Ah, angst and sweetness and hotness and more angst, all wrapped up in lovely prose...it's almost like you're part of an evil conspiracy to keep me rereading this chapter instead of the terminology-laden introduction to 'Against the Romance of Community' that I need to have done for tomorrow...
Also, your sex scenes, both your usual style and what you do here, are EXCELLENT. Speaking as someone who has difficulty writing explicit sex scenes--though for slightly different reasons--I sympathize with the struggle for effective sexual vocabulary. It's tricky, trying to find the line between "too clinical" and "too ridiculously slangy and juvenile for words." For what it's worth, I think you're doing a fine job. I hope your writing crisis works itself out, and I'm really intrigued by your brief description of your original story. I hope I get to read it in some form someday.

"He feels her, suddenly, feels every molecule of her pulsing away in front of him; he feels her pain, her sadness, her longing, her worry—he wants to soak her up until they’re fused together and everything that is not them slips back against the power of them together so everything can be okay."
Aargh! Yes!! This is *so* them, the pain and the loss and the fear the codependent neediness and the need to just hole up and cuddle forever, dammit--okay, that last part may be just me projecting my need to see them cuddle forever.
Anyhow, very beautiful chapter, achingly so.
Also: sorry to keep doing this nitpicky thing, but I'm a grammar freak, and it should be "esque" not "eske."

E! New chapters! Excellence! And so many at once--I feel like a little kid at Christmas. :)
This was probably my favorite part:
"Motion, motion is good. Emotion is not. Maybe one can prevent the other. What is the right here? Anger. Anger is good."
You definitely captured Eames here, plus (and possibly this is just me overanalyzing) I like the allusion to the episode where Goren mocked the "Chops" kid for not knowing socially appropriate emotional responses, for having to flip through a mental Rolodex until he came to them.
Also, congratulations on officially becoming the third person I have ever read who writes Eames' family well. I mean, I know it's not like we have actual examples of her family to measure characterization against, but just from the things she's let slip plus just the kind of person she is (not just genetics but formative environment) I think you did a great job. Fanfic needs more well-written Eames family.

I will look forward to when you post another chapter. I am entranced by this story so far, at how they cope with events. can't wait to see how it turns out.

I really liked this chapter. It was Alex needing someway to get her emotions out, and it was Bobby who was there for her. I liked the part where he's coloring with her the most though. It was so simple and sweet.

That was a really good chapter. I liked the "Wrinkle in Time" reference. I also liked "Yogurt so bitterly acidic it makes her shudder—like pineapple on just-brushed teeth" That was a really great description!

So...I just wanted to reiterate that I think your writing is wonderful, and beautiful and real. The way you capture emotions and tnat everything can be o.k, but yet not tied up in a pretty little bow, because, hey, life is like that isn't it?

Anyway, I really hope you get the desire to write more chapters and more stories. Especially one after this past episode "Lady's Man".

please let me know if I can read your work anywhere else.

this all reads very real. i LOVED bobby coloring with alex. that was pure love and understanding right there. and at the end, alex's anger, as frustrating and confusing as it is for bobby, is also very real. if he could get outside his own emotions and do his detective thing, he would understand that it's about her grandmother and about life and death, but of course he is too involved to distance himself like that -- at least in the immediate aftermath of such an intense experience. i hope you get back to this sooner than you expect because it is really good. as for the book, i say trust your muse. if what you've written doesn't feel right, maybe it needs to simmer awhile. at the right time, your muse will lead the way.

well-described. you have a way with words about emotions! i can feel the hurt and the hollowness and their different/similar pain. i like it that bobby saw that they did the same thing to each other in hiding information; i hope at some level alex realizes it.

busted! well, it had to happen sooner or later. i think you've captured alex's raw emotions the way they would be ... and bobby's difficulty expressing himself emotionally being overcome by his love for alex. this is an interesting, different take on alex's family, especially her dad. i will be intrigued to see how things go between him and bobby and between him and alex.

Okay, okay, okay, if your book is anything even REMOTELY like this, YOU NEED TO KEEP GOING. Because, and I don't care what you say about your sex scenes, this is REALLY GOOD. I mean, REALLY REALLY GOOD. And the following is meant as a compliment, not something to seem weird/creepy:
You are one of those people that when I get an e-mail saying that you've uploaded a new chapter, I SQUEE, drop EVERYTHING and ANYTHING, and go off to read it immedietly. I look forward to your chapters/stories (not to put pressure on you) and I LOVE THEM!

this feels real. all the chaos and conflicting emotions and fear and inadequacy. great line about bobby's voice in her crevices. i am intriguied by the reactions of various people seeing them together. especially alex's wary dad!

I'm glad she let him come with her. It's sad that he's not able to let her get close to him. Hopefully, he just needs time.

You killed me. Twice. No, wait, three times.
In a good way.
Allow me to explain:
Here is Daystar, meandering happily through the fields of B/A relationship angst, as our two wayward protagonists codependently deal with a loved one's illness. Meander meander meander--ah holy shit what the fuck!...okay, death. Death is apparently the angst on the menu today. Readjusting settings...alright, here is Daystar meandering through the fields of B/A relationship angst as our two wayward protagonists deal with the death of a loved one. Meander me--ah!Oh my god she's alive! Okay. Okay. I can deal with this. Deep breaths. Here is Daystar meandering through the fields of B/A angst as our two wayward protagonists deal with the close call of a loved one, meand--AH!

good move! i like that you have brought something unsettling to alex. when bobby focuses on himself, he gets lost. but the minute alex is in need he pulls it together because he loves her and she needs him. excellent choice by you! i hope, as shaky as he is, that he can start taking steps to get himself out of his head and back into life.