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08 November 2010 @ 04:27 pm
Trek Fic: Their Coats Were Brushed, Their Faces Washed (Pike/McCoy, NC-17)  
Title: Their Coats Were Brushed, Their Faces Washed (Part 42 of To Talk of Many Things)
Authors: mga1999 and skyblue_reverie
Fandom & Pairing: Star Trek Reboot (aka AOS, ST XI, etc.), Pike/McCoy
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Word Count: Around 4400
Summary: The correspondence and personal journals of Christopher Pike and Leonard McCoy.
A/N: From skyblue_reverie: This chapter is the answer to life, the universe and everything. Just don't ask me what the question is. From mga1999: I have a job interview tomorrow (Tuesday), my first interview in over ten years and first time possibly back to work in 8. HOLD ME.

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Personal Journal of Christopher R. Pike

Sunday 2260.280

Home sweet home. As much I love San Francisco, and even space, Mojave will always home to me. And being here with Len -- There are just no words.

We left the engagement party at about 2300. The party was still in full swing, but I was tired and coughing, had a fever and frankly, I'd had enough. We were there promptly at 1900 and five hours were more than enough time to appease my mother.

I sound like I'm ungrateful, and really I'm not. The party wasn't as bad as I expected it to be. Len's eyes got a little wide when we came downstairs, but I just held his hand tighter and into the fray we went. I have to admit that having whatever this bug is came in handy at times. I could just cough and point to my throat and act like I was losing my voice more than I actually was and excuse myself away pretty easily.

I would venture to guess there were about a thousand people there. Since there were so many dignitaries and even royalty, security was extremely tight. Only two members of the press were authorized. Of course that didn't stop the throngs of reporters and paparazzi outside the hotel. Somehow they got word that Len and I had checked in early. At one point later in the day there was even a hover-copter outside the balcony of our room.

Luckily, the window controls were already set to private or there would have been some very pornographic pictures hitting the newsnets shortly after. I was standing at the end of the bed literally buried in Len's ass when they hovered at our window. He was on his hands and knees and I was fucking him hard from behind. I'll admit, it got me a little hot, thinking they might be getting pictures, and when I said as much to Len, asked him if he liked that people might be watching -- taking holos -- Obviously it fed into his exhibitionist kink because, fuck, he came apart, spurting all over the bed without me even touching his cock. Hottest thing I've ever seen.

Truthfully, I'm surprised we weren't walking funny when we went downstairs. Other than a short nap when we first arrived, and later in the afternoon when Jim brought our bags over, we pretty much sucked or fucked each other as soon as we were hard again. I certainly made up for my dry spell, and while I got a little dizzy and winded at times, it was worth it. I have to admit, I was a little worried since I hadn't -- Well, since I've had pretty much no sex drive the last few weeks. I was more than relieved that it obviously wasn't a problem from the moment I saw him get out of the hovercab. Fuck, how that man turns me on.

It's early morning here on the ranch, and Len is still sleeping. We arrived just before midnight after the party and went right to bed. I was exhausted and so damn relieved and happy to be with Len that we just dropped the bags in the entryway, and I pulled him down the long hallway to my bedroom. We stripped while he chewed me out about taking care of myself and how I shouldn't have been at the party with my fever or exerted myself as much as I had today. I swear if I hadn't been so tired I would have pushed him down on his knees and shut him up by sticking my cock in his mouth. I knew I would have passed out though, and that would have made his tirade worse. So I simply got in bed, and let him give me a couple hypos. I was asleep before I even got to really enjoy having him in my bed for the first time. I will definitely make up for that tonight.

This morning, after I give him the grand tour of the house and property, I'm taking him over so we can meet Nora. Then I figure I'll show him around town, and we can have lunch at my favorite greasy diner. He can grouse at me about the big juicy bacon cheeseburger I'm going to have like he does with Jim. After that, other than going to see Nora every day, I think we'll be staying in until we have to leave Wednesday morning.

