightly touched his neck, then down the shoulders, back and hips. Again he forgot about the wound and collapsed in their touch. Only when he no longer felt he looked at her. As an expression in their eyes he had never seen so very lovely, inscrutable and mysterious. She approached him. He could feel her breath, the smell of her hair exercise, the gentle touch of her lips. Then he saw her smile and felt a brush over his eyes. Iridescent points mingled in the darkness as he closed. His lips trembled and his heart was racing. All senses were waiting as small sensors on their next touch. His body tensed as her hand the blood away, freed from the small hairs crust and gently cleaned everything. He shuddered as the disinfectant is distributed and the burning of the wound he drove tears in his eyes. Then, the sudden pressure of the Association and the warm blood that shot out again. Followed by their contact, let him breath away, almost floating gently down, deeper courage. He kept his eyes closed as she wanted it, enjoyed the feeling, forgetting the pain, time and space. Their hands were everywhere. In his neck, his chest, on his back, beguilingly between the loins, gently above and below the wound next to it. In places that were not injured, his legs down to the ankles. She knew him to take the pain. To let him forget and take you to a realm of weightlessness.

All shame was gone and he had joined her involuntarily. How much he wanted to touch it, go by. But with a conspiratorial smile, holding their hands to be firm. It was their way of excuse. to show him that she still had everything in front of him. That this was only the beginning. Only when she helped him back into the things that he realized what had just happened. He was drunk, confused and happy. What they had done to him? When he wanted to thank her, she interrupted be adopted by him with a kiss, soft and full of meaning with a sense of eternity.

Weak rumbling beside him. His arm hung over the back of the couch, the arrow head was down. Hourly moved the hands forward of the Clock. The moon gave way to the sun, it had been slow hell awaited him of sleep finally caught up, calm and steady, natural and peaceful.

> END \u0026lt;

Objectives For Olympus E-500

* Opening *

all dream, but not all in the same way.
Those who dream at night in the dusty backyards
of their minds, wake in the morning and
remember that everything vain Nothing was.
The daydreamer but are dangerous, because maybe they live out their dreams
with open eyes,
so as to bring it into reality.


- Lawrence of Arabia -

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Dune Buggy Suspension

The test is simple chic ^___^

And I wanted to know what the icon looks x'D


My Personality
Neuroticism
65
Extraversion
56
Openness to Experience
78
Agreeableness
39
Conscientiousness
84
You very rarely feel depressed and are usually in a good frame of mind, however you experience panic, confusion, and helplessness when under pressure or stress. You tend to feel overwhelmed by, and therefore actively avoid, large crowds. You often need privacy and time for yourself. Generally you are not considered to be an emotional person, however you are aware of and in touch with your emotions. You find helping other people genuinely rewarding and are generally willing to assist those who are in need. You find that doing things for others is a form of self-fulfillment rather than self-sacrifice, however you believe that a certain amount of deception in social relationships is necessary. You are guarded in new relationships and less willing to openly reveal the whole truth about yourself. You take your time when making decisions and will deliberate on all the possible consequences and alternatives.

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