Thursday: Families

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Well hey y'all! I’m bwhouwant2b it's my final day as guest host here at comment_fic and I have to say that it has been great, I've really enjoyed seeing all the prompts that y'all let and all the things that got written.

Today’s theme is going to be Families .

Everybody has a family either the family they've chosen or the family they were born with. So I want us to look at that and have fun with it!

Please think about our wonderful codemonkeys and use the correct format (the second is for crossovers).

Fandom, Pairing, Prompt
Fandom1/Fandom2, Pairing, Prompt

Prison Break, Michael/Sara, beautiful brown eyed boy
Smallville/Supernatural, Lex/Dean, "Dude, how long has your dad been possessed?"

Please remember not to post more than 5 prompts in a row and more than 3 prompts per fandom. If one or more of your prompts are answered, you can prompt again later in the day.

If you don't see anything you like, you can always Adopt a Lonely Prompt.

Now, go forth and fic!! :D

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Prison Break, Michael/Sara, beautiful brown eyed boy

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Smallville/Supernatural, Lex/Dean, "Dude, how long has your dad been possessed?"

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RPS, Chris/Steve, our little girl

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When Steve had first suggested having kids, Chris looked at him like he had two heads. He has no doubts that Steve would make a wonderful father, but well, he'd probably kill the poor thing within a week.

Five years later, Chris can't believe he ever thought this was a bad idea. It took some time but they were able to find a surrogate and now have a three year old daughter. Biologically she's Steve's, which is obvious just by looking at her, but personality-wise she's all Chris.

With Steve busy wrapping up his latest album, Chris has their daughter all to himself today, which means a trip to the park. Steve refuses to take her there anymore, because something always goes wrong. Chris hasn't quite learned that lesson.

And sure enough, she gets in the face of the neighborhood bully, who's twice her size, as soon as he starts picking on the rest of the kids. Chris shakes his head as he goes to collect her before their little staring contest progresses to real trouble. "That's our little girl," he mutters, cursing himself for thinking that for once, this wouldn't happen.

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Leverage, team, we'll always be a family

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Friday Night Lights, The Taylor's & the football team, "you boys are part of our family"

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Smallville, Clark Kent/Lex Luthor/Jason Teague, none of them come from "normal" families, but that's what makes it work

All the Family You Will Ever Need

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When Jason had come to Smallville, chasing Lana, he'd expected to be the outcast, to have to fight his mother for every moment of freedom he had. He hadn't been expecting happiness, respect, or even to be rescued.

When he'd found out that his mother had arranged for him to meet Lana, he'd dumped her. He decided that redemption was out of reach and all he had left to fight for was his freedom. He soon found out how wrong he was when the two most beautiful men he'd ever seen started courting him.

When he'd first meet Clark, he wasn't sure what to think. Clark appeared to be your average geeky teenager, but he left Jason feeling protected. It was a novel feeling and one he had a hard time ignoring. Not long after that he'd met Lex for the first time. The entire meeting left him feeling confused, particularly the look in Lex's eyes when he'd been getting ready to leave.

Within days of his separation from Lana he received an invitation to the Luthor castle. He'd gone expecting it to be one of his mother's traps, but unwilling to risk Lex. Instead he found Lex and Clark waiting for him. They offered him freedom, safety, even a chance to be himself and in return they simply asked that he join them in their bed and their lives.

He'd run, scared of what they were offering and what the true price of excepting their offer would be. He was so scared of them that he forgot to take his mother into consideration. Something he had a chance to regret as she killed him by inches.

When he woke up he was so soar that he could barely move, but was blessedly whole. He was also in a bed and surrounded by two warm bodies. He wasn't particularly surprised when the bodies in question belonged to Clark and Lex.

He was surprised when the told him of his mother's "disappearance". He wasn't so soar that he couldn't read between the lines of their story. Over the course of his convalescence they worked to convinced him that they didn't expect him to be nice or good, all they wanted was for him to be himself. He finally agreed to their courtship and hadn't looked back since.

None of them were normal, none of them had "normal" families, or even families that they still talked to, but as long as the three of them had each other they had all the family they needed.

