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EmmaxAldon - To the Core

I loved the chemistry between these two in Fubar... couldn't resist writing a little something for them!

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Emma sat on the steps outside the cabin, staring up at the stary sky. The past few weeks had been nothing short of weird.

After fleeing from the wedding, they’d ended up in a remote cabin the CIA had used as a safe house, while they awaited further instructions on what they needed to do next.

Standard procedure when your identity was compromised.

But that wasn’t really the weird part.

No, the weird part was the group of people she was with.

She had her team of course – her dad, Roo, Barry, and Aldon. Then there was her family too – her mom, Oscar, Romi and...

But then there was also Donnie and Carter. The two very unfortunate souls who were dragged into this complete shit show. They shouldn’t be here. Her worlds were colliding in uncomfortable ways, and she didn’t know how to handle it.

She’d worked so hard to keep Carter separate from her life in the CIA, and now it had all gone to shit.

But Emma was wiser now. Working with this team had somehow made her more self-aware. That she needed to own her decisions. That sometimes the ideals she built up in her head could never exist. Should never exist.

And that maybe the ideal wasn’t what she thought it was. Maybe the ideal was something else entirely. Something that had caught her completely off guard.

“Penny for your thoughts, Brunner?”

Emma turned her head and saw Aldon standing behind her, his hands shoved in his pockets.

There was no doubt that his stupid cute face was an ideal – especially when he looked at her like that.

She shook her head before turning back to look at the stars, “You don’t want to know.”

She heard the wood decking creek behind her before Aldon lowered himself down beside her. “Try me.”

Emma sucked in a breath, “I am... thinking about love.”

“Love?”

Emma turned to look at him with a teasing smile, “Yeah, love. You know that intense feeling of deep affection for someone or something—”

The corner of his mouth slowly tipped up, his eyes scanning her face.

Emma gulped.

How could his light perusal send her into an internal spiral? She was a spy for gods sake! She should be calm.

Then again, her dad was a prime example of how love had no rules. It wasn’t something we could ever control no matter how hard we tried. No matter how hard we tried to make love fit a mould that suited us.

“I know what love is, Emma.” Aldon responded quietly, his eyes still firmly on hers. “My mom always told me that love should rock your world to its core. It should rock it in a way you don’t ever want to come back from.”

“That’s pretty profound pooh bear. Didn’t you tell me that the only way to do this job was to not get attached to other people?” She said with a light laugh.

Aldon lifted a shoulder, “Just because I’ve never experienced love – or I’ve chosen not to experience it – doesn’t mean it doesn’t or cannot exist. Maybe it’s sometimes worth the risk. But I’m definitely open to have my world rocked.” He finished with a wink.

Emma let out a playful scoff and rolled her eyes. Trust Aldon to turn something sweet into something sexual. She knew in that moment that the CIA’s very own HIMBO struggled with vulnerability – and it was all too relatable.

He did have one up on her, however. He had been open with her in that bunker and in the aftermath. Talking about his past and his choices. About how she was making him rethink those choices. About how she was worth the wait.

And what had she done? Thrown it all in his face. Showing such little regard for his feelings. He wanted to be a choice, not an afterthought.

She wanted him to be a choice too.

And she knew that he could be.

“I think I liked the idea of Carter.” She blurted out, kind of unexpectedly. She figured if she’d started, she may as well continue. “Stability, normality, calm. I tried to force him into this ideal of what I wanted my home life to be but it just – it doesn’t exist. It can’t exist. Not in my world.”

“I think you can still have all of those things in this job. You just have to have it with the right person.” Aldon replied.

“I’m not sure what the right person could be in this job.”

“When you know, you’ll know.” Aldon replied with such conviction in his voice.

Emma looked at him. How could someone who had never experienced love be so sure? Then again, she wasn’t exactly a good example of what it looked like to love someone. What did she know?

“I’m really sorry, Aldon.”

Aldon raised a brow, “Looks like I’m the next stop on the Emma Brunner apology tour.”

She chuckled, “Looks like it. I was unfair to you. I used you without any regard for your feelings and I lied about it afterwards. It did mean something to me. I’m just still working out what.”

