Part I - He Gave to Mis'ry All He Had
"well, i hear keith," kane didn't even bother pretending to look at the id he'd been handed, for all he knew it could have said 'william adler, president of space balloonland,' "finally broke up with that big creepy methed-out man-child everyone's been telling
Part VI - These Waters That Reflect No Stars
Will reached his and Sam's room to find Leo's jeans, shirt, and boxers folded on the floor at the foot of the bed. The wolf himself was naked, on his knees, beside them. "Uh," Leo began nervously, "you didn't say whether I was to kneel, sir,...
Part XIV - Pity's Long-Broken Urn
The desert smelled so familiar. He didn't remember much of El Salvador. A few images of the rooms of a house, but even those he couldn't be sure if they were memories of real things, or memories of imagining what memories of real things might have...
Part IV - All and Then Most of You, Some and Now None of You
"You keep any kind of exercise routine?" "Uh, no sir. I used to be on the football team in high school, but the last few years..." "The breakup again?" "...yessir." Will gave him the kind of look you would give someone who said they'd blown all...
Part XIII - His Curse on the Fairest Joys
Kane's taillights vanished slowly down the long gravel road. More slowly than they needed to. Possible, Will supposed, that he'd been a little more emphatic than needed explaining about the steepness of the way up here. Also possible that Dunbar was...
Part XV - Of All of the Boys Who Were Schoolmates Then There are Only You and I
Someone witnessing events, invisible but ever present, from the outside, might have been forgiven for thinking that being fully and officially Will's hadn't changed Leo's life all that much. Like a newlywed after the honeymoon, the return to ordinary...
William's Gift
A the smoke room fanfic for a change william adler was a lot of things in life. a sheriff, a detective. a pragmatist, a cynic. a native, trying to make himself useful to the colonizers.
Part VIII - The Heart is Just a Muscle
God knew where his shirt had been all day, but he wrestled off his jeans and boxers the second the door shut behind him. "Get your slave ass in here," Sam's growl drifted from the living room, "now." Leo scrambled. If nothing else, Sam clearly knew...
Extra - We Can Be Like They Are
"Well, I guess I feel kinda complicated bout it all." Todd's sigh had all the world-weariness of a tribulated martyr. "I don't guess, at least not no more, it's no Satan worship or nothin, and it aint as if I aint done more'n enough to drive a wedge'r...
Sam x Will thingie
william adler." sam whimpered. it had been two weeks since he felt that scared. he felt like he could die at any moment, and a part of him wanted that to happen.
Part II - The Tender Things Are Those We Fold Away
"You work in the morning?" "Yessir." "Really, on Saturday? Huh." Kane was being very patient, he thought, while Will passed a beat-up phone back to whoever-the-hell-this-was. "You're gonna text me on your first break, then." "Yessir. Uh, what do I...
Part III - New Unfolding His Imprison'd Pride
This picnic table probably hadn't been here when this place had been actual offices. Will's keen investigative instincts told him that the taco truck people had brought it and set it up. An operating office park wouldn't have a plastic table with a...