21 March 2006 @ 11:25 pm
BvsP/TC: Collisions (PG-13), Brendan/Emmett.  
Emmett hadn't been watching where he was going; if he had been, he might have seen tall, dark, and handsome lunging at him in time to step out of the way.



The way they tell it, it's like something out of a romantic movie. Emmett was struggling to carry his books and his laptop into Starbucks and lost his grip, and Brendan, setting his double foam latte on the bar, kneeled down to help him pick it back up.

Emmett said thank you, and Brendan said no problem, and they ended up losing track of time, and didn't leave until it was already dark. They shared a cab and grabbed some dinner, fought over whether or not the government was the perpetrator of mass conspiracies and Brendan their pawn, and then ended up tangled together on the floor of Emmett's lab.

Freya always finds this story amusing, because whenever they tell it, she sees what really happened.

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Emmett hadn't been watching where he was going. If he had been, he might have seen tall, dark, and handsome lunging at him in time to step out of the way. He filed this away on his things-to-look-out-for-in-the-future list and briefly shut his eyes. Then he wondered why these things are always happening to him.

The man placed one hand on his chest to keep him down, and Emmett noticed he was holding a gun with the other.

"Look," he said, "if you wanted my wallet, you could have just asked."

"Oh for--" the man said. "I'm not mugging you."

"Oh," Emmett said. "Well, I'm sure you could understand my confusion. Would you mind, you know, getting off me?"

The man whispered a curse, before leaning down suddenly so they were nose to nose. Emmett was about to protest at this when the sudden report of gunfire echoed in his ears, and he saw a row of tiny holes appear on the wall beside them; nearly level with their heads.

"Stay down," the man said tightly, and then he sat up again, still straddling him, narrowed his eyes and aimed his weapon across the street. "This is the NSA! You're surrounded, Damien! Give it up."

The gunfire started up again, and Emmett saw another bullet slam into the wall just to the side of his apparent savior. He reached out and grabbed the man's tie, dragging him back down on top of him. "Are you insane?" he yelled. "That never works."

The man grinned at him, it was wide and startling, and way to careless for a man in the middle of a gunfight. "Relax," he said, "this is my job. I've got everything under control."

The man dropped an empty clip from his pistol and slammed in another. "Stay down," he said again.

"What good advice," Emmett said. "You should try it." He could hear the sirens start up in the distance, and soon he could hear the sound of screeching tires and people yelling commands in megaphones.

The man started fiddling with his earpiece. "I can take him," he said, "I've got him in my sights."

The man was so intent on his conversation with whoever was at the other end of his earpiece, that he seemed to have forgotten Emmett was there.

"I know you want him alive, but I can wing him...yeah, yeah okay. Okay." Brendan huffed an irritated breath, and then finally looked down on the man he was using as a floor mat. "Sorry about that whole tackling thing," he said. "I'm Agent Brendan Dean."

Emmett blinked at him. "I'd shake your hand, but you're kind of sitting on mine."

"Oh, right, sorry," he said. He quickly rolled off him, coming into a crouch behind a mailbox. "I'm going to need you to stay down Mr..."

"Emmett," he said. "And it's Dr."

"Thanks for clearing that up, Dr. Emmett," Brendan said with a nod. "My orders are to stick with you and keep you safe until we bring our guy in. The rest of the street's been cordoned off."

Bullets started flying by them again, and someone shouted, "Get out here, pretty boy, and face me!"

"Let me guess," Emmett said, as Brendan grabbed his arm and pressed him up against the back of the mailbox, "you're the pretty boy?"

"What makes you say that?" Brendan asked with a grin.

"Well, you're kind of pretty," Emmett told him. "And also you look like the type that easily pisses people off."

"Huh," Brendan said. "I was just thinking the same thing about you."

"You think I'm pretty?" Emmett asked.

Brendan grinned a little wider. "I think you piss people off."

The gunfire started up again and Brendan reached around him, covering Emmett like a shield. "What the hell are you guys doing?" Brendan hissed into his radio. "I've got a civilian here."

