It’s hard to see Lucas with anyone but I hope you find this satisfactory.

Lucas doesn’t understand why the oldest Shannon daughter does it, she is a puzzle, impossible to solve because the pieces shift and change shape every time he looks at her, and yet he knows, should she ever stop coming to him, stop handing him blank paper and a pen, stop settling down across from him in his room (cell), stop challenging him with equations and mathematical problems, he would cease to exist, and so he locks his hate and anger (towards his father, Terra Nova, everyone) away for those few moments and lets Maddy see the young man he once was.

You are an evil woman! xD

Relaxed days are rare in zombie times but today they are lucky and Andrea is catching up on long outdated beauty magazines, when suddenly, warm hands smear something cold and muddy across her bare back, down her spine, slipping between her body and the towel she’s lying on, splaying low on her stomach to pull her back against an equally naked chest, and Daryl chuckles huskily as she shivers at the contact, moaning softly.

(Genau, immer über die ‘Ask me’-Option. :) Ich finde die deutschen Übersetzungen der englischen Termini überhaupt immer wieder zum kugeln. ^^)

They fought the Goa’uld, the Replicators, the Ori, and countless other enemies, and even when the battle was almost lost, they always stood up again, bruised maybe but not broken (never broken), determined to keep on fighting (for their world, other planets, freedom, peace, their friends), always together, forever side by side, and over the years their lives have become something of a legend, the story of the famous Colonel Jack O’Neill and his 2IC Colonel Samantha Carter.

It’s ice-cold outside, a clear sign that winter has finally arrived, but Olivia must have missed the memo because when she arrives at the crime scene, she is without her gloves and wiggles her fingers at him to show him she’s fine but soon it becomes obvious that she is not and after a few moments of watching her desperately to heat up her freezing fingers, Charlie can’t take it anymore and he removes his own gloves, gently takes her chilled hands in his warm ones to carefully slip his gloves on her stiff and numb fingers, ignoring her surprised intake of breath and the deepening of the blush on her cheeks.

The sonic gun goes off and Taylor’s there, crashing into her, literally knocking the air out of her as he throws her to the ground but they are not fast enough and Wash feels the blast grazing them, propelling them even further across the forest floor but she is barely aware of the cuts and bruises because he’s whispering over and over again I’ve got you, close to her ear, voice desperate and low, as they finally come to a stop and she buries her face in his neck in response, pulls him close  to hold him tightly.

Calloused fingers skim along her hip, slipping just beneath her waistband, teasing with feather-like touches, and Skye’s breath catches as the sensation of Carter’s hot skin against hers sends a bolt of sharp desire through her body, bringing her to her toes.

Gwen stares at the remains of what conce had been her favorite jacket and wonders when her life had taken such a wrong turn but when Jack appears at her side, literally out of nowhere, with an exact replica of her destroyed jacket, and a grin on his lips, she thinks the wrong turn might not be so bad after all.