Aldon slowly nodded, “Maybe it’s the start of a love that will rock your world to its core.” He replied with a grin.

Emma let out a breathy laugh, “I think it would take a lot to rock my world given the life I live.”

Aldon stood up, walking a few paces in front of her. He turned around and placed his hands on his hips. “Challenge accepted.”

Emma was stunned to silence. This man was something else. Arrogant, indecent –

Who was she kidding?

He was confident, thoughtful, protective, sexy – and he just got her. He knew what she needed, and he understood her heart. Her flawed heart that just needed some work to get in the right place.

To get in the right place to love someone like they deserved to be loved.

“You’re confident. I’ll give you that.”

That was all Emma had in her to reply in that moment. The rest had to wait.

“I told you that you were worth waiting for, Emma. But that doesn’t mean I can’t give you a little nudge in the right direction.” He commented before he turned and started to walk away. He paused and turned around again, “How do you feel about being serenaded?”

Emma snorted, “Don’t you dare.”

Aldon nodded, “Hm. Thought so.” He teased with a wink before walking away again.

Man.

She was in trouble.

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Hi Em,

I hope that you are doing well !!

I've been re-reading a lot of Brettsey fics lately and yours are definitely some of my favorites ! So I just wanted to know if you had a fic in the works for Brettsey 🥰

Hey! I'm doing good thanks - I hope you are too 😊

Re-reading Brettsey fics is an excellent pastime - I'm so glad you've enjoyed re-reading mine 😊

I posted this on Twitter yesterday but for those who aren't on there, I have an AU fic in the works! I hope to have the first chapter posted this evening. Here's a sneak peek...

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Brettsey really did it ALL in 9x12.

There was support, goofiness, loving frustration, selflessness, adorable celebrations, and swoon worthy longing and loving stares...

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“Matt? Matt Casey?”

His head shot up and his smile softened, but remained firmly on his face, at the sight of this figure from his past. “Viv?” he questioned, pushing the shopping cart towards Hallie’s older sister. While he periodically spoke with Hallie’s parents on the phone to make sure they were keeping ok, he hadn’t seen her sister since Hallie’s funeral over ten years ago. It was an unexpected shock to the system to say the least.

New Brettsey one-shot posted!

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"Matt, you weighed the variables and you made a decision - that's what makes you a good captain."

"The fact that you beat yourself up about it afterwards is what makes you a good person."

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“Sugar? You ok?” he asked cautiously, knowing that it was her go to when she felt down.

“I’m fine, I just fancied something sweet” she said with a sweet smile to match. “And an excuse to stand next to you.”

“Oh, really?” he played along with a grin as they turned to face each other, standing a little closer than you would expect for two people who were supposedly ‘just friends.’

Season 10, early established Brettsey one-shot.

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I was in my feels about Casey getting to be a dad one day, so I wrote a little drabble 😊👇

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Awe.

It was the only word he could use to describe how he felt – and he hoped that feeling would never go away.

He knew he would love his baby, but he didn’t realise how overwhelming that love would be. She was his dream. She was their dream. And she was more than they could have asked for or imagined. Over the years he’d grown to accept that he wasn’t meant to be a father. Any time he came close it was ripped away from him – but he’d go through it all again if he was given the choice. Especially because it led him to this. He’d learnt a lot from those difficult experiences, and they’d shaped him into the man who was ready to be the best father he could be to his daughter.

Every time he looked at her, he was reduced to an awestruck silence. He was just taking every part of her in, bottling every little movement and every little noise and every detail of her delicate, doll like features.

He was obsessed with how she stretched her tiny little toes when she woke up.

He was obsessed with how her little fingers would wrap around his index finger with a death grip.

He was obsessed with how her little hand rubbed against her eye when she was tired.

He was obsessed with her little button nose that she scrunched whenever she was hungry.

He was obsessed with how smooth her skin was and that sweet, sweet baby smell.

He was obsessed with how soft the little tufts of blonde hair on her head were – and he couldn’t stop showering her head and her cheeks with feather like kisses.

