#CrossingLines

[gatefleet]

Ghost of the Past

CrossingLines: Sebastian Berger, CL Team

WordCount: 1,635 (Can you tell this one got slightly out of hand?)

T(W): Hospital, Abduction, Swearing, Funeral, Death

Request: Yes, “Hi, may I please request a fic for Sebastian Berger from Crossing Lines? Maybe Reader's a former girlfriend he meets when she joins the team and realizes he still has feelings for her, or he comforts her after she had been taken hostage and they end up kissing? Hope this is ok, thanks anyway" - @thetempleofthemasaigoddess

A/N: Can I just say that I LOVED writing this. Our German dork doesn't get enough love, I also may have gotten a little out of hand with this one ^^; - Hope it's what you were looking for! My German is extremely limited so I had to use Google translate for phrasing, apologies if it reads weird or doesn't make sense.

You had been given an impromptu invitation to join a Major Louis Daniel at the International Criminal Court in The Hague, with a very vague job offer. One you had accepted and asked for the start date. You were a linguist with a speciality in Eastern European Languages and some of the more common European languages, something which attracted both Major Daniel and Prosecutor Dorn to your work as an officer, what made them reach out to offer you a position on the team they were assembling. You knew nothing about any of the other officers they had reached out to or the ones who accepted the job. You had come in earlier than the others, but not earlier than Dorn who met you with a kind smile and offered you a seat as you were putting down your ‘go bag’. You smiled back and introduced yourself, instinctively holding out your hand to shake his, he took it gladly and gave you a warm handshake.

You were closely followed into the room by a youngish brunette male who introduced himself as ‘Tommy McConnell’ – very distinctively Irish. You made a mental note to keep track of the nationalities you would be working with. A blonde female ‘Sienna Pride’ was next to enter and introduce herself – English. A young dark-haired female then entered the room with a red-haired female, ‘Anne-Marie San’ – French, ‘Eva Vittoria’ – Italian. You were about to ask about Major Daniel when you heard a very distinctive German accent enter the room with apologies about potentially being late. You closed your eyes briefly and took a couple of breaths to calm yourself before turning around. The German was exactly who you believed it would be ‘Sebastian Berger’, he was busy introducing himself to those that were currently standing and faltered when he got to yourself.

“You two know each other or somethin’?” The Irishman wasn’t slow in picking up on the awkward realisation between yourself and Sebastian.

“Something like that,” was Sebastian’s response with a lopsided grin and, dear god, had you forgotten how that accent (and that smile) made you weak in the knees. You faked a cough to break the tension and sat down again, Sebastian sat in the chair behind you, Tommy in a chair near the back with Eva and Anne-Marie had picked the one at the head of the table while Sienna picked the one opposite yourself.

Michel Dorn was introducing himself and the reason for the team when Major Daniel appeared with a scruffy looking male at his heels. “Apologies for the late arrival team, this is Detective Carlton Hickman, he will be joining us” the Major gestured toward the Detective who was looking at the floor, almost ashamed. “Please, Dorn, continue,” Major Daniel apologised and gestured for Dorn to continue. You tried to focus on what Dorn was saying and not the fact that Sebastian was behind you, tried to shake the intrusive thoughts of his breath on the back of your neck that you once loved, you gave your head a gentle shake and began to stand when you noticed everyone else was beginning to move.

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You were standing in a cemetery in England, dressed in black with the rest of the team. Sebastian had his arm around your shoulder, and you stared blankly at the hole in the ground which your friend and colleague was about to be lowered into. Tommy had taken the loss hard, angry at himself for not seeing it coming. When the priest had finished speaking and the team began to walk to Sienna’s mother you felt Sebastian’s hand on your lower back as support as you walked on the grass in heels and saw Anne-Marie with her arm looped in Sebastian’s free arm on the other side. Tommy couldn’t contain himself and spoke some hard truths to Sienna’s mother. The team tried to calm him, but it was in vain. Sebastian continued to support Anne-Marie up the muddy hill while you and Eva had linked arms and walked behind. Returning to the hotel in the cars was sombre and quiet, you were in a car with Eva, Tommy, Ann-Marie and Sebastian. Tommy was driving as he was the one most adept with British roads and driving, you, Sebastian and Anne-Marie were in the back. Poor Sebastian had been placed in the middle seat and you were staring out the window closest to you, not paying much attention to the passing scenery. You felt a warm hand grip the one of yours which had a vice grip on the loose part of your dress making you realise and release the fabric. You focused on Sebastian’s reflection in the window you were gazing out of, he had given a small look toward your hand and then looked forward as though it was instinctive and natural. You forgot how grateful you were when he was this thoughtful and effortless in his affections.

At the hotel you got out and Sebastian and Eva helped Anne-Marie, you all met up with Louis and Carlton at the hotel bar along with a couple of other guests who happened to be staying in the same hotel. You all raised a glass to Sienna. You hadn’t noticed the glances and staring Sebastian was throwing your way, you were wallowing in your grief too much to notice. Sebastian had forgotten how beautiful and graceful you could be when you didn’t think anyone was paying attention to you.