I probably should talk more about the engagement party, but in some ways it was just a blur. The grand ballroom at the hotel was beautiful. I have to hand it to my mother, everything is always first rate. It was good to see extended members of my family again, especially several from down under and offworld who weren't able to make my parents' anniversary celebration. I enjoyed catching up, and introducing Len to everyone. I also think half the Admirality were there, and it was good to see Richard and his wife. I was worried that some of them might corner Jim, but my father had obviously clued the women in my family in on which ones would be a problem. I saw them, even aunts and great aunts, running interference for him all night. That was a relief, but I also felt bad that it hadn't occured to me beforehand to protect him like that. The kid looks tired, but Len said Jim hadn't been able to sleep at all during the twenty-two hours it took them to get to earth. Explains why Len was so tired too.

Dancing with Len -- I know this is going to sound sappy, but it was like I'd really never danced with anyone before. I know we danced at the Starfleet ball and at my parents' anniversary party, but this was different. I just felt so much love for him with the orchestra playing. Glancing over at my mom, and seeing her smile, and heck even seeing Jim smiling watching us -- Damn, I'm getting choked up here. Must be the cold.

Jim and my family seemed to really hit it off. I don't think I've ever seen him smile so much as when he was dancing with my grandmother. I knew those two would get a long famously. I think he was a little surprised to be seated at the table with us and my immediate family. He didn't eat a lot, or drink for that matter. Even my grandmother was after him about eating more. I did see him disappear with the Risian Ambassador for awhile and come back looking thouroughly fucked. I'm just glad he had a good time, although I didn't get to spend time talking with him like I'd hoped.

Well, I think I'm going to go put coffee on for Len and see what Annie has stocked the fridge with for breakfast. Knowing her, she probably has something already cooked that we just need to heat up.

Now, if I could just figure out how to slow time down. I have a feeling these three days are going to go way too fast.

To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: James Kirk (jkirk@starfleet.gov)
Date sent: Sunday 2260.280

Dear Chris,

I'm sorry we didn't get to talk much the short time I was on earth. While I knew that you and Bones were going to take off to the hotel after we arrived, I didn't think it would be so soon. Not that I blame you, and if it was anyone else, I'm sure I'd have a sexual innuendo to throw your way. But honestly, the sight of you with your tongue stuck down Bones' throat in the hallway is already giving me nightmares. Thanks a lot. Then I figured we'd have some time at the party to talk. Thought you'd want to get out of there for awhile and we could find a quiet spot outside. Holy shit though, old man, that was some craziness at that party. I thought the paparazzi were bad following me around last shore leave, but it was unbelievable how many were outside the hotel and trying to get inside. Dude, they were relentless. They kept the security staff busy, that's for sure.

I really enjoyed meeting your family. Your mother is... well, she's amazing. I can't believe she went to so much trouble to have my favorite meal prepared at lunch. I even have leftovers she had sealed up for me to take back to the Enterprise. You were a lucky kid growing up and your father is a very, very lucky man. I enjoyed the afternoon I spent with them immensely.

Speaking of your father... Man, he has some opinions, doesn't he? I respect that. It was good practice for me debating with him. He brought up a lot of good points about allowing my captaincy, both for and against. He didn't mince words, but I felt like I won him over by the end. He made a point of coming and finding me before he left the party. That made me feel good.

Your grandmother is a riot! She wore me out on the dance floor! I think she introduced me to every single person at that party that she wasn't trying to keep me away from. How the hell does she remember everyone at her age? Shit. She's incredible. She was just so amazingly nice to me. All of your family was. Annie is so generous and not to mention gorgeous. I'l confess that I was pretty nervous about attending. I didn't think I'd really know anyone other than you and Bones. I didn't know Philip and Allen would be there so that was nice. I knew there would be a lot of brass and diplomats and shit your family is good at diversion. Do the women in your family plan their tactics? Because, man, they should be teaching a class at The Academy at how well they kept the asshats away from me. Instead of worrying about that, I was able to just enjoy myself.

The party rocked and your mom certainly goes all out. After meeting your mother and how she spoiled me at their house, I shouldn't have been surprised. Thank you for allowing me to come, Chris. I know it probably wasn't easy for you, but it meant a lot to Bones... It meant a lot to me too. You two look happy. I will admit I got a bit misty eyed at a couple points in the evening. Excuse me for getting all mushy here, but seeing you two dance, and how you looked at each other across the room when you were apart mingling... Well, I don't look at them often, but I have a few holos of my parents dancing, some at formal functions, some just around our old farmhouse. Everyone always told me how in love they were. I could see that in those holos, and I could see it watching you and Bones. Shit, I'm becoming... Hell, one of those wimps that cry at Hallmark commercials. I blame you both.

