tthdrabbles | Year in the Life verse Drabbles

Title: Pretend to Fish
Author: lisa roquin
Fandom:BtVS/SG1
Pairing: none
Rating: pg
Disclaimer: No copyrighted charecters are any way shape or form mine. They belong to their respective creators, production companies, publishers etc. No harm intended. No money made.
Summary: Father, er, Clone and sons
Author's Note: Falls into the YitL-verse,

tthdrabbles summer nights challenge.

"You do know there are no fish in the pond," Xander glared at Jon.

"That's not the point," Jon snorted.

"It's getting dark,"

"We've got the tent and for cryin' out loud we're on the ranch. If you're that big of a baby there's the four wheeler--go on back to the house."

Xander and Chase exchanged a glance.

"Quit rolling your eyes," Jon ordered.

"Beer?" Chase asked reaching into the cooler.

Xander and Jon both held out their hands.

"Why are you two out here?"

Xander stared at Jon a moment. "Uh, you asked."

"Smart ass, we have the whole weekend off."

"Unless the planet is under imminent threat of invasion or being sucked into hell without notice." Xander snarked.

"Weekend. Dates...you're hanging out with me." Jon snorted. "Women I'm interested in want to pat me on the head or set me up with their daughters or neices or something."

"Oh yay, the geezer-child's having a pity party, Chase," Xander teased trying to lighten the mood.

Chase shook his head. "Dating women off base is a breach of national security, not interested on any on base."

Xander shrugged. "We're not suffering. Quit angsting and pretend to fish."

Title: Rockwell
Author: lisa roquin
Fandom:BtVS/SG1
Pairing: Sam/Pete
Rating:g-pg
Disclaimer: No copyrighted charecters are any way shape or form mine. They belong to their respective creators, production companies, publishers etc. No harm intended. No money made.
Summary: Summer evening at the Clan SG1 main house.
Author's Note: falls into the YitL 'verse. written for

tthdrabbles summer nights challenge

Pete Shanahan smiled contentedly.

"What?" Sam smiled handing him a glass of ice tea before she sat on the back porch swing next to him.

"Just a perfect day. Something from a Norman Rockwell painting or something."

Sam raised an eyebrow.

Cordelia was still on her "Teach Shifu to play like a normal child" kick. The glowing incorporeal form of Shifu was on one of the swingset swings being 'pushed' by Cordelia. Zayn on the next swing being pushed by Connor. A pair of high powered telescopes were up on a tower built in the yard by Xander. Jake, Remy, Nick and Sha'ra had their sleeping bags and were spending the night studying the stars.

Daniel had been drug out of his office, but brought his work with him and was currently muttering in Abydonian at the translation and research spread over one of the picnic tables. Papers wighted down from the summer breeze with Coleman lanterns. The occasional gunshot or staff weapon fire heard from the distance where Teal'c and Jack were working with Rya'c's aim in the dark. Janet was stuck on base dealing with SG14's injuries from PR34-KB19.

Sam started giggling. "You've been around us way too long, hon,"