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It had been a few months since Sienna’s funeral, her loss was still felt throughout the team. Tommy was still brooding. Anne-Marie had recovered from her surprise trip to the hospital shortly after the incident. The team was in a solemn routine, Tommy entered smelling like a distillery according to Dorn. You and Sebastian tended to be in the computer lab, Sebastian working on his Scan Gen, you working on a programme to gain quicker access to non-public access feeds. It was a comfortable silence between you both, the silence occasionally being broken by questions about software or code checking.

The day you never turned up was a surprise to the team as you were normally quite reliable at being in the office shortly after Dorn and Louis. Eva was supposed to collect you from a predetermined location, and you hadn’t shown. Louis attempted to call and message you to no avail. Sebastian discreetly attempted to reach you too. After an hour of no one on the team being able to contact you, Louis asked Sebastian to try and locate your phone, while reluctant, Sebastian obliged. When your phone showed you were at home, Louis and Eva went to your apartment while Sebastian began to internally panic and began to jump the gun and try to access cameras and CCTV to see if you had left your apartment and if you had, then at which point you went missing.

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You awoke with a pounding in your head. You tried to reach up to see if you had been bleeding and found your hands and feet bound to a chair you had been placed upon. You tried to open your eyes to look at your surroundings, but the minimal amount of light which penetrated the darkness surrounding you both was too much for your head but too little for you to see anything. You were left in the darkness, alone with your thoughts and your mind racing with who you had pissed off enough to come at you like this.

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You had been out of it for most of your abduction. The team had taken 2 days to find you, and when they did, they found you in Antwerp, Belgium. When they found you Sebastian and Tommy had been the first to breach the door. They had found you semi-conscious and your feet bound, and hands tied behind your back on the floor. Sebastian called to the team that he had you and for the others to go after the perp while he carried you outside. Once the team had left the room, he held your head in his hands and spoke to you, releasing your feet and hands, “Come on meine Liebe, don’t give up on me now Liebling.” You groaned and once while your eyes and head were adjusting to the noise and the light. Once you realised your hands were free you quickly and desperately clung to Sebastian.

“Seb?”

“Ja, Ja Liebling, Ich bin hier, du bist in Sicherheit.” He was frantic and reverted to his native language knowing you would understand, you gripped him tighter than you ever had before hands tracing his face, making sure this was real. He held you tightly and firmly in his grasp, your lips grazed each other’s in your closeness, “you’re injured, let’s get you out of here, think you can stand?” Seb, always a gentleman and not the greatest fan of getting caught in public. You nodded your head and clung to Sebastian like your life depended on it as he supported you to the ambulance to be looked over. You refused to let Sebastian leave your line of vision or be too far from you, Hickman noticed the reluctance of separation and suggested to Louis that Sebastian be the one to accompany you to the hospital instead of Eva.

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In the hospital you discovered that someone who had wanted to test the team had taken you to prove that the new cross border team could be vulnerable and had caught you as you passed by an alleyway to meet Eva. She had missed you by minutes and began to beat herself up about it, which you assured her she shouldn’t do, you were more embarrassed and pissed at yourself for being caught off guard than anything else.

(GIF CREDIT TO THE OWNER)

[bobtaildigger]

#IBeGeniusenStuff - #CrossingLines S3

Typical #crimedrama making obscure unit bigger than life.

[makepeacelovejoy]

[woahheykate]

Team Iron Man x Crossing Lines

Anyone remember a Team Iron Man fanfic on AO3 that was a crossover with Crossing Lines? It was like a what if TeamCap finally had to face actual consequences via the International Criminal Court?

The author (whose name I can’t remember) took it down and I loved it so much that I thought I’d toss a hope into the digital winds that may be I can find the author and beg the story out of them

[woedwolf-a]

i’m  about  this  close  to  losing  my  mcfuckin  shit  w/  tumblrbot  over  @crossinglines.  that’s  today’s  mood.  fight  w/  a  robot.

[stormweathered-arc1]

@crossinglines asked: ❛ You almost broke that guy in half! That was awesome! ❜ ( Peter parker )

some meme somewhere

GAZE SHIFTS TO PETER at the words, brows wrinkled; he’s still a little out of breath from the scrap, and the look is one of something that falls somewhere ‘round BEMUSEMENT . ❛ well, you know, ❜ says he, a little uncertain whether this something intended to be a COMPLIMENT   ( he’s never quite certain with the heroes of midgard, really )   but taking it all the same. ❛  ’tis best to make sure they don’t come back for MORE. ❜ a heartbeat, and he can’t help but add: ❛ but it was pretty awesome. ❜

[findmeatmanofiiron]

“  FOR  A  SECOND  THERE  I  THOUGHT  WE  WERE  GONERS -  ”        He still  had  words  left  him,  but  Tony  swallowed  the  back  down  with  as  soon  as  his  eyes  latched  onto  Steve’s  body  on  the  ground.  When  had  he  gone  down?  How?  Moments  ago  he’d  been  fine.  Sure  it  might  as  well  have  been  a  suicide  mission  but  Steve  had  been  fine.         “  Shit.   Steve?  ”   

Tony’s  heart  raced  in  his  chest  as  he  quickly  moved  over  towards  the  other  man  and  dropped  onto  his  knees  next  to  him.         “  Hey,  you  in   there?  You’re  okay,  right?  Can  you  sit  up?  ”  

@crossinglines for steve!

