DD9 - Merry Christmas!
Dec. 25th, 2013 10:15 pmTitle: The Summer Sun in Winter
Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Genre: Fluff/AU
Rating & Warnings: PG
Words: This part 2567, appr. 14.5k overall
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.
Summary: Julian has spent the last six months working as a doctor at a hospital in Andor. Now he's home for the holidays, to the joy of all of his friends--but especially Garak. This chapter: Christmas Day.
Author's Notes: Merry Christmas! I hope Santa was kind to those of you who left their metaphorical chimneys open for him, and all the best wishes to those of you who don't celebrate the holiday. To those of you for whom this is a difficult time of year, I hope you find peace.
This chapter, of all of them, is made of spun sugar--but if you've read this far, I'm going to assume you don't have any objections to that sort of thing. I wrote this well before propheticfire submitted a certain headcanon to the Deep Dish Nine blog on tumblr, and so I was greatly amused when it turned upon my dash. We went sort of in completely opposite directions with it, though.
Thank you to Lady Yate-xel, who was kind enough to loan me a certain idea of hers. <3
Once again, all my love and gratitude to everyone who's read my fics and supported me this year. All of you are awesome and I'm so lucky to have each and every one of you in my life. <3
( 'Elim, did you give me your chocolates?' )
Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Genre: Fluff/AU
Rating & Warnings: PG
Words: This part 2567, appr. 14.5k overall
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.
Summary: Julian has spent the last six months working as a doctor at a hospital in Andor. Now he's home for the holidays, to the joy of all of his friends--but especially Garak. This chapter: Christmas Day.
Author's Notes: Merry Christmas! I hope Santa was kind to those of you who left their metaphorical chimneys open for him, and all the best wishes to those of you who don't celebrate the holiday. To those of you for whom this is a difficult time of year, I hope you find peace.
This chapter, of all of them, is made of spun sugar--but if you've read this far, I'm going to assume you don't have any objections to that sort of thing. I wrote this well before propheticfire submitted a certain headcanon to the Deep Dish Nine blog on tumblr, and so I was greatly amused when it turned upon my dash. We went sort of in completely opposite directions with it, though.
Thank you to Lady Yate-xel, who was kind enough to loan me a certain idea of hers. <3
Once again, all my love and gratitude to everyone who's read my fics and supported me this year. All of you are awesome and I'm so lucky to have each and every one of you in my life. <3
( 'Elim, did you give me your chocolates?' )