I don't post a lot, but I read this this morning and wanted to make sure everyone gets a chance to see this.

Gina Bellman on Leverage

It sums up everything I love about the show - cast, crew and fans.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Stiles found it hard to hold on to his control.  The funeral was tomorrow.  Yesterday had been spent making arrangements.  They'd never talked about it, but he couldn't imagine – didn't want to imagine her anywhere but beside his dad.  If he couldn't have her alive in LA, this was where she belonged.

But that meant he hadn't been able to spend any real time tracking Michael down.  Derek had gone with him to the Dive after the funeral home.  Edgar was everything Chris said.  Including ignorant of Michael's whereabouts.  Stiles had even offered to pay whatever Michael owed him and it hadn't made any difference.  Of course, the amount was far beyond what Stiles had on him.  Hell, it was even more than Stiles had in savings and his mom had made sure his savings account was healthy.  Edgar did give them one suggestion as they were leaving.

"I thought I'd check out that house Edgar mentioned.  The burned out one in the woods."

Stiles didn't need werewolf senses to tell him Derek had major problems with that idea.  Derek had been taking his role as Stiles' protector very seriously, but this had nothing to do with that.

"I don't think that's such a good idea.  Have you talked to Scott?"

Low blow.  Bastard.

"I haven't, but Melissa says he's still not acting like himself.  She swears he'll be at the service tomorrow, but I don't want him there is he's just going to be the asshole he was the other day.  I think Melissa's glad for the extra shifts she's had to pick up.  Keeps her out of the house and away from Scott.  I mean, how much of an asshole are you being if you own mother doesn't want to be anywhere near you?"

"Laura's happy about the extra money.  You want some coffee?"

"No.  You want to tell me what the deal is with the burned out house in the woods?"

"No."

Stalemate.  That was why Stiles had had such a hard...

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Scott ran and ran and ran.  His heart felt like it was going to hammer out of his chest.  He kept running.  Away.  Towards.  He didn't know and it made no difference.

Something – someone – solid slammed into him at full force, knocking him over.  He heard his ribs break, felt his left shoulder pop out of its socket.

Scott and his attacker rolled around the forest floor, grappling for purchase.  Scott had fully transformed.  Or at least as fully as a beta could transform.  He clawed and bit, but he never connected.

Of course, no one would expect a half-grown beta – even a born beta – to hold his own in a fight against a full-grown alpha.  Especially not when that alpha had long ago left sanity in the dust.

Seeing a small opportunity, Scott managed one good hit and ran, stopping about twenty feet away.

"Dad!"

The alpha raised his head, sniffing the air.  The scent was familiar, his own, but not, completely.  Pack, but so much more at the same time.

Slowly, Michael's features slid back towards human, but his eyes still retained a hint of red and madness.

"Scott?"

Scott inched forward, submission in his every look and gesture.  A half formed thought whispered that had it been anyone but his father, he'd be terrified, convinced he was going to die any second.  But it was his father.  Surely that meant he was safe.

"Yeah, it's me.  How are you?"

Michael didn't answer, didn't move, just inhaled, claws still extended.

"Dad?"

There was the suggestion of recognition in Michael's eyes, but that was all.

"Michael!  You came here looking for Scott for a reason.  Do what you came here for!"

Gerard Argent was standing behind Michael about fifty feet, a little out of breathe, but cool and confident for all that.

"Do it, Michael!"

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"Bullshit.  Werewolves don't exist.  Why do you think I'd believe something that ridiculous?"

"I think you'll believe the truth and the truth is Stiles is a werewolf.  He was born that way."

"Alan…."

"You know the woman who was killed the other day?  The one who was cut in half?  That was his mother.  She was cut in half because it's one of the only ways to ensure a werewolf stays dead."

"Stays dead?  Christ, Alan, do you know how that sounds?"

"Like I'm insane.  Yes, Derek, I know how it sounds.  It doesn't make it any less true."

Alan's calm confidence began to work its way into way into Derek's head, into his heart, making him wonder if maybe, just maybe, it could be true.  Werewolves are real.

Or maybe Alan just forgot to take his anti-psychotic medication this morning.

Both options seemed equally likely at the moment.

"He giving you the "werewolves are real" speech?  I keep telling him he needs to work up something like the "one girl in all the world" speech from Buffy, but he refuses.  I even wrote him one a few years back, but alas, all my hard work was for naught.  I'm Stiles, by the way.  Thanks."

The kid – Stiles – looked good, healthy and well rested, except for a deep sadness around his eyes.  Understandable if he'd just lost his mother.

