this is plaguing me a little.
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delicataleIt goes with this. Still sort of obsessed with this crossover when the Bakery!AU doesn't eat my brain.
Danny meets Steve one morning, one of those where the air is humid with dew and the sun is trying to burn it off but not quite managing. He’s looking through a house for resources and Steve is here, alone but for the machine gun slung over his back and the broken body of an old man. They point guns at each other but quickly lowers them when they realize they’re both human.
Danny helps Steve bury his father and they fight a couple of Moto-Terminators together. Steve patches Danny’s leg wound with cheap vodka found in his dad’s house and stripes of his own undershirt. After that, they get some rest in the basement of Steve’s father’s house, both of them leaning against the dry wall and sharing canned peaches.
“Danny Williams, Vegas branch.”
“Is there many more of you?”
“About twenty. I flew from Jersey when Skynet took hold of it.”
“Alone?”
“With daughter and ex-wife. Made the trip interesting.”
Steve snorts, turning away, looking up at the ceiling. He’s the kind of man that looks too strong for their body, bursting at the seams with energy and fights he can’t contain, the perfect kind of man for this war. He’s beautiful, in a way that enthralls Danny.
“I used to be in the Navy SEALs. Not seen my dad since the war. Then there was a hit, contact, and I thought - nevermind. I should have known the Machines would have traced it, too.”
“You made the trip alone?”
Steve smiles, nods. Danny lets out a breath.
“Jesus.”
Steve smiles bigger.
“Navy SEAL.”
“What’s your name, SuperSEAL?”
“Steve.”
---
After that, they don’t really spend a day apart. Steve teaches Danny how not to stick his tongue out when he’s focusing too hard and Danny teaches Steve how to let go, sometimes. They go swimming in the renovated pool in HQ and train together, spar against each other. Danny meets John Connor - he and Steve are close.
The rest isn’t really surprising, and somehow, the falling in love helps survive the war, too, live it day by day without hating having to wake up. Danny always thinks that Steve would have argued, at first, that it was a stupid idea and it’d just put them in more danger, but surprisingly, he never raises the issue.
---
Danny likes Kyle. The kid’s scrappy and creative and he’s a breath of fresh air in a world full of John Connor and his theories and beliefs and Steve following them and refusing to question, because he’s a soldier and that’s what he does. Kyle Reese, though, he’s sure of John but he’s also sure of a lot of other things, like the way his mother used to smile when he was little and how apples taste like.
Steve rarely talks of these things. He listens to Danny speak of these things, though, with a wistful look on his face that makes Danny want to rip the world and this world apart so Steve could remember the way his mother smiles or how apples taste like.
Danny meets Steve one morning, one of those where the air is humid with dew and the sun is trying to burn it off but not quite managing. He’s looking through a house for resources and Steve is here, alone but for the machine gun slung over his back and the broken body of an old man. They point guns at each other but quickly lowers them when they realize they’re both human.
Danny helps Steve bury his father and they fight a couple of Moto-Terminators together. Steve patches Danny’s leg wound with cheap vodka found in his dad’s house and stripes of his own undershirt. After that, they get some rest in the basement of Steve’s father’s house, both of them leaning against the dry wall and sharing canned peaches.
“Danny Williams, Vegas branch.”
“Is there many more of you?”
“About twenty. I flew from Jersey when Skynet took hold of it.”
“Alone?”
“With daughter and ex-wife. Made the trip interesting.”
Steve snorts, turning away, looking up at the ceiling. He’s the kind of man that looks too strong for their body, bursting at the seams with energy and fights he can’t contain, the perfect kind of man for this war. He’s beautiful, in a way that enthralls Danny.
“I used to be in the Navy SEALs. Not seen my dad since the war. Then there was a hit, contact, and I thought - nevermind. I should have known the Machines would have traced it, too.”
“You made the trip alone?”
Steve smiles, nods. Danny lets out a breath.
“Jesus.”
Steve smiles bigger.
“Navy SEAL.”
“What’s your name, SuperSEAL?”
“Steve.”
---
After that, they don’t really spend a day apart. Steve teaches Danny how not to stick his tongue out when he’s focusing too hard and Danny teaches Steve how to let go, sometimes. They go swimming in the renovated pool in HQ and train together, spar against each other. Danny meets John Connor - he and Steve are close.
The rest isn’t really surprising, and somehow, the falling in love helps survive the war, too, live it day by day without hating having to wake up. Danny always thinks that Steve would have argued, at first, that it was a stupid idea and it’d just put them in more danger, but surprisingly, he never raises the issue.
---
Danny likes Kyle. The kid’s scrappy and creative and he’s a breath of fresh air in a world full of John Connor and his theories and beliefs and Steve following them and refusing to question, because he’s a soldier and that’s what he does. Kyle Reese, though, he’s sure of John but he’s also sure of a lot of other things, like the way his mother used to smile when he was little and how apples taste like.
Steve rarely talks of these things. He listens to Danny speak of these things, though, with a wistful look on his face that makes Danny want to rip the world and this world apart so Steve could remember the way his mother smiles or how apples taste like.
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Date: 2011-07-12 09:15 pm (UTC)(Okay, er, question: somewhere in my head I recall a sequel to your fic "Tuna", and I can't find it for the life of me. Did I imagine it or could you point me in the right direction?)
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