I probably should be responding to your comm now, but I honestly don't know what else to say. I guess we should just keep talking to each other in comms like we have been. As uncomfortable as we both feel, it's probably better that we didn't get the opportunity to talk in person last night.

I'm doing okay, Chris. There are times that I'm not, but Bones always seems to know, and he just has his way of... I don't know how to explain it. Actually, I could explain it, but at times I feel like I shouldn't. That those moments only belong to me and Bones. I'm sure you understand what I mean... And fuck, I'm sure this isn't helping with your jealousy shit. But you told me last night, for the few minutes we did get to talk... You looked me right in my eyes and made me promise not to lie or hide anything from you just because I thought you wouldn't like it. I don't know. It might take me awhile to believe that, Chris. I hope you can understand.

Thanks again for allowing me to come. For telling me that I'm part of your family, and thanks to your family especially for making me feel like I truly am.

Gonna try to get some sleep before I get back to Enterprise. Who knows what Spock has done with her while I've been gone. I hope you and Bones enjoy your time together. Feel better, old man. I love you.


To: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)
From: Philip Boyce (pboyce@starfleet.gov)
Date sent: Sunday 2260.280

Dear Len,

I know you told me at the party to call you right after my meeting at Starfleet this morning, but I didn't want to disturb you and Chris.

I'm attaching the recording of the discussion I just had with my immunologist contacts at Starfleet Medical for your review. At this point, I think I have to agree with them that we need to start weaning Chris off the immuno-suppressant drug regimen. I think they are doing him more harm than good. I know you would have liked to keep him on them longer, since your procedure for the Centaurian slugs' eradication was a new and untested protocol. But I really don't think we have a choice anymore considering he can't even fight off a common cold now. If he were to contract something worse - Well, I don't think I need to tell you how serious that would be. Let me know what you think, and we can consult on a time frame.

I hope I'm not overstepping my bounds here, but may I make a suggestion to you? I've known Chris and been around his family the entire time I've known him. I don't know how much time you've spent with Willa or Kathleen around him, or how they cater to his every whim, but let me just say this: Baby him a little, Len. He tries so hard to be the tough stoic type, and he may complain like crazy, but I have a hunch it will help with the problems you two have been having. I know he's scared about his health even though he won't admit it. We both know he's going to be fine, but Chris doesn't. This entire medical crisis since Narada has rattled him to his core. You know that as well as I do I'm sure, and I certainly know he's not an easy man to deal with. I also think you're the only person other than Willa and Kathleen that could get away with it and live to tell about it. I think he needs it right now. Especially from you.

Just my opinion of course from long-time observation, seeing him with Willa and Kathleen. Feel free to ignore me. I can be a meddling old man at times.

Take care and enjoy your time together. Give me a call anytime.


To: Philip Boyce (pboyce@starfleet.gov)
From: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)
Date sent: Sunday 2260.280

Dear Philip,

Thanks for your comm. I think you're right about the immuno-suppressants. We've got to stop them. Damn it. It's not ideal, but then nothing about Chris's health is ideal since the Narada. Obviously, though, the drugs are doing more harm than good now, so I agree with you, it's time to wean him off. I can consult with you about a schedule, or I can leave it in your capable hands, since you see him more regularly than I do and probably have a better feel for what dose adjustments he can handle and at what intervals.

And... thanks for the advice about dealing with Chris. I'm sure you know that patience and a good bedside manner aren't often noted among my more outstanding qualities as a doctor. Sometimes it's hard to remember that Chris isn't just another patient. Well, I mean, not that I could ever forget that, but you know what I mean. It's hard to remember to act like his lover, not just his doctor.

But you're right, he obviously does need to be pampered a little, and it's equally obvious that he'd never ask for any such thing. Hell, it would probably never even occur to him. In fact, I'm guessing I may have a fight on my hands when I try it. But if there's one arena where I'm a match for Chris, it's stubbornness. So consider it done, all right?

I hope all's well with you and Allen and the kids. Looking forward to the next time we have a chance to get together.