"If I'm not mistaken, that usually did much better with a visual aid."

"So it did."  Stiles grinned and raised his hand.  His fingernails were abnormally long and thick and pointed.  With Stiles' hand raised in front of his face, it was impossible to miss the glowing golden eyes, the excess facial that had come from nowhere, the fangs crowding that agile mouth.

Derek scrabbled back, forgetting he was in a rolling chair and nearly falling off when the chair hit the wall.

"Holy shit!"

"That's the usual reaction," said Stiles, the fangs distorting the word...

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Derek Hale was running late to work.  It wasn't his fault.  His stupid sister Laura decided to go grocery shopping at the wrong time on the wrong day.  There was a schedule for a reason and not just so Derek wouldn't be late for work.  Of course, if his car wasn't in the shop for repairs, it wouldn't matter.  Peter and Laura kept trying to convince him to get a new car and he was tempted, but the Camaro had been Dad's and it had survived the fire.  He couldn't just let it go and yeah, the symbolism wasn't lost on him.

He was doing better than he thought he should be.  Not nearly as well as Peter and Laura thought he should be, but truth be told, they weren't doing all that great either.  The grief was mostly a dull ache for all of them, but it never took much to stoke the flames.  It was impossible for Derek to think of grief in any other way than fire.  He'd even planned on becoming a fire fighter the first year or so after the fire, but Laura had convinced him becoming a vet the way he'd always wanted would do more to honor the family.

Derek smiled fondly.  His sister was the very definition of stubborn.  He honestly didn't know where he and Peter would be if not for her.  She was so much like their mother.  That thought never hurt though.  He was just so grateful he hadn't lost everything.

His cell phone was on the passenger seat and he wondered if he should call Dr. Deaton and let him know he was running late.  Derek really didn't like talking on the phone while he was driving even to actual passengers, but he didn't want Dr. Deaton to worry.

Blue-green eyes slid over to the phone for a fraction of a second, then back to the road.  An old blue jeep was suddenly just there on the road.  It was moving slowly and definitely not in a straight line, so there wasn't any danger of an accident despite Derek's surprise.

Just as "where the hell did that come from" fully formed in his mind, the jeep made a...

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Not only did I sign up for twreversebang, I actually managed to get the fic done.  Here is the post.  Many, many thanks to damnedrobot for her beautiful artwork.  I hope I've done it justice.  For anyone who is unfamiliar with Teen Wolf, spikedluv posted this fabulous link that really does tell you everything you need to know.

Title: Pack is Family, Family is Pack
Author: dreamerjules
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: pre-Stiles/Derek
Length: 13,626 words
Spoilers: Seasons 1 and 2.
Summary: Werewolf!Stiles returns to Beacon Hills to look for his mother's killer.
Author’s Notes: AU; Written for the first round of twreversebang
Warning: Show level violence; badly dealt with vague mental illness.
Thanks: ...

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Just want to wish curiouswombat a very happy birthday.  May today and the coming year be everything you want it to be.

The Morning After Job



A former hockey player, Mark Vector,  is running a hedge fund that he uses to launder money for the mob and steal the life savings of his fans who invest with him.  He is also involved with Damien Moreau's accounts giving the Leverage crew added incentive to take him down.

In order to get Vector to give the information on Moreau and return the client's money, the team sets it up to look like he killed Parker after spending the night with her.  Nate will be his lawyer, Sophie is the prosecutor who will cut him a new deal to cover the dead Parker and get Moreau and Hardison and Eliot are cops to get the plea agreement to sell the con.  Hardison takes the aliases too far as usual and they end up answering a domestic disturbance call and transporting a prisoner back to jail in addition to getting Sophie the agreement.

Vector is happy to give up Moreau if it will keep him out of jail.  Moreau has Vector bugged and sends in  assassins to take him out.  Vector changes his mind after the assassination attempt and runs to testify at the grand jury.  Parker shows up during his testimony, sending him off on a rant about killing people and people killing him.

Nate figures out how Vector is hiding Moreau's banking information and uses that information to tell the Italian that he's going after Moreau without her which was apparently her plan all along.



Favorite Quote: 

Eliot – I've got some tape on this guy.  He can fight.

Sophie – You watch hockey fights.  Alone at night.  In your room.

Eliot – Yeah.  You never know if you're gonna have to fight a guy on ice.

Rating: ★★★★★


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Team: Grifter
Title: Thieves
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 1400ish
Pairing: Ensemble
Time: Ancient civilizations
Summary: Performers and thieves have more in common than one would think.
Notes: The Leverage crew visiting Spartacus: Gods of the Arena.

