It was a good thing that they were off for Thanksgiving today. Jaime would have skipped class if there had been any. There wasn't any way he would have been able to pay attention anyway.

He was too busy poring over files. After his talk with Dinah on Monday he'd started calling in favors. He'd tossed an email to Oracle, he'd suited up and ( Read more... )

Jaime finished his shake with a slurp and flopped back in the booth. Paco was eying him with a look he totally recognized ( Read more... )

The Fourth of July wasn't an especially big holiday for the Reyes family, but it was a holiday, and holidays were about family and friends. The sun was shining, the grill was lit, and there was way too much food. Jaime was out back with his dad 'learning how to run a proper grill'. Which mostly meant wearing a bemused expression as his dad ( Read more... )

Jaime was packing up for a quick trip home. It'd been a while, after all, and Easter was coming up ( Read more... )

It had been a late night last night, catching up with people he hadn't seen in 20 years. He hadn't been sure he was going to make it, really, what with the way things were back home, but he and Traci had somehow managed to squeeze a weekend into their schedule, and he'd finally been able to introduce people to her ( Read more... )

It was a relief to find that Mei was smart enough to go to the Trooper station when lost. Though she did show her age when told by her parents that she had to leave behind some book about cows because it didn't belong to them. Two pieces of licorice from Momoko's pocket, however, quickly stalled any imminent tears and Mei was carried out of the ( Read more... )

Last night had been great. Like... really, really great. Jaime woke up slowly with a huge smile on his face. And he could wake up slowly, then maybe find Momoko and take her to lunch or something, then...

Wait... something was different.

Was there someone else in the room?

Jaime was taking a nap. Except it hadn't been planned and he was really just face-planted on his desk snoring lightly.

And his door was open.

Wouldn't it be nice if no one would come by and do something cruel like take pictures of him, or draw things on his face with the Sharpie which was in the pen cup by his hand?

Yeah. It would.

[Open door ( Read more... )

Walking back alone had seemed like a bad idea with the weather, so Jaime and Momoko had decided to head back to the dorms together after the memorial service. Not really to talk, but just so that neither of them would be alone ( Read more... )

The package Jaime had been waiting for had finally arrived. Hazards of online auction shipping, he supposed. It was late, but he'd gotten it, and that was what counted. So he was heading back to his room with a long cardboard tube under one arm and a huge grin on his face ( Read more... )