11 Works by Zadien
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Lucy Chen: A safe pair of hands for our repeat Gold Medal hopes?
His brain sparked. He remembered a late night sat on the couch with Stevie curled up against him, screaming and shouting when one young woman ended Canada’s relentless pursuit of gold.
Lucy Chen, the USA goalie. Lucy Chen who made Stevie want to play professional hockey. Lucy Chen whose poster graced the south-facing wall in Stevie’s bedroom.
That’s why she looked familiar.
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Tim's breath choked, and he stumbled, hand lifting to reach out and touch her, to make sure she was real.. She was alive. Alive. Was this real?
How could Lucy be here, right in front of him? Within arm’s reach for the first time in what felt like forever…
—less than a year
—it felt so much longer.
She clocked his movement, and he watched the wariness lift, replaced by confusion that crumpled her features; her brow furrowed, her hand covered her mouth. “Tim? Is that you?"
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Tim's not jealous of Emmett; he just wants to train Lucy to be the best she can be.
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“Oh, please, I know you, Timothy. So spill, what happened?”
“Nothing. The plans fell through.”
“A date?”
“No,” Tim scoffed through the swoop in his stomach, like gravity had left the building, allowing the organ to float up and then returned with a vengeance to yank it firmly into place. “Just some extra training with Chen. Turns out she decided grabbing drinks with Emmett was more important.”
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“Look,” Tim began, cutting her off before she could say anything more, “it’s not wrong to want a connection, but settling for someone is the same as settling for churros. Unsatisfying.”
“Churros are not unsatisfying.”
“They are when you want Tiramisu.”
“Not just any Tiramisu, but The Tiramisu from that restaurant.”
“Wow, so he’s epically failing on all levels.”
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---Lucy wants Tiramisu, but she's settling for Churros, and Tim's not going to accept that.
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- Part 4 of Up denial creek without a paddle
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Below her, Jackson and his brother climbed into a silver truck and drove towards the lights of the highway in the distance, passing under the glowing Seasons Greetings sign. Lucy folded her fingers around the lingering warmth of her cup and tried to bask in the silence and solitude.
It didn't work.
It crept under her skin, itched from the inside out, honed in at her ribs.
Despite all the festive iconography around her, it didn’t feel like Christmas. No matter how hard she tried to force it.
So there was no point putting it off anymore. Time to go to work and, hopefully, find a successful way to avoid the soon-to-be Sergeant Bradford of North Hollywood.
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Lucy has to work on Christmas Day, a day filled with badly decorated Christmas trees, selfish Grinch-like characters, and a man she definitely should not be developing feelings for. Can she make it through? Can she have a Christmas miracle? (It's Christmas, of course, she can).
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Lucy smiled and pulled the laptop onto her lap intending to change the search parameters because, honestly, while they were going to England, it was doubtful the ticket would mention England specifically. London was a more specific search term.
Her eyes caught on a subject line and her fingers froze, her whole body going cold and then hot in milliseconds.
Confirmation receipt… Engagement Ring…
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Wilful Ignorance served with a handful of churros by Zadien
Fandoms: The Rookie (TV 2018)
21 Oct 2024
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Angela was wrong when she stated Tim was only with Ashley as a consolation prize because he couldn't have Lucy. Because he didn't want Lucy, right? Unless he did.
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He wasn’t dating Ashley as some consolation prize because he wanted someone else. And the suggestion that he had buried feelings for Lucy? It was sleazy at best, dangerous at worst. Lucy was his rookie, she was now his aide. That sort of rumour could end her career.
The implications for him weren’t great either.
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- Part 3 of Up denial creek without a paddle
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Chenford Week Day 3: Comfort
---------“You looked like you had a headache when you came in. Tough day?”
He groaned and shifted closer to her, absorbing her warmth and softness and coaxing her to ease more of the headache. “I know I always said it was a sacred duty to train the next generation but… why are they getting dumber?”
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OR after a long, crappy day, Tim finds comfort in the normalcy with his wife and child.
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When Angela heads to the bar for Lucy's intervention, she figures she'll say some wise words, impart some guidance, and have a few drinks. Turns out Lucy's not the only one in desperate need of her advice.
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Lucy puffed out her cheeks and blew over the open mouth of her bottle. “Maybe I just need to talk to him. Attraction can grow out of knowing someone, and that’s usually a better foundation for any relationship than basing it on looks or sparks. Sparks burn out.”“Mine and Wesley’s hasn’t burnt out.”
Which was a blessing Angela routinely gave thanks for.
“You and Wesley are an outlier and shouldn’t be counted.”
“No, I think you’ll find that we’re the yardstick that everyone should be measured against.”
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- Part 2 of Up denial creek without a paddle
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Tumblr Prompt: Chenford pre-relationship + are you jealous?
Set loosely around 4x10 but not fully canon compliant.
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She paused, biting her lip before lobbing the grenade. “You’ll probably have plenty of reasons to hang out on the beach.”A muscle ticked in his jaw and he averted his gaze stiffly out the front window. “No.”
“Ashley can work, you can lie on the beach, work on your tan…”
She very definitely did not think too long about what he might wear while doing that, but she didn’t have time to as she got the exact reaction she was looking for: the half-snarl and disgusted look.
“Absolutely not.”
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- Part 1 of Up denial creek without a paddle
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Pure speculation based on the promo for 6x10 where Lucy has Tim's back. Always.
----------------Opening the passenger door, Tim staggered out of the cab and grabbed the door to steady himself. Everything ached; he was a tall, dark, swollen wound barely contained in his own skin. He didn't even want to think about dealing with the paramedics. Squinting against the light, he checked on Lucy and froze.
Still riding on adrenaline, a pretty flush high on her cheeks, she turned to him, a satisfied smile of a job well done curving her lips. He drank her up and felt the aching sorrow that she was no longer his. He’d messed it all up and yet, here she was, risking life and limb, to save him and doing it so damn well.