Topher Lydon

Chapter Thirteen WORLD END: T-minus 155days, 16 hours, and 0 minutes. The Garage at 308 Manor Avenue, Ottawa – Carter Residence The massive, double-wide garage at the Carter residence was Andrew’s sanctuary. Here, the hum of fluorescent lights replaced the sterile drone of the CSIS command center, and the scent of oil, solvent, and old gasoline stood in stark, honest contrast to the lies and paranoia of the intelligence world. In the center sat a hulking, half-disassembled beast:

army, vanguard, shadow, duty, war, fortress, recourse, breach, order, run coming soon. Goofball is actually after them all.

It's funny to see the start of Mister Blake Wolochowski's love of Shakespeare and why he's so good at it.

what, no Nissan Leaf?

True, it's very much an attack of opportunity. Will is a public figure, the fact that he was travelling that night, put his husband Andrew in a very specific place at a specific time. A perfect time to hit one of the leaders of a pre-eminant Spy agency. And killing Andrew would damage CSIS, plenty of opportunists would love to see that. Andrew needs to get a new car

We've all been there as teenagers.

I have never seen it, but I googled it... and OMG yes!

I got sent a couple more, I will post one a day. The one of the dance is... sweet.

Someone sent me fan art... so... yeah. There's fan art now... I figured I'd share the Adorkable Duo

Fourteen The Hickey kitchen was a symphony of comfortable chaos. Sunlight streamed through the bay window, illuminating the fine dust motes dancing in the air above the flour that still dusted the countertop. The scent of maple syrup and hot butter was slowly yielding to the scent of burnt toast and a faint, sweet smell of teenage anxiety. Clovis had moved into the hall, his deep voice muffled as he took a call from Steve’s mother. Lydia, cursing darkly about drama, llamas, and boys,

This is a legally distinct Chinese knock off. But thank you, as I said A LOT of research went into getting the speech pattern right. I find it rough in places, but over all I am happy with it.

I promise I will write about it. I think it's another heavy chapter, and I like to space them out in a more light-hearted story. Besides, we all know Andrew buried the old Bastard in the back woods with a back hoe. Andrew is remarkably pragmatic on these things and all things considered, unafraid to deal with a Neo-Nazi on the kind of terms that will balance the ledger.

This was an interesting and challenging one to write. A lot of reading the Comey biographical account of his meetings with Trump to get the cadence and the speech pattern. It's a bit rough in places, but i think I hit the notes right. It was difficult being respectful of the man and the office, while still maintaining Will's integrity. It was a good test of the Diplomatic side of Will we saw develop in the last book and a good test for me to try to write something... balanced between the two men.

Morning folks, I am up early and getting my chapters done like a good writer should

Chapter Twelve WORLD END: T-minus 169days, 15 hours, and 0 minutes. The Oval Office, Washington D.C – United States of America Will crossed the threshold into the Oval Office and felt the full, isolating reality of the trap closing around him. The room was smaller than television suggested, yet possessed a gravity that amplified the sheer unpredictability of the man standing by the desk. Will instinctively straightened, his diplomatic training taking over. He extended his

Blake's side was told in Carter's shadow, he dated West right after Jason. Then he dated Matt. His story is continued in Recourse where he is roommates with Marc, and dates Yani And again in Breach where he interviews Will as a reporter for the Toronto Star. He was notorious for picking unstable relationships. Considering he was in love with Jason through it all, we now know why.

“Oh Kenny,” Sally blinked and shook her head. “What’s he going to do, he’s such a sensitive boy… he’s not going to understand.” Jenny affixed Sally with a look, thinking to the nervous boy she’d watched kissing her son in the next yard over from her bedroom window. “Oh, I think he will be fine with it…” Sally looked up, “really? I worry about him. He’s so confused…” “Not that confused,” Jenny answered, trying to bite back from telling Sally outright what she knew. “And he’s so straight-laced,” Sally continued. “I’d say he’s loosened up a little since he met Steve,” Jenny again tried to bite back her words. “Steve is so good for him, he’s getting him out of his shell, getting him to try new things.” Sally smiled into her tea. “Oh, he’s definitely doing that…” Jenny nodded. “I just want them both to be happy,” Sally murmured absently. “They’re getting there, I am pretty sure,” Jenny swallowed her tea, deciding having one of the Jensen boys outed to Sally in a day was quite enough trauma for the little church lady.

So Brutally true. Jason here was trapped, Brad offered him friendship, money, belonging. The threat of his father beating him hanging over his head. His desperation due to neglect. And Blake having walked away from him less than a week before... And along comes West. From a loving home, fed, standing up to Brad, being unrepentant, unafraid and Gay. He was everything that Jason wanted to be, and that twists a person like a knife. But West was also a light that guided Jason out of his darkness. Just took him a while to realize it. It's so easy to fall into these traps out of desperation.

Poor Will, getting flying tackled in the Rose garden, Naked Gun II style

Something to explore in a future chapter. Definitely good questions.

I has always bothered me that the assault scene in Carter's Shadow had Jason Jensen there, it NEVER felt right to me. And having an explanation as to HOW Andrew was able to find West seemed to fit. It always seemed so... accidental... what reason would Coach have to be down by the shop classes like that... how was he able to get there so fast. It needed explanation and since I was writing about Jason anyway... it all came together and made sense. West alone in court didn't seem enough, having Jason testify would ensure that those responsible would be punished. It just... worked. I hope Jensen's redemption arc feels more rounded now, earned. From Closeted Jerk in Shadow through to tragic hero.

Did you do your homework?

Thirteen The back office of Madam Chao’s Nail Emporium was a strange, temporary sanctuary. The lights were dimmer here, the air smelling strongly of clean towels and the sweet, lingering perfume of acetone. Sally Jensen sat on a small stool, her feet now dry, the trauma of the last hour slowly sinking in. Jenny-Lynn Hickey had established herself as the fierce gatekeeper, having helped herself to two mugs of tea from the break station, acting like the undisputed queen over this temporary, c

I'd rather he remain un-shot and out of Gitmo.