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Seeley's phone was ringing, Katie's warm smile popping up on the Call ID.

He looked at his phone. Hope she's okay. “Hey, Katie. How are you?”

“I'm okay. How're you and the Missus?”

“She's… Taking it a little rough, but we'll get through it. It's tough seeing her like that, y'know?</description>
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Previous: Shea-ds of Grey

“He… Was… My little brother.” A tinge of regret at the evocation of that memory. He'd held him as he lay dying on the garage floor. Strangely, it was Bones who'd been the one trying to hold on to him once he'd gone,</description>
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Previous: Survivor's Guilt

There was a reason Gabriella was still bartending two years out of college. She had found out rather quickly that her degree was completely useless. With the notoriety of her last name, the nationwide coverage of her family's murder…Gabriella hadn't been a minor. Her name wasn't withheld to protect her privacy. No one wanted the daughter of one of the country's most notorious mafia dons to go anywhere near the field of criminal justice.</description>
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Previous: Panic Station

“Good girl.” Quiet. Firm. His smile, his smolder, they were back as he realized she was starting to understand. She was fighting it, but she was beginning to understand. If it was a roller coaster journey for him, he couldn't imagine what it was like for her. He had the benefit of age and experience to deal with certain parts of it, but she was so young. So pure. So…</description>
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Seeley's phone chimed.

“Seeley, it's Neill. Listen. I can't say anything. You know I can't. But…my sister, Allison…during her first pregnancy, the changes were really jarring to her. To the point that she felt like an outsider in her own skin. She felt…physical</description>
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“This is terrifying.”

“That's okay. You won't be alone.”

“I…-want- this to work.”

“Me too.”

“Please be patient with me?”

“Always.”

“We go slow?”

“I'm a patient man. We go at the pace you're comfortable with.</description>
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Previous: We've Got Big Balls

Summer meanwhile was staring at Sean Flannery, struggling to keep focus. “You fucking shot her?! What good is she to me dead?!” A hand cracked across her face. “You stupid slut. Hayden? Are you TRYING to piss me off? It's okay…it's okay. I forgive you. Your company is as good as mine anyways. You never even knew…</description>
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Katie slipped in quietly, dressed in a simple pair of knit wool stockings, warm boots, and an oversized sweater dress belted over her small waist. She headed behind the bar and began to prepare coffee and tea, the light catching on the small silver chain with the clasp and link resting against her decolletage.</description>
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Previous: She's Never Late

Shooting the guard meant he was facing in the right direction to catch the glint of the crucifix, barely hear the cough. Plip

He pulled his aim as he shot. Instead of putting the round through the hand he saw by reflex, the round passed millimeters above, splintering the woodwork behind. He realized what he heard, saw. It was her crucifix. A second round.</description>
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Previous: Caress the Trigger

She said what? Girlfriend. Two weeks. No contact. Plenty of video calls. Girlfriend? How? No, don't complain, don't bring it up, just let it sit there. She said girlfriend!

“You're more relaxed. It's better for shooting than being tense. Trust me,</description>
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Katie slipped in quietly, a tray tucked in her arms. She slid behind the bar and began to set up an assortment of teas and scones. She reached into her bag and pulled out what had been weighing her down…a large thermos of coffee, brewed at her cafe. She rarely came in here anymore, since her main reason for coming had gotten married. But still, once in a while, the wispy little lady snuck in and gave the occupants a light snack and a good cuppa joe.</description>
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Ella's job here is done then. Violators arrested peacefully, ginger tea for morning sickness acquired. Time for paperwork. The only duty available to a pregnant federal agent.

Seeley stuck his head around the door and wandered over to sit by Ella.</description>
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Previous: Fools Rush In

Andrews didn't seem phased at all. “I was telling you more to go with your wife, but suit yourself.” The man said. The medic began to check over the bruising on Seeley as two more shut the ambulance doors and climbed in, the two in back visible through the window starting an IV line on a sobbing</description>
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Previous: A Most Vital Call

Bleep  Seeley looked at the number on his phone where Katie sent it to him, transferred it, dialed the number. He held it to his ear and waited for it to ring and get picked up.