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I've joined LeverageLand.  Well, actually, I've joined Team Grifter, a great group of Leverage fans.  Anyway, there is a new round of challenges going on called appropriately enough Heist 6.  It runs through May 1, so there's plenty of time to join.

Originally posted by lk737 at Poland Tech Websites go black tomorrowAccording to Twitter trend #ActAgainstACTA, Poland Tech websites are going black tomorrow in protest of ACTA. Let's see if we can get European Community to go black! Check out the Twitter trend #ActAgainstACTA here for links to petitions and information:

https://twitter.com/#!/search?q=%23ActAgainstACTA

HERE IS THE U.S. PETITION TO THE OBAMA ADMIN TO PULL U.S. SUPPORT FOR ACTA:

https://wwws.whitehouse.gov/petitions/!/petition/end-acta-and-protect-our-right-privacy-internet/MwfSVNBK?utm_source=wh.gov&utm_medium=shorturl&utm_campaign=shorturl

Needs 25,000 signatures by 2/20/12. Thank you to everyone on my flist and Twitter for being so awesome in educating all of us! *massive hugs*

Originally posted by morgandawn at Seems I Am Not The Only One..........who feels the need to take a break from an increasingly dysfunctional relationship.


Original image and campaign source: reddit.

Edited to add my own thoughts (not part of the original reddit call for action):  And if you do not feel like taking a total break and perhaps want just a trial separation or couple's counseling, then perhaps consider Black March Lite 2.0 = spend, but spend money on those content creators and independent retailers who came out against SOPA/PIPA.  And tell them why you're buying their products in March.  There are many of them.


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Black March - Thursday March 1st 2012 to Saturday March 31st 2012
With the continuing campaigns for internet-censoring litigation such as SOPA and PIPA, and the closure of sites like Megaupload under allegations of 'piracy' and 'conspiracy' the time has come to take a stand against music, film, and media companies' lobbyists.
The only way is to hit them where it hurts.
Their profit margins.
March 2012 is the end of the First Quarter in economic reports world wide.
Do not buy a single record. Do not download a single song, legally or illegally. Do not go to see a single film in cinemas, or download a copy. Do not buy a DVD in the stores. Do not buy a videogame. Do not buy a single book or magazine.
Wait the four weeks to buy them in...

Happy Holidays to all who celebrate some mid-winter holiday. To those who don't, I still wish you much happiness.

No way, no how, is Bobby Singer gone. Even though strangling the writers (or remedial English class) is often considered for some shows,including this one, I do not want to believe that Ben Englund would heave so many "Bobby's gonna die" anvils in the very episode were Bobby dies. He's better than that. And while yes, Bobby dying would light the fire under Dean's ass to get him back in the game - couldn't we just have Faith for that, anyway? - that would leave them with only each other. They need a third. They don't know how to function with a third, even if it is at a distance.

Besides, would Crowley really want his boyfriend dead?



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Can I please, please, please have a Maggie and Don spin-off? Please? I'll feed it and take it for walks. Please?

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No spoilers, but dayum, Riley grew up good.

A belly laugh to start off the day.

10:18: Isner and Mahut will face each other again! Can you believe it - the record-breakers have another chance! That'll be on Court 18!

The zombie apocalypse that started at last year's Wimbledon continues.

Never get enough do I?

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Doesn't seem to go with the subject, but I was so thrilled to see Erica Cerra's name in the credits. I kept thinking she looked really familiar and I was thinking Sarah Shahi, but she's all ready been on - woman in white in the pilot. Man, Erica looks fantastic with her hair down.

This is my idea of a season finale. No real cliffhanger, but an awesome set up for next season. At the end of last year, I would have been somewhat happy if the show hadn't come back. This year, I'm pissed we have to wait till fall. And surely the real God won't let this pass without some reaction. Maybe that will be the next finale.

Also, Sarah Michelle Geller is a bitch because I'm going to have to watch that new show of hers. Dammit!



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If anyone had any doubt about my sanity, besides me, which I really don't because I know I'm insane, I have proof. Not only am I wrapping up a cross-stitch project, but I have just signed up for ds_c6d_bigbang and spn_j2_bigbang. And they have extended the sign-ups/posting for jossverse_bb and I'm really tempted. I need a kick in the butt to finish a story I've had plans for for years.

Yeah. Not a typo. Actual years.

Does it count as writer's block when you can come up with ideas, but getting them on paper is the problem? Or is that just pathetic?