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Numb3rs, The Eppes Family, Typical holiday dinner table family banter before Margaret got sick

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Angel the Series, Vamp!Faith/Angelus, Father Knows Best

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Leverage, Parker or Eliot, They finally find a way of showing their newfound family what they mean to them

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When Sophie finds the diamond necklace she'd been sighing over at the last party they worked, sitting in her desk drawer, the first thing she does is go and find Parker.

"Parker..." She asks, and Parker looks up from her coffee. "What's this?"

She holds up the necklace. Parker frowns at it. "Never seen it before."

Sophie grins at her. "Right."

When she wears it at the office the next day, Parker smiles at her, full of sunshine.

When Eliot sees the new knives sitting on his counter, the first thing he does is go and check his locks. Once convinced they're intact, he goes and finds Parker.

"Parker," He asks, "What are brand new knives doing in my kitchen?"

Parker looks at him like he's gone mad. "It's your kitchen, Eliot." She says, turning back to her magazine. "How should I know?"

"Right." He says.

The next time he invites them all over for dinner, he asks her to help wash dishes. When she sees the knives, bloodied and lying in the sink, she smiles at him, full of sunshine.

When Hardison finds the new expansion to World of Warcraft sitting unopened on his desk, the first thing he does is check his security cameras. When they show nothing, the second thing he does is check whether his security cameras have been tampered with. Then, he goes to find Parker.

"So," he says, "I found the new expansion for WoW on my desk this morning. I don't suppose you'd know anything about that."

She looks at him and sniffs. "You know I don't play those nerd games."

"Right." He says, and heads off to check out how Blood Elves play.

The next day, he comes in with circles under his eyes and a tired shake to his wrists. Nate frowns at him, but when he looks at Parker she smiles, full of sunshine.

When Nate finds an envelope on his desk, the evidence he's been searching for for years inside, the documents that will take down his old company and get revenge for his son, the first thing he does is pour himself a glass of whiskey. The second thing he does is sit down and think.

When Parker walks into her office, she finds a small note on her desk. She flips it over, and all it says is:

We love you too.

Nate walks into the offices, his head held high. "Okay, people." He says, his voice full of emotion. "We have a job to do."

Parker smiles a smile full of sunshine.

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Castle, Rick and Alexis, A moment where Rick realizes that Alexis and he are a family even without Meredith

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AN: Apologies for any suckitude but the prompt bit me and wouldn't let go.
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"You can't just tell her her mother is crazy," Rick says.

There isn't a response, but he doesn't expect one from a mirror anyway.

"OK OK, get it together. How about 'Mom can't make it out here for the show because...she's got a show!'" Rick snaps his fingers eagerly, then squirms with the embarrassment he feels watching himself practicing to manipulate a ten year-old.

"Dad?"

He's not ready for this yet. He needs a little more time. "Midget, not now."

"My dress won't zip itself, Dad."

"What?" Shit, it is six. He has fifteen minutes to throw Alexis into a cab and get to the school auditorium by seven. And he still can't figure out if he needs a tie.

And Meredith isn't coming.

"Dad?"

"Alright, alright, let's go." He hustles Alexis round, back through his bedroom and towards hers.
She trails her feet along the rug as he marches her along.

"Did you talk to Mom?"

"Not recently," he lies. "She's probably got her phone turned off."

It's only when she reaches up to touch his hand that he's painfully jerked out of his preoccupation. "Aaah! Son of-" Rick could swear he actually saw the static sparking.

Alexis dances away from his grip, laughing like an imp. "I love science," she says as she flies through the doorway to her room.

It's alright. Perhaps if she's too busy tormenting him they won't have to talk about Meredith. Lying's not good but a fait accompli never hurt anyone, right? If she doesn't notice Meredith's not there till after the play, maybe it won't screw things up on the stage.

He can't wait to see his little girl in the spotlights.

--

She has a carrying voice, a bit reedy but clear and bright on the whole. Rick relishes the fact that it's the one thing she's inherited entirely from him and not Meredith. That and the sanity, obviously.

