I am no longer updating this list, but I will keep it in case it's useful to anyone.
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"She says she wishes I hung out with a better crowd," Simon admits, fiddling with the tassel on his jacket.
"There is no better crowd," Pest insists.
Simon looks up through his flopping fringe and grins. "That's what I told her."
Ekaterin and Aral have a late night conversation, with babies.
The Bowerbird wasn't playing fair; Jack couldn't debate these pieces of paper. He couldn't tell pieces of paper and a growing pile of feathers that he, too, remembered the rare treat that was eating a single piece of tropical fruit in the heavy heat of a Christmas afternoon, stickying his best suit of clothes, which had been so clean and pressed for church that morning.
(In which Inspector Jack Robinson is having a fairly uneventful year, divorce notwithstanding, until he acquires a lady doctor for a drinking buddy and receives a series of flirtatious notes from a jewel thief.)
Tony really didn't want to go home or deal with the rest of the world, not when he could stay in bed with Lee all day. Unfortunately, the rest of the world had other ideas.
They said, afterwards, that they’d done clerical work at Bletchley. They said that they were friends. Both were a little bit true.
An AU in which Keith Windham does not escape capture in Edinburgh.
An old case is revived for MIT and Janet has to follow a trail left in the records by four mysterious women from the Fifties.
When Elijah Baley and Daneel Olivaw are kidnapped by a mad scientist, they find themselves in an intolerable situation that forces them both to confront certain truths about their relationship. Set immediately after "Robots of Dawn."
You can ask plenty of members of the Metropolitan Police who will assert that it’s my stupid ideas that get me in trouble (especially, to pick an example entirely at random, newly-minted DCI Stephanopoulos) but they’re wrong. Okay, they’re mostly wrong.
Or: Peter can rationalize himself into anything, given long enough. Including a crush on his senior officer.
One man can alter the course of history. A random encounter leads Duv Galeni to change his mind and return to Komarr.
When Peter is told he is a wizard, he asks if he is like Harry Potter, and is told by Nightingale that he differs because: “I’m not a fictional character” From the diegesis that the hero inhabits, this places Harry Potter as fiction, to that worlds reality. From the narrator perspective, however, which operates on level nearer that of the author, this statement takes on further meaning, a hint to our level of reality—he isn’t just not a fictional character within the fictional story, but perhaps, not a fictional character at all. Sir Thomas Nightingale, 1st Baronet of Newport Pond, Essex—the High Sherrif of Essex in 1627, died 1644—would certainly be a fitting candidate, whose family arms are symbolic of peace, harmony, political cunning with an armed serjant Ibex—a defensive pose, fitting of a defender of the peace—and a motto of, “For King and Country”. His death falls within two years of Newton’s birth, who becomes the founder of the magic society in Rivers of London, and so would fit well in the story.