Personal Journal of Leonard H. McCoy

Date: Monday 2260.281

I think I just got a slap upside the head from Philip Boyce. A gentle one, but a slap nonetheless. Hell, I probably deserved it. He basically told me to quit taking the "tough love" approach and ease up on Chris. He's known Chris for a lot longer than I have, so I trust his opinion. Plus, well, it's obvious that my usual way of dealing with recalcitrant patients doesn't work so well with Chris, so I guess it was time to try something different anyway.

So ever since I got his comm yesterday, I've been trying to baby Chris a little. Pamper him. From the looks Chris has been giving me, I'm pretty sure he thinks I've been replaced by an alien shapeshifter or something. Am I usually that much of a hard-ass that a little gentleness takes him so off guard? Shit, that's not a very pleasant thought.

Well, what's done is done and there's no changing it. Just got to do better from here on out -- if Chris will let me, that is. You'd think I was torturing him, the way he carries on if I try to do something nice for him. Last night I tried to draw him a bath and give him a backrub, and he kept waving me away, saying something about how he wasn't infirm and didn't need to be treated like an old man. I tried to explain that I just wanted to make him feel good but he was having none of it. It was about to erupt in a fight so finally I just stalked away, went outside so I could take a few deep breaths and calm down.

When I got back, we both apologized, but he looked still kind of... I don't know, suspicious, I guess, of what I was doing. So I backed off and let him fuck me through the mattress -- not that that was a hardship, mind -- and then he seemed to feel a bit better, having re-asserted his manly dominance or some crap. It left him winded, though. I could see he expected me to rip into him for overdoing it, but I just kept my mouth shut, curled up with him, and lay there in his arms. Have to admit, the way he relaxed and just held me, stroking my hair while his pulse slowed down to normal -- well, it was much more pleasant than having an argument about whether he was pushing himself too hard.

This morning I made him breakfast in bed, and he didn't make a peep, although he did glare at me a little. But I could tell he liked it, even if he didn't want to admit it. Then I sucked his brains out through his dick, and he insisted on returning the favor.

After that, we got showered and dressed so we could go over and see Nora again. I met her for the first time yesterday, and it was a kick. She's a beauty, and full of spirit. She's obviously got everyone at the stable, human and animal, wrapped around her -- well, little finger isn't the right word. Hoof? Whatever. She knows it, too. She's downright pleased with herself. Reminds me a little of Jim, actually, not that I'd ever tell Chris or Jim that. They'd both be pissed, for totally different reasons.

The Mojave ranch is different than I expected, somehow. Less barren, prettier. Don't get me wrong -- the surrounding desert is as stark as anything I've ever seen, and can compare with alien landscapes for sheer weirdness, but Chris's property is irrigated, and even though I wouldn't exactly call it lush, it's beautiful, with walking trails and lots of vegetation that obviously wouldn't grow without human intervention.

The weather isn't as brutal as I expected, either. Well, Chris tells me that's because October is one of the most pleasant months here, but still, it's a nice surprise.

And the house itself is beautiful. It's very Chris, in a way that nowhere else I've been with him has been. Moreso than his apartment in San Francisco, for sure. This feels like it's his home, without question. There's a lot of bare cedar wood planking on the interior and exterior, and the scent of it is just incredible. The furniture isn't fancy or anything, just plain and comfortable. And the bedroom is amazing, with a huge skylight in the ceiling, giving us an unbelievable view of the stars when we're lying in bed at night. It's quiet here -- it feels like there's no one around for hundreds of miles, even though there's a town only a short hovercar trip away.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I could really get to love this place. I know he's planning on leaving it to Annie, though, and it's her home, so I probably shouldn't get too attached. It's hard, though -- it's like the house is a physical representation of everything that I love about Chris. It's solid, strong, not fancy or fussy, just there, withstanding the elements, giving shelter I know I can depend on.

Guess in the end, it doesn't matter if I have that in a building, as long as I've got it in him.

And on that ridiculously sappy note, I'm going to end this and go track down that wayward fiance of mine so I can actually spend time with him while we're on the same planet.

To: James Kirk (jkirk@starfleet.gov)
From: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
Date sent: Monday 2260.281

Dear Jim,

Son, I want to apologize that I didn't make time to talk to you at my parents' house or at the party. I should have. I planned on it, I honestly meant to, but well -- I don't know if Len told you -- I'm sure he did, but we had a rough couple of weeks before the party and I was being selfish and needed to be with him. I still should have made time though, and I'm sorry.