Miss Havisham's death scene is supremely gratifying, if only because Alexis is determined to spin it out with grotesque wails and writhing. He notices the other parents deer-in-headlights reaction and smirks even wider. OK, this she inherited from Meredith. But damn, she's good. And it serves them all right for fucking with Great Expectations anyway. Pip is a pipsqueak, Estella is a sweet blonde with vapid grace and Rick's considerably in awe of the convict with his huge styrofoam ball-and-chain - the kid is the stage version of Charlie Chaplin no matter how hard he tries to play it serious. But Alexis is rockin' the house. At least scaring the crap out of them; from the way the rest of the cast is reacting, Rick's sure she's been saving this little addition to her performance for the main day.

He adds a piercing wolf-whistle to the applause when she takes her final bow.

--

"That was great, Alexis!" He swoops down on his little girl in the wedding dress and smothers her in flowers.

"Spine chilling death," Rick whispers to her and he knows it's exactly the right thing to have said when she grins like a cheshire cat. "You scared the pants off me!"

"It's in the genes," Alexis tells him loftily.

"I'll apologise when you're older."

She winks back at him. And it's time. The words come out slowly because he really doesn't want to say them. "Midget, I'm sorry but Mom couldn't make it-"

Alexis looks at him with pity. "I know she's not here."

"...Oh."

"You're in the first row, remember? Her seat was empty."

"Can't hide anything from you, can I?" He resists the urge to lie a bit more. "There was an audition she wasn't sure about."

"I know, Dad." This time it's Alexis hugging him and Rick feels flower petals tickle his chin. "She called me yesterday."

He says, "Oh" again because he's not sure what else to say. It's exactly like Meredith.

"Buy me a milkshake?"

It should be the other way 'round, he thinks, but who cares? She's got one hand tucked into his and the other wrapped 'round a big bunch of roses. He laughs suddenly to think of the picture they make, miniature wedding dress and all - the Castle clan, slightly crazy in every generation, in every way.

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Angel the Series, Faith/Angel, "Families are like fudge - mostly sweet but with a few nuts"

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Angel the Series, Faith/Angel, "Other things may change us, but we start and end with family"

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Supernatural, Sam & Castiel, "I think that means you're part of the family now, Castiel."

Supernatural, Sam & Castiel, "I think that means you're part of the family now, Castiel."

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Castiel laid a comforting hand on the back of Dean's neck while he wretched into the toilet. Eventually Dean finished, and Castiel helped him into the bed, setting the trash bin next to him. He laid a gentle kiss on Dean's temple before leaving.

Outside, Sam was leaning against the Impala, smirking in a way that Castiel had come to recognize as expressing worry mixed with bemusement.

"That second helping of hash not a good idea?" Sam asked.

Castiel nodded, a hint of a smile gracing his own lips. He felt bad being amused at Dean's suffering, but the longer he stayed around humans, the more complex emotions seemed to become.

"It does seem to have been an ill advised menu choice. He has asked that we continue on to the meeting without him."

They set off for the Roadhouse together, Sam driving carefully. He always seemed more nervous when Dean was not in the car, though Castiel could determine no difference in the quality of his driving.

At the Roadhouse, Castiel allowed Sam to take the lead, following closely. His relationship with the other hunters was shaky, at best. Inside, Ellen and Bobby nodded at them, and Jo led them to their seats in the crowd, bringing a beer for Sam and tea for Castiel.

During the meeting, Castiel mostly sat and listened. He greeted those who spoke to him, and on the occasion when he was asked a direct question, answered, but otherwise there was very little for him to do. As the hunters talked back and forth, Castiel felt a sense of unease that had been growing since he walked in the door. Once he noticed the feeling, it took him several minutes of studying to the assembled group to identify the source of it. He leaned over to whisper to Sam.

"Sam. No one has pointed a weapon at me since I have entered the Roadhouse today."

Sam looked at him, confusion clouding his features, then he rolled his eyes and grinned.

"Guess that means you're part of the family now Cas."

Across from them, Ellen shushed them with a look.

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10 Things I Hate About You, Kat & Bianca, "I just want to keep you safe."

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X-Men, Wade Wilson/Jubilee, "I know kiddo, I'll adopt you!"

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Due South, Fraser & Ghost!Dad, "Is it snowing out, son?"

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Numb3rs, Megan Reeves, "She misses the family she'd left in LA."

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RPS/Leverage/Angel, Chris/Eliot/Lindsey, family is like your friends' noses; you can't pick 'em

no fic, but...