Most of all, he was obsessed with how much her bright blue eyes resembled her mother’s. They were eyes that he’d never get tired of looking at on either of his loves. They were eyes full of hope and joy and peace. They were a constant reminder that no matter what, everything would be ok as long as they were together.

As he moved around the room with their baby that night, he couldn’t help but be excited about the future that was waiting at her feet. Even though she was only a few days old, he couldn’t help but think of how she would conquer the world with a fierce determination. He couldn’t wait to be her biggest and proudest champion.

At the same time, a part of him wished he could freeze time and keep their precious baby girl as a precious baby girl. As exciting as the future was, savouring these early days was just as important and just as special.

“Have you managed to find the worlds yet?”

He looked up from his daughter’s sleeping figure to see his wife leaning against the doorframe. She had the sweetest, most endearing smile on her face; and, as always, she was radiant. Being a mother suited her.

“I’m not sure I ever will.” He replied as he looked back down at the tiny bundle in his arms. “I should have known better than to think I was fully prepared for the level of love I was about to feel for a mini-Sylvie Brett.” He joked as Sylvie grinned and walked towards them.

She rested her cheek on Matt’s arm as she peered in at her daughter who had started to fuss a little.

“Sometimes I can’t believe we made something so perfect.” Sylvie said as she delicately ran her finger over the little girl’s cheek, the touch of her mother instantly calming her down.

“She is all you.” Matt admired.

“She is all ours.” Sylvie replied as she looked up at her husband. While Matt would never tire of looking at their daughter, Sylvie would never tire of looking at Matt looking at their daughter. The wonder in his eyes made her heart skip a beat. It was a look he’d always reserved for Sylvie, but she was more than happy to share it with their littlest love.

They stood in a peaceful silence for a few more moments before Matt quietly spoke. “Do you think she knows how much we love her?”

Sylvie stayed silent for a few moments, taking in the way their daughter was snuggled into Matt’s chest, or how she was so serene as Sylvie touched her. Even though she was only a few days old, the affection she had for her parents was already evident and there was a simple explanation for it.

“… she knows.”

And she always would.

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The Story of Brett and Casey - Part Five (9x14-9x16, with a few other sweet moments...)

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The Story of Brett and Casey - Part Four (9x04-9x13)

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"Jesse and Kara - they have a dialogue that's unlike anybody else. They're just so cute and funny and she's really good with accents too and she does his accent really well. They've got their own funny relationship." - Annie Ilonzeh

I love them 🥺❤

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16, fluff - brettsey 🥺

I know I've said I'll stay away from any spec fics, but well. It's hardly spec because it could happen at any moment, but this is a 9x15/9x16 spec fic. I also changed the prompt a bit around to fit it better.

"Can you please just hold me?/Can we please stay like this?"

The first thing Matt feels when he wakes up is radiant warmth. It isn’t unusual as his bedroom doesn’t have blinds, and it is located on the northeast side of the loft. When he opens his eyes though, he isn’t immediately blinded by the sun shining through his windows like he usually is in the mornings.

It confuses him for a moment but then he registers the soft puffs of air hitting the bare skin of his chest, and when he tilts his head down to inspect, his nose comes into contact with blonde hair that tickles his nose. It’s then that he remembers what happened the night before, becoming fully aware of who is lying next to him in bed.

Her sweet scent fills his nostrils, and he instinctively buries his nose into her hair. She is laying on her stomach, her head cushioned on his upper arm with one of her hands tucked close to her chin, her knuckles grazing his arm. He can barely see her face because he’s pressed into her side with hardly an inch of space between them, but it doesn’t make this moment any less perfect.

Waking up with Sylvie Brett in his arms has felt unattainable for such a long time, and he can’t quite believe it’s finally happening. It makes him tighten his hold on her, one hand smoothing over her naked back while the other pulls her tighter against his chest. She lets out a soft sigh, but her breathing stays even as she nuzzles her face against his arm.

Matt can’t help but press a kiss to her head, closing his eyes. The last few months had been painful, but if they led him to this moment right here, he would go through it all again because nothing compares to having the woman he loves in his arms.

The woman he loves.

Read the rest on AO3 because it gets a bit smutty in the middle.

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Brettsey parallels in 9x12