The day the bus break hit the news, Eliot Spencer was in the middle of a job, taking down a dirty businessman up north of Boston.

"Let's go steal a Jaeger," Parker said, smiling a wolf's smile.

She was like Parker. Only deadlier. And even more broken.

"Nate sent me to my room again, remember?" Eliot replied dryly.

Trying to figure it all out had been a pain in Eliot's occasionally scaly ass.

"Can I? Can I? Who do you think you're talking to?"

"We're brothers, not bookends," Eliot growled as he sank into a chair opposite Lindsey, avoiding his teammates' eyes. Black knight, white knight; maybe both designations were too simplistic, after all....

The original con artist stops by for a consultation at Bridgeport Brewpub.

Archimedes said, "Give me a place to stand and with a lever I will move the whole world." That's nothing on what Nick Fury can do with a little ... leverage.

Snippets from lives that Willow's activation spell (could have) irrevocably changed. Drabble collection.

"Seriously. How does this not bother you," Alec said, staring at the mirror as he tugged the hem of his primary-colored overtunic into place.