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 Chuck Vs. The Doctors  a Chuck (TV) Tale (A/N: What? I think they'd be Whovians. :shrug:) “Chuck...it’s time.” Chuck Bartowski turned slowly from Castle’s computer display, eyeing his best friend with an almost fearful expression sweeping across his face. He locked eyes with the bearded man and something silent and sacred passed unspoken between the two. Both of them held their features still with mirrored seriousness, and the underground room fell unusually silent for a second that stretched out taut like a strained rubber band. Morgan Grimes’s gaze bored into Chuck’s unblinkingly, his blue eyes f

 Leap of Faith A SPN Fanfiction {WARNING! HUGE SPOILERS for the Supernatural Season 8 Finale! PLEASE DO NOT READ if you haven't seen it yet. If you haven't, what are you doing?! GO WATCH!  Also, if you don't like the smelly-smell of SPN shipping, you might not like this either. Plus language.} Prologue Drifting Angels, meteors in the night, plummeted down to the ground like dying firework trails with fiery orange tails. Thousands of them, flaming a majestic gold, slammed down with bomb-like thuds, echoing across the horizon. It was like a warzone; the violet sky rained the winged creatures like the tears of God, heartbreaking and astoni

Revelation Chapter Six Bolts of Blue Flame Pt. 6 xXXx River jerked around the edge of the pillar and open fired, a furious determination giving her dispelled bullets new precision. She hit an Antiphage right in the face and it keeled backwards instantly. Eleven left. The Antiphage next to it looked comically bewildered for a millisecond, then whirled and shot balls of flame towards them. Startled, the remaining ten flew into action, turning their attention from the TARDIS to the four. Sherlock, with a degree narrowing of his lustrous eyes, took aim and fired. His bullet didn’t hit the alien, rather his actual target-a damaged, smoki

 Chuck Vs. The Doctors  a Chuck (TV) Tale (A/N: What? I think they'd be Whovians. :shrug:) “Chuck...it’s time.” Chuck Bartowski turned slowly from Castle’s computer display, eyeing his best friend with an almost fearful expression sweeping across his face. He locked eyes with the bearded man and something silent and sacred passed unspoken between the two. Both of them held their features still with mirrored seriousness, and the underground room fell unusually silent for a second that stretched out taut like a strained rubber band. Morgan Grimes’s gaze bored into Chuck’s unblinkingly, his blue eyes f

 Winchesters, Detectives, and Red Bowties (SWL)  -- a Superwholock fic Chapter One Sherlock was gone. No, literally. He was  gone.  He had vanished, utterly and completely, leaving no trace of himself behind to find and hint at where had gone. Not a whisper, not a shred of clue. No note or message to even indicated that he’d gone of his own accord, no derisive text sent signed with imperious initials saying immediate action-- action so necessary that he couldn’t wait for John to return from a ten minute grocery run-- needed to be taken, and that he had to sweep away with the haughty flourish of his dark coat into the London