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This prompt is awesome.

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Tin Man, Cain, "He missed Adora still, but he has a new family now."

Loving Family [Tin Man, Gen, Cain]

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Cain had never though the pain of Adora's passing would leave him. He thought he would forever be obsessed with her death and his revenge but he's not. He still loves Adora more than anything but their son and he still morns her but he has a new family now.

A family that loves him and needs him. A family that doesn't mind that his a little crazy and won't let him get lost in his guilt. A family that he loves.

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Jeeves and Wooster, Aunt Agatha and Aunt Dahlia, Bertie may drive them mad sometimes, but they really did love the boy.

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National Treasure, Patrick/Emily/Ben/Abigail, Family was the most important treasure of all.

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SG1/SGA, Cam/John, "This is my brother, Dave."

Surprise: Cam/John, "This is my brother, Dave."

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"He's going to flip," John mutters as he yanks his tie out of its knot again and reties it for the fifth time. It was fine before, it's fine now, and Cam slaps his hands away when he tries to undo it again.

"Stop stressing," Cam tells him gently, grabbing John's hand and holding it in his own to keep him from fussing with his tie again. John's always looked good in his dress blues, and this time is no exception. Cam thinks it's even better that it's for a good reason: John's finally made full bird colonel.

"He's going to freak out," John continues. "He's only just talking to me again."

"John," Cam says. "We don't have to tell him now."

"No," John replies instantly, and for some reason it calms him. "No. I want to."

"Okay," Cam says, smiling reassuringly. He'd like to tell John that it'll be fine, that Dave won't be as upset as John thinks he will, but Cam thinks about John's father all but disowning him and Dave not talking to him for years and knows that John might not be overreacting.

"Colonels?" Harriman pokes his head into the room. "General O'Neill says, quote, get your asses into gear, unquote." He pushes his glasses up his nose with one finger. "He told me to tell you exactly that."

"Mission accomplished," Cam tells him as he and John stand together. He squeezes John's hand once more before dropping it, and John smiles at him, and then they walk down the hallway and into the room.

The ceremony goes smoothly; it's edited for company, since there are people in the room who have no idea that the Stargate exists, and Cam can't help but feel like John's been cheated, because O'Neill can't say half of what John's done. He gets his new insignia, though, and as Cam pins the bird to John's shoulder, John smiles at him again, and Cam smiles back just because he can.

Later, they're doing the meet-and-greet thing with the politicians and assorted military officials. John looks bored, but Cam's pretty sure nobody can tell that but him. He's looking at John's face when he sees John's expression freeze, and when Cam turns, there's a man standing in front of them.

"John?"

John lets out a breath and sucks another in. "This is my brother, Dave. Dave, Colonel Cameron Mitchell."

"Cam," he says, offering his hand. Dave's grip is firm and efficient, a practised businessman's handshake.

"Congratulations," Dave says to John, who nods. "Full Colonel. I know how terrible it sounds when I say it, John, but I really never thought-"

"Yeah," John cuts him off. "Neither did I."

There's an awkward moment while someone struggles to find something to say. Finally, John takes a breath. "Dave, Cam's - I'm - we're sort of -"

And then he turns and grabs Cam's face in his hands and kisses him. With tongue. Right there, in front of God and everybody and Dave.

There's complete and total silence when John finally pulls back, face flaming red, and he drops his head to Cam's shoulder.

Cam loops his arm firmly around John's waist as he turns to Dave. "Together," he supplies as the end to John's attempt at an explanation.

"So I see," Dave says, and the smirk he flashes for an instant makes him look more related to John. "How long?"

"Fourteen years," Cam replies, and there are murmurs from the rest of the room but Dave's frowning.

"Nancy?" he questions, turning to John, who finally lifts his head, His cheeks have mostly returned to their normal shade.

"She knew," John tells him quietly. "We got married because she was my friend and I needed to not be so..."

"We sort of got caught," Cam tries to explain. "We talked about it, talked to Nancy. She was..."

"Got it," Dave cuts him off, and there's more silence, a lot of it, and Cam's never thought of silence as loud before but it sure is now. Dave finally shakes his head a little and holds his hand out to Cam again.

"Welcome to the family," Dave says, the smile on his face is sincere as he shakes Cam's hand.