I'm glad you had a good time. I meant what I said -- You are family as far as I'm concerned. I'm pretty sure you could tell that was true for my family too. They have always known you mean a lot to me, and they know how important to Len you are too. A family is something you will never lack no matter what stupid things I do. Remember that. Enough said.

I also don't want you to censor yourself about Len. I do understand that you have your doubts and they are not unfounded considering what an idiot I've been. I'm not going to pretend that when you say things, that it doesn't bother me. That is not your problem, or Len's problem for that matter. It's mine and I need to learn to deal with it. I'm not blind, Jim. I know there has always been some -- I don't know, connection isn't really the right word, between you and Len. It's different than the one I have with him, and I often wonder if -- Well, Len and I, as you know, have a bit of a communication issue at times. Something you and Len have never had a problem with. I envy that.

Moving on, I hope your trip back to Enterprise was better than your trip home. If it's any consolation, I never sleep well when I've left my ship either. The only reason I got any rest is Philip sedated me half the trip. Not that I like that, but I'm learning it beats the alternative at times. I was well rested and not a complete zombie at the party like I probably would have been otherwise.

Yesterday we went and met the horse I got Len for his birthday. I know Len has shown you the holos, but they don't do her justice. Nora's really a beauty and she certainly takes after her owner in sheer stubbornness. She's already got Len absolutely besotted. He was making fun of Annie for being so attached at the party, but now the shoe is on the other foot. I think if he could, he'd take her back to the Enterprise with him. We spent a couple hours with her and then I literally had to drag him away to lunch. Not exactly good for my ego that I've been seemingly replaced by a two-month-old filly.

Speaking of Len, I think I just heard the door open and close. He went out for a run before lunch. I'm supposed to be napping, but couldn't really sleep. I'd better go see what rabbit food he's probably making me for lunch. I guess I'll let him have his way since he didn't really grouse at the bacon cheeseburger I had yesterday. I could tell he wanted to. He even opened his mouth and I was waiting for the lecture, but he grabbed his coffee and took a long swig. Actually, he's been acting a bit strange since yesterday morning, now that I think about it. Well, I'll just let it go for now. If he gets any weirder, though, I might comm Philip to come and give him a physical.

Take care of yourself, son, and stay safe.


On to the next part!
zauzatzauzat on November 9th, 2010 12:46 am (UTC)
A very sweet chapter. Jim and Chris's correspondence is great. The family looking out for Jim too. Phil's intervention is lovely. Len trying to pamper Chris and Chris being all suspicious is adorable.
(And good luck with the interview! Fingers crossed that it works out.)
Jude: st - pike/mccoymga1999 on November 9th, 2010 03:46 am (UTC)
Thank you!

I find it hilarious that Chris would think aliens had switched his boyfriend because Len was being especially 'nice'. I don't know why that amuses me so much, but it does.
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Jude: st - pike/mccoymga1999 on November 9th, 2010 03:48 am (UTC)
It is totally hilarious the way Chris is freaked out about Len being 'nice'. And dammit, Jim needed some family other than Bones, so hopefully he has that now.

Thank you!
sexycazzy: Pike b/wsexycazzy on November 9th, 2010 01:17 am (UTC)
Loved the comms from & to different people like Boyce and Jim in this chapter and their POVs on things - that was awesome!

I grinned when Len tried his best to pamper Chris and having him to look at Len like he was crazy but am sure that once Chris got over it, he will enjoy it more, esp. if Len keeps throwing in 'sexual stuff' as well! ~wink~

Full of win for Chris's family adopting Jim in - I think he needed it!

Brilliant as always

(And good luck on the interview!)
Jude: st - pike/mccoymga1999 on November 9th, 2010 04:13 am (UTC)
Yes, I think Len will need to throw in the sexual stuff so Chris isn't convinced he's been replaced with an android or something. And yeah, it's about time Jim got himself a family me thinks.

Thank you! <3
(Anonymous) on November 9th, 2010 01:57 am (UTC)
Squealed like a fangirl when I saw this was up! Oh yeah, I am a fangirl. Anyway this was such a lovely chapter! The party sounds amazing. I love the Pike women for taking such good care of Jim and that he let them.

Damn paparazzi! Even in the future they have no class. Helicopters outside the bedroom window. Sheesh.

