Title: Questions
Fandom: Classic Equalizer, 1985-1989
Author: Me
Rating: G
Word Count: 111
Character/Pairings: Control (Robert Lansing), mention of Teri, an original character, Teri, his wife and an agent underneath him.
Warnings: none I can think of.
Summary: ?

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Sometimes Control wishes that he was as ubiquitous as everyone else thinks he is.

"Send Teri to me," he orders over the squawk box intercom.

"Yes, Sir," comes the dutiful reply.

He pinches his nose, hard. He scrabbles in a drawer for a bottle of ibuprofen and one of Tums, both almost empty. He tosses the medicines down together, grimacing at the taste. Chasing them with cold coffee makes him seriously consider his hidden bottle of bourbon, but he leaves it alone.

< Why did she need a machete in the desert? Why on earth did she put in a reimbursement request for it? >

He didn't really want to know. Did he?

I apologize for not being around this year - I had plans...

Unfortunately, my computer's motherboard has died, enough that I'm afraid it won't boot again. Plus, my father managed to break both hips this year. One in February, the other in August. I am now the family driver. Other things make it unlikely that I will get another computer until probably sometime in the middle of next year.

I am using the computer at the library, but have no idea (and so am not making promises) when I can be here. I've tried posting from my phone, and that didn't work. I'll try again, but a small screen and tiny buttons don't always work well with big fingers. I hope it'll work; I miss reading my inbox.

I am especially sorry to those that I've missed birthdays, etc.

I have started writing again, which is a plus.

I will be back. Looking forward to 2017, it's got to be calmer than this year has been!

Take care,
Theresa

This scene was inspired by the WriYe prompt “With our own eyes we see," on 1/3/16. It's a bit dark, in my opinion, and is from an Equalizer fanfic idea that I'm not sure I'm going to keep exploring. Only the "It" is mine, character wise.

My brain is dead on grammar at the moment. Is the third sentence in the first paragraph written correctly? I've been arguing with myself if the "I" in each it's should really be capitalized. Shows possessiveness, as if saying Robert's gun, so I am leaning towards good. Doesn't look right though.

I don't really have a beta. I am always looking to improve!
Thanks,
Theresa

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Deep underground, the thick, clear protective walls slammed shut around inside of the almost empty hospital room. The body that had been Control's wife rose from the floor, looked around, and then slammed repeatedly against them, searching for a way out. It bared It's teeth and rolled It's eyes as It clawed at the smooth surface.

On the outside, Robert jumped back in reflex, though the other man stayed in place, observing with an almost disinterested air. He turned, then walked back to the console, behind the nurses' station, and flicked a switch.

Unearthly howls filled the air, alternating with panting and thuds as the thing beat against the glass. Robert covered his ears, still staring in mortified fascination at what had been his best friend's wife and his own good friend for many years.

Seeing his movement, It stopped and focused on him. The mouth closed. It swallowed twice. It licked it's lips, and then stretched them impossibly thin in a raw parody of the smile Robert had seen a thousand times. No howl, but a strong, sibilant hiss filled the air. The sound dropped into a growl, then rose again, as if the thing was playing with the body, learning it's limitations.

Robert dropped his hands.

It nodded.

"With our own eyes we see," It forced out. "Who do you see?" It began laughing hysterically.

"Nothing." answered the man behind the counter. He switched off the sound, then flicked another switch, and a heavy soundproof curtain drew slowly over the windows.

"Dear God." Robert said.

"Do you understand why my brother must never get even the idea that his wife's body is alive?"

"She has a name!"

"No. It doesn't. Teri is dead, McCall. That's not her, and never will be again."

They stared at each other for a long time. Finally Robert turned away and left, his shoulders slumped as he accepted the burden of making sure Control never found what he'd watched that evening.

I had a page up on my cell from last night, and after pulling it up on my computer, went to the home page on the cell to check the weather, a couple of my rss feeds, etc.

Got a lousy shock. Without ever letting me know what they were going to do, ATT and Yahoo wrecked my home page, and there is no way to go back. All my RSS feeds and my bookmarks are completely gone. There are a multitude of things added that I don't need or want, with no ability to make changes, whether deleting or moving them. Looks like all my cookies were lost too.

I double checked my email, in case I missed an alert or email or something. Absolutely nothing.

I usually clear out my bookmarks every night and write them down in a notebook; I've had a cell phone break unexpectedly. Unfortunately I've skipped that for a couple of days, now I wish I hadn't.

Having some warning would have been nice.

Maybe it's not only time to go looking at/researching new phones, but
a new company as well.

I'm angry.

Theresa

Signal boosting from Tamora Pierce's Live Journal entry of March 21st,

Today I got the following e-mail from a fan that made my blood boil. I'm asking you to help if you can and definitely, definitely boost the signal so we can lobby the school and call the cowards out. (And yes, I have Kata's permission to quote her mail in full!) Remember, when it comes to donations, even $5.00 is $5.00 more than they had, and signatures and signal boosts are just as powerful. Thanks, folks.
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With all the news recently about the rapes in Steubenville, I’ve been thinking a lot about what we can do as a society to try to attempt to stop things like this from happening again. One thing that I feel is needed is sex education for all.

Unfortunately, something has happened recently that is preventing me and many of those around me from receiving this education.

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Goodbye to my 1999 Ford Escort SE :( - and sorry that I haven't posted for awhile.

Unfortunately, Dad and I were going down Maiden Lane on the 25th when a woman in a 2001 Dodge Ram pickup truck didn't see us, and pulled straight across the road from Sonic in front of us. Dad was driving and threw on the brakes, but it just wasn't to be.

Truck was barely scratched, cosmetic damage, my car was totaled. Hit the front passenger side, where I was. Went slightly under the truck.

Humans are fine, sore and shook up are all.

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Even after a good night's sleep, a little hurt over some actions last night and a trend in my closest friends seeming to pull away from me and possibly each other.

Can't do anything about it today, possibly consider whether to say something, or concentrate on other friends.

Take care today,
Theresa

I ended up with 14042 words for Nano :).

However, I can't find anything organized and current for DecNoWriMo. Not DecEdMo.

I have a tendency to put my writing last, and I am losing my momentum from NanoWriMo. I have stories and scenes in my head, just not on paper or onscreen :(.

I hear of people doing personal DecNoWriMos and ones from last year and before, but there doesn't seem to be any organized group that is doing it this year.

Theresa

Hi :).

Had a wonderful thanksgiving. Saw my cousin and her husband, whom we get to sit down and have a good chat with once a year on turkey day. Nice dinner and a lovely visit. Then last night there was a raccoon - possibly preggers - at our back door chowing down on the outside kitty's food. We have had possums several times in the past, but rarely a raccoon, and the river is at least a half-mile from here.

Yesterday I started with 10673 words in Nanowrimo. I wrote some in the car going back and forth, but haven't typed them in yet. I don't know if I'll win, but this is already many more words than I've ever written before for Nanowrimo, so I'm happy. Still going to see how much I can plug in this week!

One of the fun things about Nanowrimo is that it also stimulates ideas for other stories. Yes, I've just about written my daily goal, but on scenes from at least two other stories :).

Keep writing!

Theresa