Summer looked at her phone and picked it up. She hit answer, then speaker as she and</description>
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Previous: Seeley Calls the She Wolf

Summer opened the doors and walked in, heels clicking on the tile as she strode towards a corner booth, partially obscured by shadow. In one hand, she carried a cup of coffee, a briefcase in the other hand. She walked with power and purpose. If only people knew the things she did behind closed doors…She slid into the upholstered booth seat…and waited, clearly expecting someone.</description>
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Gabi was out jogging, a smile on her face. Tonight she was going to be spending the night at Seeley's, and she was going over the things she needed to get at the store for the dinner she was going to be making for him. Well, with him. He'd given her that adorkable smile when he had told her he wanted to cook -with- her. The world fell away, as it often did when she ran…and she ran into a wall, looking up.</description>
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Previous: The Standoff

Agent Neill pulled up in her car and looked over everything. She went inside, untying Katie from the chair, pulling a blanket from the couch to settle around her. “Medic's coming. Come on, let's get you all checked out.” She'd seen the Booths on the grass and knew. The way Seeley held his wife, the way she stared at her hands.</description>
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The Fed and the Mob Princess



Katie's Big Brother



The Death of Katie Donnelly



First Date

Survivor's Guilt

Caress the Trigger

Panic Station

Command and Control

Stay With You

The Only Exception



She's Never Late

One Hell of a Proposal



The Standoff

Shea-ds of Grey

Brothers in Arms



A Most Vital Call

Seeley Calls the She Wolf

Shaking Up a Shakedown

A Private Booth for Two NSFW



Tick Tock Tick Tock NSFW



We've Got Big Balls

Fools Rush In

Rest and Recuper…</description>
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Previous: Command and Control

He turned to focus on her for a few moments during the drive, seeing the glassy stare, hearing the mumbled words. “Gabi.”

Back to the road. Almost there, only a couple of minutes. Just got to keep driving, hold her hand, keep checking on her. Why is she so far away, so small? So unresponsive?</description>
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Previous: First Date

Seeley couldn't help but look at her when she chuckled, seeing her smile, hearing her tease, hearing her happy. It was a good thing. “I think you're fine as you are.”

Quiet. Storytime. It was the most she'd opened up in the whole time they'd spent together. Given the content, he understood why she might not want to say that on the phone, who knew who was listening to that? He had an inkling, given his job, but he avoided that whole part of it if he coul…</description>
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Katie slipped in quietly, a tray of scones and muffins in her arms. She was well guarded against the elements in a form-flattering double breasted black wool peacoat with a faux fur lined hood. She set down the tray and removed her coat, hanging it on a coat rack by the bar. Dancing behind the bar, she began to prepare coffee and tea. She arranged the scones and muffins neatly so people could help themselves. Then she began to get out mugs and teacups to arranged t…</description>
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        <description>The Fed and the Mob Princess



Previous: The Gun Show

Seeley tilted his head. Definitely the wrong button. That was more than he was expecting. Then again, it did tell him a lot about her. She was afraid. Afraid of what would happen if she fell for anyone. Afraid of losing people around her. She'd already lost her family. He knew how it worked. He'd been on the receiving end.</description>
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        <description>The Gun Show



Gabi fingerguns.

Seeley realgu-no, put that away Seeley… Fingerguns are good enough.

Gabi lifted an eyebrow and lifted the hem of her hoodie. Look. A gun. Properly holstered. Not tucked in her waistband. “I'll show you mine if you show me yours.</description>
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        <description>The Miracle of Life



Ella and Seeley were lounging in bed, unwinding from the day. She was almost asleep, a soft smile on her face.

flutter She tensed, bracing for the wave of nausea that usually followed her stomach turning.

flutter Wait. This was different. Her eyes snapped open.</description>
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Alternative Universe



Gabriella had been in St. Thomas for two weeks now, and while she kept her eyes peeled, she'd not seen Seeley yet. She was lounging on the beach, reading a book, her ink peeking lightly from beneath her swimsuit. Sometimes she regretted getting so much, but at least it was covered when she was dressed.</description>
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        <description>The Only Exception



Previous: Stay With You

When Gabi woke in the morning, she was in her bed, in her bran and underwear. She couldn't remember how she'd gotten there, or how she'd gotten out of her clothes. She was confused, disoriented…and her head was…her brain was thick. Oh no. She'd had a Very Bad Attack. Quietly she got dressed in a pair of flared yoga pants and a t-shirt. Her long black hair was pulled back into a messy bun and she looked in the mirror, feeling…muted…like she always di…</description>
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        <description>The Standoff



They got the call late at night. The Booths had pulled themselves out of bed and geared up. They adjusted the straps on each other's body armour and set out.

“One hostage. Perp is armed, identified as Malachi Shea.” Shea. The name pinged in</description>
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        <description>We've Got Big Balls



It was the afternoon of the Met Gala Ball. Summer was zipping herself into a dark green gown, her eyes looking at herself in the floor-length mirror, smiling as she watched Kaine fastening his cufflinks behind her.

Winter and Stacy were downstairs, Stacy was curling her hair and Winter was applying her makeup while Ethan and Troy got ready as well. Once they'd finished with that, the women began to zip themselves into their dresses, Stacy in a dark purple that set off her…</description>
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        <description>What to Expect when your Wife is Expecting



Previous: Pushing the Envelope

Ella let Seeley walk her out, to the car, and she managed to stay okay the short trip home because…multiverse travel. But the moment they crossed the threshold she was running for the bathroom. “Gahhhhh…</description>
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