Brendan snorted at whatever response he got and Emmett pushed Brendan a little back so he could breath. "You really pissed this guy off, didn't you?"

Brendan laughed. "I broke our date," he said.

"You were dating a madman?" Emmett asked. "Wow. You've got low standards. Want to get together sometime?"

Brendan's smile was almost blinding. Emmett was caught a little off guard by how surreal this all was, and he was acutely aware that every time he met people this beautiful, karma always tried to have him killed to even the score. "I was undercover," Brendan told him. "He got a little handsy sometimes, and my partner, gem that she is, told me to go with it."

"Huh," Emmett said. "And did that work?"

"I got the information I was after," Brendan said. "But then he started trying to kill me."

"And me," Emmett pointed out.

"That's just really bad timing on your part," Brendan told him. "I wouldn't want your luck."

"I can see why not," Emmett said. "You're doing so well yourself."

"I'm going to kill you, Brendan!" someone shouted. "You lying bastard!"

"They've got him," Brendan said. He grinned and got to his feet. "Don't call me!" he shouted. "I'll call you!"

Emmett stood up beside him, and watched as three uniformed officers shoved the struggling man into the back of a black and white. Brendan shot off a sloppy salute as a goodbye, and the man flipped him off.

"What a rush," Brendan said. He glanced at Emmett. "You okay, Dr. Emmett? Got any holes in you?"

"I'm in one piece," he said.

"You really held it together," Brendan said, sounding impressed. "Most people freak out when people are shooting at them."

"For a herpetologist," Emmett said, "I've been in my share of gunfights."

Brendan smiled. "They just never get old, do they?" He stuck his gun back in his shoulder holster, and then tried to dust himself off. It wasn't really working. Emmett figured he was probably one of those people that always looked disheveled.

Emmett also knew, just by looking at him, that Brendan was probably a handful, but he couldn't stop himself asking. "So, hey, why don't you let me buy you a drink? You did save my life and all."

"Your life is only worth a drink?" Brendan asked, with mock-surprise. "Wow. I don't know why I bothered."

"If you cut back on the sarcasm," Emmett said, "I might throw in dinner."

"Deal," Brendan said, and smiled that smile again, the blinding one; Emmett figured he was in big trouble, because he'd do a hell of a lot more than buy the guy dinner to see it again.

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Freya likes the real story the best.
 
 
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Empress Ena: Feedback Iconseverusslave on March 22nd, 2006 - 11:28 am
Those two sentences about Freya made this whole story so much more ... enjoyable! :) I adore it!
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Layton Colt: recordinglaytoncolt on March 23rd, 2006 - 07:59 am
Thank you! :-)
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Tora: SGA McShep blue gwendolentorakowalski on March 22nd, 2006 - 11:33 am
Aww, how lovely. I love the back and forth snark between them.
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Layton Colt: john in atlantislaytoncolt on March 23rd, 2006 - 07:59 am
Thank you! :-)
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mizz_destiny: edit by me!mizz_destiny on March 22nd, 2006 - 04:41 pm
I totally agree with Freya. Although the first story is pretty funny too
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Layton Colt: au mcsheplaytoncolt on March 23rd, 2006 - 07:59 am
Thank you! :-)
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Ememrinalexander on March 22nd, 2006 - 05:56 pm
"You were dating a madman?" Emmett asked. "Wow. You've got low standards. Want to get together sometime?"

Best line EVER! Who could resist Emmett when he's this suave?
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Layton Colt: au mcsheplaytoncolt on March 23rd, 2006 - 08:00 am
Hee. Thanks, hun! :-)
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Ozsaurozsaur on March 22nd, 2006 - 06:01 pm
I like both stories, and I especially like how you included Freya.
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Layton Colt: joelaytoncolt on March 23rd, 2006 - 08:01 am
Thank you! Freya is too much fun to write. ;-)
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darkhavens: rodney oh please! [literati]darkhavens on March 23rd, 2006 - 03:13 am
"Well, you're kind of pretty," Emmett told him. "And also you look like the type that easily pisses people off."
"Huh," Brendan said. "I was just thinking the same thing about you."
"You think I'm pretty?" Emmett asked.
Brendan grinned a little wider. "I think you piss people off."


