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Summary: Drabbles and ficlets written for the FFA or just for fun. Crossovers included but not limited to Stargate, Constantine, Supernatural, Anita Blake, Smallville, Torchwood, Dr. Who, Burn Notice, NCIS and Alias.

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Multiple Crossings > General > Ficlet Collections - Other(Moderator)AvaFR155019,858516366,43411 Mar 0727 Jan 12Yes

NOTE: This chapter is rated FR18

Nothing More (Warren/Terminator: TSCC)

Title :: Nothing More
Word Count :: 200
Disclaimer :: Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles and all related characters are copyright Josh Friedman, Fox Television Studios & James Cameron. Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all related characters are copyright Joss Whedon and ME. No infringement intended.
Challenge :: 72 ‘remembered and forgotten’ @ tthdrabbles

Synopsis :: Cameron had a mission to perform before finding, tracking and protecting John Connor.


Nothing More

His steps quickened, hands slipping into his jacket pockets to ward off the chill that slipped down his spine. Alabama’s weather was colder than California in the fall—at least his project would keep inside.

“Warren Mears?”

He missed a step and stumbled before managing to regain his footing. Warren spun, only to have his eyes widened at the sight of an attractive brunette standing behind him. “C-can I help you?”

Her lips lifted at the corners and she stepped forward, into the cast of a nearby streetlight. It outlined her curved figure wrapped in flannel and jeans as she asked, “Are you Warren Mears?”

“I—ah, yes.”

Her pleasant smile faded. “Thank you.”

His brows pulled together, head cocking before he stumbled back when she raised a gun. “Wait! What—”

His words were cut short as the bullet impacted, lifting him slightly before he collapsed to the pavement. He blinked, felt the blood as it warmed his side, as it saturated his sweater and his attacker moved to stand over him. Her brown eyes burned a brilliant blue before she lifted her arm, took aim at the center of his face and then Warren Mears knew nothing more.

The End.
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