Padding my NaNo Word Count ---
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csi_sanders11291. Pick a character, fandom, pairing, friendship, whatever.
2. Put on your music program on shuffle/random and start playing songs.
3. For each song, write something inspired by the song related to the theme you chose earlier. You only have the song length. No pre-planning and no writing after the song is over. No skipping songs either.
4. Do 10 songs and post. Make sure to include the song name/artist.
I Never Needed You // Lonestar
The hotel room is cold and impersonal. Too quiet and empty for him to focus on anything at all. Most of all, it’s too far away from home.
He hadn’t wanted to leave, he really hadn’t. But…
But Jason didn’t need him anymore. He was worthless. Spinelli couldn’t give him what he wanted. He couldn’t find the evidence to damn Claudia in Michael’s shooting, but Jason could. Stone Cold no longer needed his self-proclaimed protégé’s aid. So, he’d done just what Jason had asked of him – he’d left.
And how he missed Casa de Stone Cold already…
Wanted Dead Or Alive // Bon Jovi
The car is stolen, the air conditioner is broken and it’s occupants are on the run. Raynor is back in town with damning evidence. He’s already got Sonny in FBI custody, and Jason is damn sure not letting him get Spinelli, too.
“Where are we going?” Spinelli asks, voice shaking in his panic. He’d pulled the kid out of bed in the middle of the night to start this impromptu road trip to the first stop of their journey. Next was a boat docked in a private harbor, then a plane. “Stone Cold?”
Jason’s eyes land on the rear view mirror, checking for the thousandth time to see if they’re being followed. All clear.
“How does Cameroon sound?”
Awake // Secondhand Serenade
“Stone Cold Stone Cold Stone Cold….” Spinelli chants the mantra over and over again, leaning over his best friend’s prone body. “Come on, your Jackal most ardently implores you to stay awake.” He shakes Jason’s shoulder lightly, hoping for an irritated response, anything.
All he gets in response is some slow blinking and Jason’s finger’s curling around his own.
“Please, don’t do this to me, Jason.” He begs, fisting his hand in the unconscious man’s shirt. He’s shaking now, finding it hard to breathe himself. “I won’t leave you here, Stone Cold. I refuse to go on without you.”
The poison in the air is growing stronger, Spinelli suspects, but even still, he has to try, he presses his lips to Jason’s, breathing air into his lungs.
“Please. Stay awake.” He begs, tears flowing down his face as he buries his head against Jason’s neck in his hopelessness. “Please…”
Wolf Like Me // TV On The Radio
Jason’s fanged teeth hover over the delicate skin of the curve of Spinelli’s neck, threatening to bite the unsuspecting hacker as he sleeps.
“No.” He growls. He’s not letting the wolf… No. No no no no. Never.
With a snarl that he hopes rouses Spinelli into a state where he can protect himself, he bolts, racing into the outside world to run off his lupin energy until daybreak. This… this thing takes him over three days a month, through the lunar cycle, and now it wants Spinelli, too?
As much as it hurts to fight the cravings, the desires, the want for a pack – not even a pack, just a mate, he suspects, given that Spinelli’s the only one he’s tried to bite – he manages. It gets harder and harder every time. Each full moon he gets closer to biting.
His proximity tonight terrifies him.
The Call // Regina Spektor
It starts out simply enough, just some dreams of questionable content and a profound sense of hero worship on Spinelli’s side. This, combined with the fact that he’s useful and that Jason needs his help, creates the catalyst for everything that comes later.
By the time it reaches its conclusion, amidst guns and bullets and blood-soaked confessions of true feelings long hidden, it’s so strong they can both feel it. “Damn it, Spinelli!” Jason begs, watching as Spinelli packs up his belongings. “Don’t do this! I need you!”
“If your Jackal does not take his leave now, then the Federal ones will have even more control over you, Stone Cold, than they did previously. Raynor heard our exchanged words and is aware of the connection between us.”
“I don’t care. Stay.” He tries again, even though he knows it’s for the best. Doesn’t mean he has to like it.
Spinelli moves forward, his arms curling around Jason’s chest, the elder’s chin resting on top of his head. “Alas, I cannot.”
Somebody // The Eagles
“I should kill you.” Jason growls out through gritted teeth, his hands fisted in the collar of Sonny’s shirt. “You should be the one lying in that hospital bed. You should be the one who’s probably never going to wake up.” He shoves hard, pressing Sonny’s back into the wall. “It should be you! Not Spinelli! You!”
But, he can’t. He needs to be there for Spinelli and if Sonny were to go suddenly missing, the police wouldn’t need so much as a hint for where to look.
Sonny may have gotten away with his crimes, but Jason isn’t ricking it.
No, he’ll deal with Sonny later, right now, he just needs to be with Spinelli. He punches his once-mentor for good measure before he stalks off, intent to return to Spinelli’s bedside.
