Jaime had eaten, stumbled upstairs, and fallen asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. Not from physical exhaustion so much as being completely emotionally wrung out.

He woke up slowly, his mind drifting back to a morning that wasn't so long ago for him. He frowned sleepily until he realized why... His pillow smelled like Momoko's shampoo. ( Read more... )

Years ago, or was it yesterday? Did it matter, really, though, since where it happened, if it happened, no longer exists?


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"Just a quick check and we're off to the beach, right?"

Right.

Blue Beetle hovered at a particular point in space, over nothing much to see.

"Just a quick dip into the bleed, and then we're done."

He blurred, and shimmered, and then disappeared.

And didn't reappear.

Jaime had his bag for the weekend all packed, and was really looking forward to some time hanging out with Priestly at the beach. After all, he hadn't had a real vacation in forever, and he was totally due one ( Read more... )

"Man, that was awesome, Mrs. Reyes," Paco said, pushing back slightly from the table and letting out a pleased sigh. "I totally want to make fun of Jaime for living with his parents, but then I get invited over for dinner and..." He shook his head. He'd live at home, too ( Read more... )

Jaime was really glad that Valentines was pretty much over. Not because he was alone this year, though the fact that the past two years he'd just been in the early stages of a relationship ( Read more... )

The mission had been a success. It had been long, and busy, and incredibly demanding. He'd barely had time to sleep, worked himself into exhaustion every day, and managed not to think about anything but fighting alien invaders for a whole week ( Read more... )

So tomorrow, I'm gonna be on a boat. And I'll be on said boat for a week. Considering the very, very, very insane rates for internet, you can be pretty sure that I won't be around for that week.

Hence Jaime being OFF IN SPACE.

Just figured I'd give people a heads-up in case you try to get in touch with me while I'm off.

After his mom had walked in on him crying last week, the cat had kind of gotten out of the bag. He'd told her everything he knew about what was going on. And then gotten Brenda, Paco, and his dad together so he only had to tell the story once more ( Read more... )

Jaime was bent over his desk putting the last screw back into his phone. He'd managed to repair it. What normally would be a really interesting exercise was just a chore that Jaime felt he had to do. Because he needed his phone. There were people to call ( Read more... )