Phil is a great friend. Says his piece carefully then backs off.
I'm glad Len listened. Even if Chris does think he's lost his mind. This visit is going to be way too short for them to waste time grumbling about silly stuff like cheeseburgers.

I loved Len's description of the property. I'm not a desert fan either, but it sounds beautiful. It has just enough green to make it feel alive.

This was lovely enough to be the answer to many, many things, if not the eternal question8D.

Good luck with the job bb.
treksnoopytreksnoopy on November 9th, 2010 02:14 am (UTC)
That not really anon! It just me forgetting to log on when I posted from my spiffy new phone!
(no subject) - mga1999 on November 9th, 2010 04:15 am (UTC) (Expand)
snitches be crazy: st - pike/mccoyshighola on November 9th, 2010 02:10 am (UTC)
Sweetness and family, yay!!!
snitches be crazy: st - pike/mccoyshighola on November 9th, 2010 02:11 am (UTC)
And good luck on the interview!!!!
(no subject) - mga1999 on November 9th, 2010 04:16 am (UTC) (Expand)
amine_eyesamine_eyes on November 9th, 2010 02:17 am (UTC)
Oh I'm loving the sweetness! And damn that means a new dosage of hell ... can't these boys get a break? :D)

(And you don't need luck for the interview, you're going to go in and ROCK THEIR SOCKS :D)
Jude: st - pike/mccoymga1999 on November 9th, 2010 04:18 am (UTC)
I don't know what hell you are speaking of. Did we order a new dosage of hell skyblue_reverie? *ponders* I suppose we COULD break something. *g*

Seriously. As of now, nothing bad is planned for the next couple of parts. Of course, that might just be because we haven't had a planning session yet. *ducks*

Thank you! I sure hope I rock their socks. I want this job badly. <3
Weeping Naiad: ST: Pike/Kirk/McCoyweepingnaiad on November 9th, 2010 02:33 am (UTC)
First, good luck with the interview! I'm sure you'll do great!

Wonderful update! Len might have needed the slap upside the head from Phil, but Chris isn't being too accommodating, is he?

Glad that Chris' family took Jim in. Jim needs a family.

Love that they're spending some quality time together!

As lovely as ever, ladies!
Jude: st - pike/mccoymga1999 on November 9th, 2010 04:22 am (UTC)
Thank you! I SO want this job. It's perfect for what I need, and dammit, I don't want to have to go thru it anymore. /wimp

Of course Chris isn't being accomodating. That would be too easy. Philip may need to smack him too me thinks. We'll see.

(Anonymous) on November 9th, 2010 03:05 am (UTC)
Loved it
Was so happy to see this was posted. Couldn't wait to read it...and it was wonderful as always. Loved Phillip's suggestion to Len. And great to see Jim and Chris making some progress with each other in their messages.

Thanks as always for writing. And good luck with the job interview.
Jude: st - pike/mccoymga1999 on November 9th, 2010 04:24 am (UTC)
Re: Loved it
Thank you so much for the good wishes!

Jim and Chris are indeed making good progress. I think everyone is. Kinda scary isn't it? lol
The Hysterical Hystorian: Star Trek: McCoy/Pikeabigail89 on November 9th, 2010 03:06 am (UTC)
*holds you*
*so glad you're both feeling better*

Oh, darlin's. Such a nice, feel good chapter. I'm amazed at the scope of the engagement party! Yowsa! But of course, it would all just come down to Chris and Len, holding each other, gazing into each other's eyes. That's all it is.

Chris is making such great strides. I love his comm to Jim, about honesty and taking ownership of his shortcomings. I hope this goes a long way to healing their relationship. And that he considers Jim family--awww! That was a long-time coming, and something he could NOT have said even in the last few months, I'd wager.

Poor Len. I don't think it was a slap upside the head, as more a gentle reminder that Chris is NOT the caveman or the tough guy he thinks he is or projects to Len. Chris is lucky to have Philip with him, observing him, and passing on those observations. Of course Len wouldn't have that level of insight into Chris's changes over the years, but Philip definitely does. This should be interesting in the few precious days they have left together.

A lovely entry, gals. As always, I can't wait for the next one.
Jude: st - pike/mccoymga1999 on November 9th, 2010 04:31 am (UTC)
Thank you! And despite what she says, I DID NOT give skyblue_reverie my plague. Nope, did not. *g*

Chris is making great strides. I want to believe they all are. And at least they know that they are all making mistakes, but they are all committed to working them out. And sometimes that is more important in a relationship than those all encompassing feelings of love.