What he doesn’t know is that someone else is going to play the angel of death for him.
No one ever does find Sonny’s body and there is irrefutable proof that Jason was at the hospital at the time of the supposed murder.
Time For Miracles // Adam Lambert
The end of the world is coming. The End Of The World. This is it…
“Stone Cold?” Spinelli whimpers, curled up beside his master in some warehouse room where they’ve taken shelter.
Jason ‘hmms’ in acknowledgement, taking in the new, albeit temporary surroundings, but Spinelli’s lack of verbal reply draws his attention further.
The next thing he knows, Spinelli’s lips are pressed to his and Spinelli’s hands are on his chest. He’s kissing back and touching back and oh, why oh why did they have to wait until the world is minutes away from ending to discover this?
“Your Jackal has been most ardently in love with you for quite some time now, Stone Cold…” Spinelli says, when they break for a short second. “I… I just thought you should be aware.”
Jason pulls him back again, pressing their lips together again and again. Because the world is coming to an end…
And there’s nothing they can do to stop it.
About A Girl // The Academy Is…
Its karaoke night at Jake’s again, and Spinelli’s up on stage, looking and feeling much more comfortable than his first time.
Maxie and Jason, sitting in the audience, watch and cheer him on as he starts in on the song. Jason doesn’t recognize it, but Maxie does.
“I’m not in love, this is not my heart… I’m not in love, this is not your song. I’m not gonna waste these words about a girl…” Spinelli sings with a passion that Jason hasn’t seen before.
Maxie gets up and storms out for some reason unknown to Jason.
“About a girl…” Spinelli’s eyes meet his in the small crowd of his audience, holding his gaze, and the slight inflection on the words clue Jason in.
Oh.
If he’s right, that was the most subtle transition between a break-up and an admittance of feelings in the history of ever.
If I Never Knew You // Disney
There is no sign of compassion or mercy in Jason Morgan’s eyes. Just pure, unadulterated revenge and hatred. It’s her fault that Michael has spent almost a year in a coma. It’s her fault. Everything is, as a result her fault. Sonny has found out, now, too. And his orders stand.
Kill her.
He has no qualms about following his orders, either. It’s just a matter of location that is proving tricky. She’s somewhere public – safe for her, bad for him.
She’s hiding out inside Kelly, which is quite a crowded place at the moment.
He switches off the power outside, sending the building into darkness and prompting customers to exit promptly.
The place empties – or so he thinks – and he goes in. He can hear Mike wandering about in the kitchen, trying to sort things out, he figures, but then there’s someone else, too. Apparently on a laptop working off of battery power.
“Hey,” Jason growls. “Get out of here.”
The kid – college age, maybe, Jason figures – looks up at him like he has three heads. “I… ugh, the Jackal must inquire as to why?”
Suddenly, Claudia is there, too, and she has a gun. A gun trained on the kid, the Jackal.
“Back off.” She warns, but Jason has no concept of mercy, nothing other than his mission. Kill Claudia.
So, he does.
The bullet hits her square in the head, avoiding the kid altogether, sending her to the floor. “You… you…” The kid stammers, standing and moving away from the clearly dead woman. “Thank you?” He tries, unsure as to how to react in the strange situation.
And Jason is strangely glad that the kid is alive and safe. “C’mon, let me get you out of here.”
Runway Car // Mat Kearney
He’s beginning to think he made a grievous error in judgment. He hadn’t wanted to go, and apparently, given the fact that Jason is now hovering over him in his crappy hotel room, Jason hadn’t wanted him to either.
“Stone Cold?” He mumbles sleepily, trying to figure out if he’s dreaming this or if it’s real.
Jason grabs his arm, pulls him so that he’s sitting and curls an arm around the younger’s frame in a surprising hug. “Don’t. Don’t do that to me again, okay? Don’t leave.” He says, voice shaking uncharacteristically. “I… I’m sorry for what I said earlier. I was… I should have listened to you.”
“What transpired after the jackal took his leave?” he inquires, needing to know the answer to that before he offers to return home.
Jason bites his lip. “Sam and I found evidence implicating Claudia. She did it. I tracked her down once Sonny found out and… Michael killed her.”
“Michael?”
“Yeah. Spinelli. I’m going to be the one taking the fall for it.” He informs his protégé. “I just wanted you to know the truth. I want you to come home.”
Spinelli nods mutely, unable to comprehend Jason’s intended actions. “You… you can’t. The Ace of Cyberspace refuses to allow such a atrocious exploitation of justice!”
Jason drops his head. “I don’t want to go to jail, Spinelli. But I can’t let Michael go, either.”
“The Jackal will find a way.” He swears, and for all the times Jason has saved him from prison, disaster and death, he’ll deliver. For now, though… “Shall we make our return to Casa de Stone Cold?"
