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Fic: Children's Story (SPN/Peter Pan, PG)

Title: Children's Story
Fandom: Crossover: Supernatural/Peter Pan
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Peter Pan, Captain Hook
Genre: Gen
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Fanfic, for fun, not profit.
Notes: Written for LJ Comm Cossoverland where one fandom needed to be a book fandom.

( To think I used to like that story. )

Fic: Piccadilly (Bones/Harry Potter, PG)

Title: Piccadilly
Fandom: Bones, Harry Potter
Characters: Seeley Booth, Hermione Granger Weasley
Genre: Gen
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Fanfic, for fun, not profit.
Notes: Written for the LJ Comm Cossoverland. One of the fandoms had to be a book fandom.

The only thing that would make Piccadilly Circus more frightening, Booth thought, would be if it had clowns. As it was, the mass of traffic and people ate at his nerves.

"Can I help you?"

The offer came from a good-looking brunette standing at his side. It was a measure of how disoriented he was that he hadn't noticed her approach.

"Not unless you can wave your hands and zap me away from this insanity."

Her laugh was deep and genuine. "No. Not by just waving my hands."

As he watched her walk away, Booth wondered what he was missing.

Fic: Classical Tales (White Collar, PG)

Title: Classical Tales
Fandom: White Collar
Characters: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey
Genre: Gen
Rating: PG
Word Count: 429
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Fanfic, for fun, not profit.
Notes: Written for LJ Comm USA Land before it died. We were supposed to write a fic that incorporated a fairy tale in some way.

( Classical Literature is open to interpetation )

Fic: Unfound (Dresden Files/24, PG)

Title: Unfound
Fandom: Dresden Files, 24
Characters: Harry Dresden, Jack Bauer
Genre: Gen
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Fanfic, for fun, not profit.
Notes: Written for the LJ Comm Cossoverland. One of the fandoms had to be a book fandom.

Locating things. Finding people. Even the simplest job could go bad-- kneeling-at-gunpoint-in-a-dark-ally bad.

"Who are you?" The gunman's voice was soft and low, deadly as his weapon.

"Harry Dresden," I skipped 'wizard' but added, "Private Investigator."

"What do you want with me?"

"I was hired to find you."

He scoffed. "You found me." He moved closer, poised and ready, my dislocated shoulder proof he didn't need the gun to be dangerous. He dropped to a crouch, his face even with mine. "Now what?" Our eyes met.

Soldier. Killer. Violent, ruthless, deadly. Honorable, righteous, loyal. A fierce burning passion for justice. A desire not to hurt warring with a readiness to do so. Pain. Loneliness. Fear.

He blinked, breaking the connection and fighting to process his side of the soul-gaze. I hoped whatever he'd seen made me trustworthy.

I stayed still, spoke softly. "Now? I say I can't find you."

"Huh." He half-smiled and stood, putting away his pistol. "Sorry about your arm." In two steps he blended into the darkness.

I gathered my staff and hauled myself to my feet, nursing my arm the best I could. I'd return the advance, quit the job.

Some things were better left unfound.