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stargateficrecShow: SG-1/Highlander
Rec Category: Crossover
Characters: Team, Methos, Joe
Pairings: None
Categories: Gen
Warnings: PG-13+ for a little bit of language and Highlander style violence
Author's Journal:
Author's Website: HiltonK's profile on Twisting the Hellmouth
Link: Curiosity over on Twisting the Hellmouth
Word Count: 22,359
Why This Must Be Read: Oh, the snark, the epic level snark! Think about it: Jack O'Neill and Methos. And Methos just being his curious self. *g* This is a very happy making series.
Snippet of Fic:
Adam had been having a really bad day. His coffee machine had broken to give the day a really bad start, then things had headed downhill from there, including belligerent sales assistants and almost being knocked down on his way to the bar.
“I miss the horse and carriage,” he muttered to himself and swung open the door to the bar.
His day improved immediately as the familiar warmth and smells washed over him. Heading over to his usual place at the bar, he quickly scanned the room.
He froze as he saw Daniel.
“Shit!”
Joe heard his exclamation and frantically tried to usher him out the back into his office.
“What the hell have you been up to now?” Joe hissed. “Those guys have been asking after you. Seem like a military bunch, although one claimed to be an old friend."
“That’s because he is.” Suddenly the tension slipped from Adam’s shoulders. “Well, who would have thought it? Daniel in the military, and actually taking me up on the offer of a drink.” He began to laugh out loud.
Rec Category: Crossover
Characters: Team, Methos, Joe
Pairings: None
Categories: Gen
Warnings: PG-13+ for a little bit of language and Highlander style violence
Author's Journal:
Author's Website: HiltonK's profile on Twisting the Hellmouth
Link: Curiosity over on Twisting the Hellmouth
Word Count: 22,359
Why This Must Be Read: Oh, the snark, the epic level snark! Think about it: Jack O'Neill and Methos. And Methos just being his curious self. *g* This is a very happy making series.
Snippet of Fic:
Adam had been having a really bad day. His coffee machine had broken to give the day a really bad start, then things had headed downhill from there, including belligerent sales assistants and almost being knocked down on his way to the bar.
“I miss the horse and carriage,” he muttered to himself and swung open the door to the bar.
His day improved immediately as the familiar warmth and smells washed over him. Heading over to his usual place at the bar, he quickly scanned the room.
He froze as he saw Daniel.
“Shit!”
Joe heard his exclamation and frantically tried to usher him out the back into his office.
“What the hell have you been up to now?” Joe hissed. “Those guys have been asking after you. Seem like a military bunch, although one claimed to be an old friend."
“That’s because he is.” Suddenly the tension slipped from Adam’s shoulders. “Well, who would have thought it? Daniel in the military, and actually taking me up on the offer of a drink.” He began to laugh out loud.
