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iluvroadrunner6) wrote2007-01-04 11:05 pm
iluvroadrunner6) wrote2007-01-04 11:05 pm
Five Loves of Megan Reeves
Fandom: Numb3rs with crossovers with CSI:NY, and House MD.
Title: Five Loves of Megan Reeves
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
iluvroadrunner6
Rating: FRT
Characters: Megan Reeves/various pairings
Content Warning: N/A
Summary: Five pairings that could happen.
Author's Note: Written forvenetia_sassy in response to the Five Pairings Meme. This one was fun. I want to write Megan/Wilson. Gah.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of House MD, CSI:NY or Numb3rs. They are owned by CBS or Fox.
Don Eppes
“You alright?”
Megan looked up from her seat on the edge of the ambulance, and saw the concern on Don’s face. She could read Don easier than most people could, and she knew the concern moved beyond that of a supervisor for his agent.
“Fine,” she replied.
“Good,” Don nodded.
“You get the guy?” she asked, and he looked at her, the look in his eyes telling him he might have done slightly more than get the guy.
“Yeah,” he nodded again, “We got him.”
Megan nodded with him, before standing up and looking him in the eye, hoping her face said as much as his did. “Good.”
***
Larry Fleinhart
Megan figured she’d probably keep the telescope after Larry came home. She’d always liked looking up at the stars and just watching them, but she never had the time to do so. Now that Larry had given her the opportunity to get a telescope of her own, she’s been making the effort to look out more often.
Of course most of it was for Larry, but she loved the fact that he was following his dreams was allowing her to indulge in one of her favorite intrinsic pleasures. Looking at the stars was something that had followed her throughout her life and had kept her moving. There was something about the fact that if they could last, so could she.
While she didn’t share the same point of view as Larry, who saw them from the point of view of a physicist rather than just a hopeful dreamer, they shared a love of the stars themselves. And while Colby and David would tease her for all the time she spent with Larry to how they were even starting to think alike, she wouldn’t deny the fact that she still felt close to him, despite the fact that they weren’t even on the same planet anymore.
***
Colby Granger
“Whatcha doin’ Granger?” Megan asked, dropping an arm around his shoulder. He quickly floundered to close the window on his computer.
“Trying to track down that guy—for that thing—” he stammered, gesturing to the screen.
“Uh-huh,” she grinned, “The guy was clearly going to be found in that game of Spider Solitare.”
“I was taking a break,” he said through his teeth.
“Sure you were,” she grinned, “I’ll leave you to trying to track down that guy—for that thing.” She started to walk away and he grabbed her arm, pulling her back to her original position.
“Am I seeing you later?” he whispered in her ear. She turned and gave him a smile, before pulling away from him.
“Better find that guy, Granger.”
***
Don Flack
“Tell me, Detective,” Megan said as she sat on the edge of his desk, “What do you think of all this fed presence in your precinct?”
“What do you mean?” Flack replied, giving her a shy smile.
“Well, your friend Danny has made it vocally apparent that he’s not to thrilled with our involvement on this case,” Megan replied, studying him slightly, “Your boss is silently stewing over the fact that we’re here. Can’t quite figure out what you think though.”
“No local is happy to have to work with the feds, Agent Reeves,” Flack replied, leaning back in his chair, an amused look on his face, “I’m sure you know that.”
“Yeah, but I’m not asking about any local,” she said with a smirk, “I asked about you.”
Flack sighed heavily, “Well, I’m not—violently opposed to you.”
“Well, that’s good,” she nodded, “Makes our job easier.”
“Your boss, however, is another story.”
***
James Wilson
“I’ve heard all about you Dr. Wilson,” Megan commented as they walked through halls of Princeton Plainsboro.
“Really?” he said, “I highly doubt that. You haven’t even been here a day.”
“Oh, but people do talk,” she grinned, “I’ve heard that you’ve been married—and divorced—several times.”
Wilson winced slightly, “That is true. What else do people have to say about me?”
“Well, half of them think you’re an inconsiderate letch who can’t keep his hands off anyone,” Megan commented, “And the other half, think you have a good heart, you just—have a problem with commitment.”
“I see,” Wilson nodded, “Which one do you believe?”