2. Put on your music program on shuffle/random and start playing songs.
3. For each song, write something inspired by the song related to the theme you chose earlier. You only have the song length. No pre-planning and no writing after the song is over. No skipping songs either.
4. Do 10 songs and post. Make sure to include the song name/artist.
I Never Needed You // Lonestar
The hotel room is cold and impersonal. Too quiet and empty for him to focus on anything at all. Most of all, it’s too far away from home.
He hadn’t wanted to leave, he really hadn’t. But…
But Jason didn’t need him anymore. He was worthless. Spinelli couldn’t give him what he wanted. He couldn’t find the evidence to damn Claudia in Michael’s shooting, but Jason could. Stone Cold no longer needed his self-proclaimed protégé’s aid. So, he’d done just what Jason had asked of him – he’d left.
And how he missed Casa de Stone Cold already…
Wanted Dead Or Alive // Bon Jovi
The car is stolen, the air conditioner is broken and it’s occupants are on the run. Raynor is back in town with damning evidence. He’s already got Sonny in FBI custody, and Jason is damn sure not letting him get Spinelli, too.
“Where are we going?” Spinelli asks, voice shaking in his panic. He’d pulled the kid out of bed in the middle of the night to start this impromptu road trip to the first stop of their journey. Next was a boat docked in a private harbor, then a plane. “Stone Cold?”
Jason’s eyes land on the rear view mirror, checking for the thousandth time to see if they’re being followed. All clear.
“How does Cameroon sound?”
Awake // Secondhand Serenade
“Stone Cold Stone Cold Stone Cold….” Spinelli chants the mantra over and over again, leaning over his best friend’s prone body. “Come on, your Jackal most ardently implores you to stay awake.” He shakes Jason’s shoulder lightly, hoping for an irritated response, anything.
All he gets in response is some slow blinking and Jason’s finger’s curling around his own.
“Please, don’t do this to me, Jason.” He begs, fisting his hand in the unconscious man’s shirt. He’s shaking now, finding it hard to breathe himself. “I won’t leave you here, Stone Cold. I refuse to go on without you.”
The poison in the air is growing stronger, Spinelli suspects, but even still, he has to try, he presses his lips to Jason’s, breathing air into his lungs.
“Please. Stay awake.” He begs, tears flowing down his face as he buries his head against Jason’s neck in his hopelessness. “Please…”
Wolf Like Me // TV On The Radio
Jason’s fanged teeth hover over the delicate skin of the curve of Spinelli’s neck, threatening to bite the unsuspecting hacker as he sleeps.
“No.” He growls. He’s not letting the wolf… No. No no no no. Never.
With a snarl that he hopes rouses Spinelli into a state where he can protect himself, he bolts, racing into the outside world to run off his lupin energy until daybreak. This… this thing takes him over three days a month, through the lunar cycle, and now it wants Spinelli, too?
As much as it hurts to fight the cravings, the desires, the want for a pack – not even a pack, just a mate, he suspects, given that Spinelli’s the only one he’s tried to bite – he manages. It gets harder and harder every time. Each full moon he gets closer to biting.
His proximity tonight terrifies him.
The Call // Regina Spektor
It starts out simply enough, just some dreams of questionable content and a profound sense of hero worship on Spinelli’s side. This, combined with the fact that he’s useful and that Jason needs his help, creates the catalyst for everything that comes later.
By the time it reaches its conclusion, amidst guns and bullets and blood-soaked confessions of true feelings long hidden, it’s so strong they can both feel it. “Damn it, Spinelli!” Jason begs, watching as Spinelli packs up his belongings. “Don’t do this! I need you!”
“If your Jackal does not take his leave now, then the Federal ones will have even more control over you, Stone Cold, than they did previously. Raynor heard our exchanged words and is aware of the connection between us.”
“I don’t care. Stay.” He tries again, even though he knows it’s for the best. Doesn’t mean he has to like it.
Spinelli moves forward, his arms curling around Jason’s chest, the elder’s chin resting on top of his head. “Alas, I cannot.”
Somebody // The Eagles
“I should kill you.” Jason growls out through gritted teeth, his hands fisted in the collar of Sonny’s shirt. “You should be the one lying in that hospital bed. You should be the one who’s probably never going to wake up.” He shoves hard, pressing Sonny’s back into the wall. “It should be you! Not Spinelli! You!”
But, he can’t. He needs to be there for Spinelli and if Sonny were to go suddenly missing, the police wouldn’t need so much as a hint for where to look.
Sonny may have gotten away with his crimes, but Jason isn’t ricking it.
No, he’ll deal with Sonny later, right now, he just needs to be with Spinelli. He punches his once-mentor for good measure before he stalks off, intent to return to Spinelli’s bedside.