John turns, settling against Cam's side comfortably, and the expression on his face is confused and surprised and a little disbelieving. "You're not pissed?"

"You're happy," Dave counters. "Good enough."

Yeah, Cam thinks as he squeezes John's hip lightly in his hand. It really is.

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Smallville, Lex/Clark, normal healthy family

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Clark glanced at the next page of The Relationship Handbook. "Now it says we should both write a paragraph on what we think a normal healthy family relationship should be, and then we trade papers so we can compare and discuss."

"First of all, Clark, it's very problematic, historically speaking, how psychologists have determined 'normalcy'"

"Lex, you said you would give it try. We really need this. And you don't trust therapists."

"Can you blame me? They always turn out to be evil. Or secretly working for evil."

"Yeah, unlike my boyfriends" Clark muttered under his breath.

"What?"

"Nothing. But you promised you would give the Handbook a try." Clark looked at Lex with his big, moist eyes.

"Geez, fine. Give me some paper."

The two men wrote, with Clark taking much longer to think about his answer.

"Okay," said Clark as he crisply folded his paper, "It says to use our answers to open a dialogue about what kind of relationship we should be working toward."

Lex smiled brightly at Clark as he handed over his piece of paper. Strange, thought Clark. He was expecting an eyeroll.

But Lex just read Clark's paragraph aloud, "Family is about love and commitment and honesty and trust. Sometimes, we don't act with enough trust or honesty, and sometimes our different ideas and values get in the way, but with enough love, a healthy family will find a way to work past it."

"Yeah, I know it's cheesy. And it must really frustrate you that I didn't quote Aristotle or anything."

Lex smiled. "Actually, I really like this. In fact, I think it's beautiful."

"Really?"

"Really. I think I'll frame it in fact."

"Oh, it's not that good."

"It is that good. And besides, you know perfectly well what I like to do with beautiful things - bind them up and keep them close to home," Lex replied with a wink.

Clark grinned. "Maybe later. Can I read yours now?"

"Go right ahead."

Clark opened Lex's piece of paper. "'In a normal, healthy family, it is-' ... Lex?"

"Yeah, Clark?"

"I don't think you took the assignment seriously."

"I'm hurt, Clark. That is very judgmental."

"Lex! All you did was say that in a normal, healthy family people do ..."

"Yes?"

"All the stuff we did last night."

"So?"

"Lex! You can't just write dirty stuff and think I'm going to ignore our very REAL relationship stuff. And I assure you, this is not a description of how to build a family."

"Sure it is. If you do stuff that you would normally find disgusting and offputting, and instead, because you love the person, you find it profound and wonderful, then that means you have a special bond."

Clark paused. "Is that what you meant? Because that actually is pretty sweet to day."

"Absolutely, Clark. And I am a VERY clean person, so if I don't even bother to wash my face afterward, it's definitely love."

"Lex!"

"I'm being totally serious."

"This is supposed to be about whether we can be a family someday!"

"Clark. Screw the stupid book. And screw normal. We are a family, you and me. Nobody else. Just you and me."

"And Chloe."

"No, Chloe is just a really good friend."

"And Oliver."

"No, Oliver is just an asshole we invite over sometimes because he's good in bed."

"And my Mom. She's family, too."

"Yes, okay, of course she's family."

"And my cousin."

"Yes! But my point is, OUR family -- what you and I have together -- it doesn't depend on anyone else's definition of normal or healthy."

"Like when people say it's not healthy to secretly try to surveill me?"

Lex frowned. "Sure, that's one example. Or, you know, when people say it's not normal to use advanced technology and violate my brain and promise child-me to help fight adult/evil-me. Because some people would say that isn't normal Clark."

Clark sighed. "Fine, point taken. But you have to rewrite your paragraph."

"Like I said, Clark, nothing wrong with my definition."

Clark grinned. "It's supposed to be about our future, Lex, and you wrote about what we did yesterday. You should at the very least write me a paragraph about what you'd like to do to me tonight."

Lex smiled. "All right. But you might want to find me another pen. I just might run out of ink on this one."

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Leverage, Hardison/Eliot, Hardison's gran finally meets the crew

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Firefly, Simon/Kaylee, older brother