Wonderful banter. And the fact that Freya gets to see it from her unique viewpoint just makes it so much sweeter. :D
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Layton Colt: rodneylaytoncolt on March 23rd, 2006 - 08:03 am
Thank you! :-)
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hinokumo: sunburnhinokumo on March 23rd, 2006 - 08:38 pm
Perfect! ::hugs fic:: This is one of my favorite Brendan/Emmett fics so far! It should feel wrong to love this pairing so very, very much...but it doesn't :D I only want more!

"Well, you're kind of pretty," Emmett told him. "And also you look like the type that easily pisses people off."

"Huh," Brendan said. "I was just thinking the same thing about you."

"You think I'm pretty?" Emmett asked.

Brendan grinned a little wider. "I think you piss people off."


SQUEE! :D
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Layton Colt: au mcsheplaytoncolt on March 24th, 2006 - 04:16 am
Thank you! :-)
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What, does he wanna date me or kill me?: Rodney Brokenkrysalys on March 24th, 2006 - 03:33 am
*snickersnort*
Me too. Sometimes it so pays to be able to read minds.
Enh. Sometimes not. ;)
I love how you write this stuff, hon.
----}-@
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Layton Colt: rodneylaytoncolt on March 24th, 2006 - 04:17 am
Re: *snickersnort*
Hee. Thanks, hun! :-)
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coldsnapcoldsnap on March 24th, 2006 - 01:18 pm
This is a wonderful little story!
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Layton Colt: brendanlaytoncolt on March 24th, 2006 - 07:01 pm
Thank you! :-)
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sobellesobelle on March 25th, 2006 - 12:53 am
You do realize that we could just copy the entire story pointing out ALL of the good bits, don't you? because it was just full of good bits... and here's another...

The gunfire started up again, and Emmett saw another bullet slam into the wall just to the side of his apparent savior. He reached out and grabbed the man's tie, dragging him back down on top of him. "Are you insane?" he yelled. "That never works."

Something about Emmett dragging Brendan back down on top of him by his tie just hits my kinks something fierce.

I like it!

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Layton Colt: don't mess with rononlaytoncolt on March 25th, 2006 - 03:20 am
Aw, thank you so much! :-)
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gil: SGA: *arms touch*gilkurtis on March 25th, 2006 - 01:54 am
Emmett/Brendan never gets old. I especially loved this line: Emmett asked. "Wow. You've got low standards. Want to get together sometime?"
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Layton Colt: brendanlaytoncolt on March 25th, 2006 - 03:21 am
Thank you, hun! :-)
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Saba: dh + jfsaba1789 on April 7th, 2006 - 05:19 am
Hee, that was great! Thanks for writing and sharing it :-) .
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Layton Colt: brendanlaytoncolt on April 10th, 2006 - 10:15 pm
Thank you! :-)
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Starrylizard: A - Gun = Guh!starrylizard on May 23rd, 2006 - 05:17 am
Hee! I like how Freya knows the truth. That makes the story seem much more fun somehow. :D
Gotta love crossovers. I just read everything on your Brendan/Emmett tab. *grins* Thanks
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Layton Colt: au mcsheplaytoncolt on May 23rd, 2006 - 06:56 am
Thank you! I'm glad you liked it. :-)
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Lacey McBainlaceymcbain on June 6th, 2006 - 08:18 pm
collisions
Cool! I haven't even seen Thoughtcrimes (yet) and I still enjoy these. I like the real story best too. The banter's snappy and that's one of the best parts of any fic - great dialogue.
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Layton Colt: aaronlaytoncolt on June 6th, 2006 - 09:10 pm
Re: collisions
Thanks, hun! :-)
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adafrogadafrog on February 25th, 2007 - 04:54 am
hee!
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