Them boys, all of them, might just make good adults someday.
secretsolitairesecretsolitaire on November 9th, 2010 04:04 am (UTC)
Lovely, lovely chapter! Nice to see everyone relatively peaceful and happy. So glad Jim was welcomed into the family, and that Len is going to give Chris a little TLC. (Yay for Philip! He was very diplomatic the way he stepped in there.) The correspondence between Jim and Chris showed some nice progress. And I laughed at Len mentally comparing his horse to Jim. :-D

Lots of luck with your interview. ♥
Jude: st - pike/mccoymga1999 on November 9th, 2010 04:33 am (UTC)
I laughed at Len comparing the horse to Jim too. Probably more than I should have, but it just caught me that way. /so easily amused.

Len is going to do his best to give Chris some TLC. We'll see if Chris survives it.

Thank you! <3
ivorysilkivorysilk on November 9th, 2010 05:34 am (UTC)
Yay! Another part, and I really love your Jim (yes, he's always the star of the show for me. Me? Obsessed? Nah ...)

Also, best of luck on the interview! I know you'll impress them. :-) Hope you like them too.
Jude: st - pike/mccoymga1999 on November 14th, 2010 08:21 pm (UTC)
Sorry for the tardy reply. RL has been a BEAST. <3

I join you in the Jim obsession. *high fives* I love writing Jim. So much fun he is.

The interview went well I think. They said it would take two weeks for notification so now I'm playing the waiting game. *meep*
fanarts_series: Bonesfanarts_series on November 9th, 2010 09:07 am (UTC)
Oh sweetie part, if really love the caring for Jim from Chris and Bones, family, it's really that.

I hope that Chris is going to be ok i'm allways affraid by the issues of health of Chris.

Nice part.
Jude: st - pike/mccoymga1999 on November 14th, 2010 10:53 pm (UTC)
Thank you, and sorry for the very late reply. Chris will be fine. Eventually. He's simply too much fun to play with. *g*
elfsausage: bones-pike010elfsausage on November 9th, 2010 10:40 am (UTC)
Jim has a family! I love that Chris and he are back to being father & son again :-)

And nice!Bones is scary. This is SO awesome. I wondered if Chris would put a hand to his forehead to check for fever ;-)

And good luck in your interview today, bb. *crosses fingers for you*
Jude: st - pike/mccoymga1999 on November 14th, 2010 11:17 pm (UTC)
Sorry for the late reply. The interview went well I think, now the dreaded wait. Oy.

I could just see Chris going and getting the tricorder while Len is sleeping and looking for some strange alien virus for the explanation for his behavior. *nods*

imachar: Surfer!Pike2imachar on November 9th, 2010 01:35 pm (UTC)
Awww....no angst...damn that was lovely. I love Phil's tactful reminder that Chris isn't as tough as he likes to pretend; I love Jim being so happy at being accepted into Chris' family; I love the sex obviously - especially the kinky little exhibitionist thrill; I love the desert - but I am a total desert person; but the thing I loved the most - and made me LOL was Jim calling Chris 'dude'....great chapter ladies. And let me add my best wishes for the interview..
Jude: st - pike/mccoymga1999 on November 15th, 2010 01:00 am (UTC)
Okay, so triple dose of angst coming up then. Got it! *g*

I love the desert, but loathe the heat. Yes, I know I'm crazy.

Sorry for the late reply. RL has been a BEAST this week. Interview went well, now the long wait to hear... *meep*

Bookish Hooliganyeomanrand on November 9th, 2010 05:52 pm (UTC)
I love this (as I love the whole thing) and enjoyed it (as I enjoy the whole thing) even if I keep sucking at saying so.

But I also thought I should share with you that the title keeps making me think of an episode of Dangermouse wherein the following exchange takes place:

Dangermous: Straighten your tie, blow your nose, and keep a stiff upper lip!
Penfold: Right! Straighten my nose, stiffen my tie, and blow my lipper-up.
imachar: Surfer Pike 1imachar on November 9th, 2010 07:57 pm (UTC)
Hee Dangermouse, I was just introducing my child to the wonders of Dangermouse (thank you YouTube) the other day....
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