“I’m not sure yet,” she sighed, “But do know that it’s pretty lucky for you I’m only in town for a little while.”
“Oh?”
“I’m not looking for commitment.”
Title: Five Loves of Megan Reeves
Author:
iluvroadrunner6Rating: FRT
Characters: Megan Reeves/various pairings
Content Warning: N/A
Summary: Five pairings that could happen.
Author's Note: Written for
venetia_sassy in response to the Five Pairings Meme. This one was fun. I want to write Megan/Wilson. Gah.Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of House MD, CSI:NY or Numb3rs. They are owned by CBS or Fox.
Don Eppes
“You alright?”
Megan looked up from her seat on the edge of the ambulance, and saw the concern on Don’s face. She could read Don easier than most people could, and she knew the concern moved beyond that of a supervisor for his agent.
“Fine,” she replied.
“Good,” Don nodded.
“You get the guy?” she asked, and he looked at her, the look in his eyes telling him he might have done slightly more than get the guy.
“Yeah,” he nodded again, “We got him.”
Megan nodded with him, before standing up and looking him in the eye, hoping her face said as much as his did. “Good.”
***
Larry Fleinhart
Megan figured she’d probably keep the telescope after Larry came home. She’d always liked looking up at the stars and just watching them, but she never had the time to do so. Now that Larry had given her the opportunity to get a telescope of her own, she’s been making the effort to look out more often.
Of course most of it was for Larry, but she loved the fact that he was following his dreams was allowing her to indulge in one of her favorite intrinsic pleasures. Looking at the stars was something that had followed her throughout her life and had kept her moving. There was something about the fact that if they could last, so could she.
While she didn’t share the same point of view as Larry, who saw them from the point of view of a physicist rather than just a hopeful dreamer, they shared a love of the stars themselves. And while Colby and David would tease her for all the time she spent with Larry to how they were even starting to think alike, she wouldn’t deny the fact that she still felt close to him, despite the fact that they weren’t even on the same planet anymore.
***
Colby Granger
“Whatcha doin’ Granger?” Megan asked, dropping an arm around his shoulder. He quickly floundered to close the window on his computer.
“Trying to track down that guy—for that thing—” he stammered, gesturing to the screen.
“Uh-huh,” she grinned, “The guy was clearly going to be found in that game of Spider Solitare.”
“I was taking a break,” he said through his teeth.
“Sure you were,” she grinned, “I’ll leave you to trying to track down that guy—for that thing.” She started to walk away and he grabbed her arm, pulling her back to her original position.
“Am I seeing you later?” he whispered in her ear. She turned and gave him a smile, before pulling away from him.
“Better find that guy, Granger.”
***
Don Flack
“Tell me, Detective,” Megan said as she sat on the edge of his desk, “What do you think of all this fed presence in your precinct?”
“What do you mean?” Flack replied, giving her a shy smile.
“Well, your friend Danny has made it vocally apparent that he’s not to thrilled with our involvement on this case,” Megan replied, studying him slightly, “Your boss is silently stewing over the fact that we’re here. Can’t quite figure out what you think though.”
“No local is happy to have to work with the feds, Agent Reeves,” Flack replied, leaning back in his chair, an amused look on his face, “I’m sure you know that.”
“Yeah, but I’m not asking about any local,” she said with a smirk, “I asked about you.”
Flack sighed heavily, “Well, I’m not—violently opposed to you.”
“Well, that’s good,” she nodded, “Makes our job easier.”
“Your boss, however, is another story.”
***
James Wilson
“I’ve heard all about you Dr. Wilson,” Megan commented as they walked through halls of Princeton Plainsboro.
“Really?” he said, “I highly doubt that. You haven’t even been here a day.”
“Oh, but people do talk,” she grinned, “I’ve heard that you’ve been married—and divorced—several times.”
Wilson winced slightly, “That is true. What else do people have to say about me?”
“Well, half of them think you’re an inconsiderate letch who can’t keep his hands off anyone,” Megan commented, “And the other half, think you have a good heart, you just—have a problem with commitment.”
“I see,” Wilson nodded, “Which one do you believe?”
“I’m not sure yet,” she sighed, “But do know that it’s pretty lucky for you I’m only in town for a little while.”
“Oh?”
“I’m not looking for commitment.”