What he doesn’t know is that someone else is going to play the angel of death for him.
No one ever does find Sonny’s body and there is irrefutable proof that Jason was at the hospital at the time of the supposed murder.
Time For Miracles // Adam Lambert
The end of the world is coming. The End Of The World. This is it…
“Stone Cold?” Spinelli whimpers, curled up beside his master in some warehouse room where they’ve taken shelter.
Jason ‘hmms’ in acknowledgement, taking in the new, albeit temporary surroundings, but Spinelli’s lack of verbal reply draws his attention further.
The next thing he knows, Spinelli’s lips are pressed to his and Spinelli’s hands are on his chest. He’s kissing back and touching back and oh, why oh why did they have to wait until the world is minutes away from ending to discover this?
“Your Jackal has been most ardently in love with you for quite some time now, Stone Cold…” Spinelli says, when they break for a short second. “I… I just thought you should be aware.”
Jason pulls him back again, pressing their lips together again and again. Because the world is coming to an end…
And there’s nothing they can do to stop it.
About A Girl // The Academy Is…
Its karaoke night at Jake’s again, and Spinelli’s up on stage, looking and feeling much more comfortable than his first time.
Maxie and Jason, sitting in the audience, watch and cheer him on as he starts in on the song. Jason doesn’t recognize it, but Maxie does.
“I’m not in love, this is not my heart… I’m not in love, this is not your song. I’m not gonna waste these words about a girl…” Spinelli sings with a passion that Jason hasn’t seen before.
Maxie gets up and storms out for some reason unknown to Jason.
“About a girl…” Spinelli’s eyes meet his in the small crowd of his audience, holding his gaze, and the slight inflection on the words clue Jason in.
Oh.
If he’s right, that was the most subtle transition between a break-up and an admittance of feelings in the history of ever.
If I Never Knew You // Disney
There is no sign of compassion or mercy in Jason Morgan’s eyes. Just pure, unadulterated revenge and hatred. It’s her fault that Michael has spent almost a year in a coma. It’s her fault. Everything is, as a result her fault. Sonny has found out, now, too. And his orders stand.
Kill her.
He has no qualms about following his orders, either. It’s just a matter of location that is proving tricky. She’s somewhere public – safe for her, bad for him.
She’s hiding out inside Kelly, which is quite a crowded place at the moment.
He switches off the power outside, sending the building into darkness and prompting customers to exit promptly.
The place empties – or so he thinks – and he goes in. He can hear Mike wandering about in the kitchen, trying to sort things out, he figures, but then there’s someone else, too. Apparently on a laptop working off of battery power.
“Hey,” Jason growls. “Get out of here.”
The kid – college age, maybe, Jason figures – looks up at him like he has three heads. “I… ugh, the Jackal must inquire as to why?”
Suddenly, Claudia is there, too, and she has a gun. A gun trained on the kid, the Jackal.
“Back off.” She warns, but Jason has no concept of mercy, nothing other than his mission. Kill Claudia.
So, he does.
The bullet hits her square in the head, avoiding the kid altogether, sending her to the floor. “You… you…” The kid stammers, standing and moving away from the clearly dead woman. “Thank you?” He tries, unsure as to how to react in the strange situation.
And Jason is strangely glad that the kid is alive and safe. “C’mon, let me get you out of here.”
Runway Car // Mat Kearney
He’s beginning to think he made a grievous error in judgment. He hadn’t wanted to go, and apparently, given the fact that Jason is now hovering over him in his crappy hotel room, Jason hadn’t wanted him to either.
“Stone Cold?” He mumbles sleepily, trying to figure out if he’s dreaming this or if it’s real.
Jason grabs his arm, pulls him so that he’s sitting and curls an arm around the younger’s frame in a surprising hug. “Don’t. Don’t do that to me again, okay? Don’t leave.” He says, voice shaking uncharacteristically. “I… I’m sorry for what I said earlier. I was… I should have listened to you.”
“What transpired after the jackal took his leave?” he inquires, needing to know the answer to that before he offers to return home.
Jason bites his lip. “Sam and I found evidence implicating Claudia. She did it. I tracked her down once Sonny found out and… Michael killed her.”
“Michael?”
“Yeah. Spinelli. I’m going to be the one taking the fall for it.” He informs his protégé. “I just wanted you to know the truth. I want you to come home.”
Spinelli nods mutely, unable to comprehend Jason’s intended actions. “You… you can’t. The Ace of Cyberspace refuses to allow such a atrocious exploitation of justice!”
Jason drops his head. “I don’t want to go to jail, Spinelli. But I can’t let Michael go, either.”
“The Jackal will find a way.” He swears, and for all the times Jason has saved him from prison, disaster and death, he’ll deliver. For now, though… “Shall we make our return to Casa de Stone Cold?"
