A collection of little Reid/Deborah moments.

Deborah & Edmund's musings through the finale. my followup to Non Je Ne Regrette Rien. rated T to be be safe. Part the 7th is up. More is on the way. R&R and as always, enjoy!

In which death is only temporary and Hobbs visits Jackson during the Captain's time locked away in a police cell.

****Inspector Reid takes a nasty fall whilst making an arrest - and it falls to Jackson to tend to him!

So Det. Sgt. Drake has a new friend, if only it could be so simple...

It looks like this is the end of the line, old girl. You reached up on your tiptoes to get what you could from the very top shelf and you reached much too high – so high, in fact, that you couldn't hold your balance and fell. If only you'd seen that what you really needed was waiting for you at eye level. (Series 1 finale)

Matthew Judge is chosen to protect Caitlin as he does not seem capable of love, a trait Theodore Swift respects. But he cannot control his wayward daughter who does enjoy a challenge. This is the story of how she eventually gets her own way and the consequences of how their actions will change everyone's lives forever. Jackson/Susan pre London. Rated for sex/violence/language

Ms. Goren's thoughts during her stolen moment with Inspector Reid. From my irrepressible fangirl thoughts after the "Tournament of Shadows" episode. Complete... for now, but I'm always open to suggestions...

Death was always a part of their life. Those who lay upon the metal table, cold and empty, had a story to tell. One that they were going to tell. Jackson/OC.

It's not greatly exciting, but it's how they meet - Alice and Bennet - and how this story beings. You'll find romance, violence, lies and triumphs (of the heroes and criminals) within.

Jackson and Susan's last night as Matthew and Caitlin.

How did Mathew become homer? What happened that final day? Does any one ever come looking for the Captian?

Can Edmund Reid face his demons before they tear him apart? Told from Emily Reid's point of view.

People died. People always die. It's what we do (or rather we don't do) afterwards that matters. Pre-slash and angst.