Tobin and Christen had a perfect life. Then Tobin got pulled over. Tobin doesn't remember much--only that as she was getting cuffed, she knew something wasn't right. Up against the windshield, she mouthed for Christen's help. But it was too late, and Christen won't forgive herself until she gets Tobin back. Read on to see how Tobin attempts to piece together her new surroundings after being mysteriously abducted; meanwhile, as other members of the team start to vanish, Christen pairs with Detective McDaniel to save those she loves - from the outside. Co-written by @HollieRosewood and @tfree96. This story serves as a standalone, but is technically also a continuation of the last chapter of A Love That Wasn't Planned, uploaded by @tfree96. For a little info on what led up to Ch. 1: Blurred Lines, go check out that fanfic! Warning: This story contains physically violent scenes in some chapters. There will be warnings beforehand for any chapters that contain violence. There is NO sexual violence and we will try to keep potentially upsetting scenes brief.

Jean Golightly turns to her sister for help when she finds herself in love with a girl and struggling to define what religion means to her; meanwhile, her church is divided voting on whether non-traditional marriages should be performed. Word Count: 4909 Short Story #1 Passed Round 1 of the "Short Story, Big Writer" contest. Last-Minute Warning! Could be dangerous for those without bike brakes.

Two best friends must find strength in each other as an apocalypse makes them question everything about their world. Word Count: 2728 Short Story #2 Runner-up for Round 2 of the "Short Story, Big Writer" contest. Last-Minute Warning! Could be dangerous for hydrophobes.

Three young women are challenged to realize their inner power after being enslaved by a multinational organization of businessmen. Word count: 1910 Short Story #3 Opted out of the "Short Story, Big Writer" contest; chose not to enter. Last-Minute Warning! Could pose a threat to ornithophobes.

Word Count: 1750. ~~~ Mister Dean Lost, Disaster has struck. As the circle of life has repeatedly shown us, death follows life follows death. The dial has fallen back on death, but life is taking too long to show, and I'm afraid the train may hit me before we reach the light at the tunnel's end. So, I decided to write to you, as you are the only one who has yet to call me hysterical. For the longest time, I had no idea the danger. In a sort of matrix, I was protected; or, so I thought. I was never scared of thunderstorms, but the constant rain and clouds became a nuisance to my weekly summer football games. If I had stayed inside the whole time, I wouldn't have had a life. So, one night, I did go. I went to the field and subjected myself to the electric jabs of God's staff, conveniently uncovering the truth in the process: all in a dream! While thunder clapped and lightning circled round like stage lights, I slept still, and so I think perhaps somebody was very adamant I see this vision. For what reason, I haven't got a clue, other than that they may have needed my hand. And hence, I cannot take the credit. If I have learned anything, it is that I'm no more than a drop of maple syrup in this country, and in this world. Tiny, slow, everchanging, and I can't help but get stuck to things; even you, though you still insist I'm sweet. In this package, I have enclosed my final twelve poems; one for each clock hour. Do what you please with them, but if you sell any to the newspaper do not credit me. Not solely, because though I played the scribe, I am no author. It's a collection about all the good and bad bugs the rain brings out, written by my hand in accordance with the Actress, the Horse, the Castle, the Waitress, and others I met along the way. If I'm lucky, I'll see them again soon -- and maybe you, too. Your devoted sister, Rossy Lost ~~~ Last-Minute Warning! Could irk astraphobes.

Word Count: 36,850. "Nothing in the world is quite as good as lying down in dewy grass, nighttime at long last after a day of walking absolutely nowhere, soccer and a lover competing for your breath." ~Chapter Twenty Christen is the new girl disturbing Tobin's hard chill. Coach Jill always wanted the gals to build strong bonds with one another through training sessions, games, meetings, quality time and rooming together in hotels. After sitting in Alex's sacred bus seat, Christen becomes Tobin's new bus buddy on top of all that. But will Tobin be able to hide her feelings for Christen from the gaydars of her other twenty-one best friends? Cover by the awesome @BlackstitchKR. Disclaimer: I do not own the images used for this story nor do I claim that any events are true, and I also do not own Tobin nor Christen nor any of the characters. Last-Minute Warning! Could be dangerous for the lactose intolerant. Highest rankings: #1 in Preath #1 in TobinHeath 100K reads in a year, yay!