Caught in the Spider's Web - Part 3 - Non Challenge Fic

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Just trying to get this in under the wire before Halloween takes over.

Part 1 was here, Part 2 was here

Wincing, as the pain jars through his head and ribs, he sits up quickly. There is a nurse standing over the side of his bed, staring at him open mouthed. “Sir, you need to lie back down,” she says quickly, putting out a hand to restrain him. “You've been in a serious accident – you're hurt and in hospital. Lie back down so we can take care of you.”

“Who brought me in?” he asks, the urgency in his voice enough to give her pause at least. “Was it a blond man with a foreign accent?”

“No, it was the highway patrol,” she says, blinking. “Is he one of your Russian spies?” There is a knowing chuckle in her voice.

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Halloween Choice

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For Halloween, even though everyone knows it, I must rec azdak 's Monsters.

"The Blood is the Life Affair" Part 1

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There's a dark lantern of the spirit,

Which none see by but those who bear it,

That makes them in the dark see visions

And hag themselves with apparitions,

Find racks for their own minds, and vaunt

Of their own misery and want.

-- Butler from Peacock’s ‘Nightmare Abbey’

“The Blood Is The Life Affair”

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Part 1: It was a dark and stormy night

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"The Blood is the Life Affair" Part 2

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Part 2: To Sleep Perchance to Dream

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"The Blood is the Life Affair" Part 3

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Part 3: Blood, sweat and tears.

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"The Blood is the Life Affair" ~ the conclusion

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Chapter 4: Ashes Ashes, we all fall down.

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The Seven Days of Halloween

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Time to post your Halloween fics!

And SO IT BEGINS! Halloween Fest is open for business!

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Drabble and a Half (A Dribble?)

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Meeting on an Ornamental Bridge

He stared at his reflection in the tranquil lake, breathing slowly and deeply, trying to calm his turbulent thoughts. A partner! An arrogant, smug, American partner! He had thought Alexander Waverly respected him, so why wouldn’t Waverly let him work alone as he always had?

He stormed through the park. A partner! Waverly had forced a partner on him! A skinny young Russian egghead! Waverly knew he worked best alone! ...Speak of the devil!

“I just want you to know, I have nothing against you personally. I just prefer to work alone. Just don’t mess up in the field and get our reports in on time and we’ll get along.”

“I also prefer to work alone. However, as long as you don’t ‘mess up’ I’ll bring you back alive, mission permitting, of course.”

“Of course. Want to get a drink?”

“You are buying? Very well.”

[I hope I'm not posting in the wrong place at the wrong time. I think this was originally started for a Picfic that I should have finished a long time ago.]