[prettytragcdies]

Female characters in basically every major show and movie franchise are the most under appreciated. It's so refreshing to see someone do them justice and write them with such thought!

crossinglines

        The fact that you think I do them justice really means a lot, because I’m always secretly paranoid when it comes to my canon portrayals. I also really appreciate how the fact that I truly do put a lot of thought into each response is shining through, because staying true to and going in depth with my characters has always been one of the most important things to me when it comes to my writing. So yeah, thanks again for such a sweet message!

[cptsrogers-archive]

@crossinglines said: ❝ don’t touch me ! stay away ! ❞ (Bucky)

dragon age starters || accepting

Immediately, Steve’s hands flew back, raising quickly to be in line with his shoulders. He’d simply reached out to steady Bucky, to make sure he was okay. The hit he’d taken had been hard enough to knock him a few feet away. As hardy and tough as Bucky was, even Steve had cringed at the blow.

“Are you alright? Did you break something?” He kept his hands up, his body tense with the desire to step forward and help, but the knowledge that his attentions weren’t wanted. “Please, let me help, Bucky.”

[rgerscap]

just wanted to pop in and say i've been reading your stuff as steve and it's just incredible

   random  love  &  positivity       /      always    accepting

omg   i’m   not   crying   at   all   it’s   just   a   burst   pipe   leaking   on   my   face   jfkdhg   this   has   made   my   night   oh   my   goodness   thank   you   so   so   much   this   has   really   made   me   smile   i   just !!!    you   are   so   amazing   and   i   adore   your   blog   ok   and   i   can’t   wait   to   start   writing   with   you   aHHH   but   this   really   did   make   my   day   thank   you   so   so   so   much   

[woedwolf-a]

@CROSSINGLINES​  SENT :   ❛ I  LITERALLY  LOVE  EVERYTHING  ABOUT  YOUR  BLOG.  THE  AESTHETICS  ARE  INSANE  &  THEY  COMPLIMENT  YOUR  WRITING.  I  LOVE  YOUR  BUCKY  SO  MUCH  &&&  I  LITERALLY  RESPECT  SO  MUCH  THE  FACT  YOU  DON’T  POST  ABOUT  HYDRA  STUFF  OR  INCLUDE  IT  IN  YOUR  INTERPRETATION.  ALSO  I  LOVE  HOW  WHEN  YOU  FEEL  AS  THOUGH  YOU’VE  MADE  A  MISTAKE  OR  POSTED  SOMETHING  YOU  REGRET,  YOU  TAKE  OWNERSHIP.  I  THINK  PEOPLE  CAN  LEARN  A  LOT  FROM  THAT.  (  EVEN  MYSELF,  I  KNOW  SOMETIMES  I’LL  JUST  DELETE  IT  &  MOVE  ON ) ❜ I  LIKED  THEIR  POST  FOR  SOME  LOVE !

thank  you  so  much  for  this.  honestly,  when  you  first  sent  it,  it  made  me  smile  so  much.  there’s  just  certain  things  that  i  feel  like  in  the  world  we  live  in  compared  to  when  it  was  entered  in  canon,  i’d  prefer  not  to  touch  on.  that’s  one  of  those  things.  i’m  not  religious  myself,  but  that’s  an  entire  culture  that’s  affected  by  it,  not  just  a  religion.  i  don’t  feel  comfy  writing  something  that  could  possibly  be  considered  disrespectful.

&  yes,  thank  you  for  acknowledging  that.  sometimes  i  acknowledge  it  too late,  but  if  i  fuck  up,  i  own  it.  i’m  just  not  the  type  of  person  to  act  like  i’ve  done  nothing  wrong  if  i  have.  i  feel  like  the  only  way  we   can  learn   is  to  see  mistakes  we’ve  made ,  acknowledge  it ,  think  about  it  &  improve  how  we  handle  ourselves  in  whatever  situation  that  may  be.

you’re  an  absolutely  lovely  person  &  i  adore  you,  i  adore  your  blog  &  the  various  portrayals.  i  cannot  wait  to  start  writing  with  you.  ♥

[killedinstead]

@crossinglines sent an owl: ❛ i just want to sleep . please , just … let me sleep . ❜ ( from harry!! ) 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧  ,  𝐚  𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞  𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞  . // accepting

       A hand moved through his hair, pulling it back from his face. What she wouldn’t do, wouldn’t give to trade places with him. Sadly she had done all she could, sadly for them both, there was nothing more she could do to protect him. “It won’t be like this for much longer,” she said softly. She leaned over, pressing a sweet kiss to his brow. She had almost died for him, and would do so again if he asked for it, or if she felt like it was needed.  There was still a war yet to come. “You are stronger than you know Harry, you will see the end of all of this.” Or she would die trying to make it so. 

[ironsguilt]

❛       I LOVE WHAT YOU’VE DONE .     cut all ties ,  turned and run .      ❜     /     awkward conversations   —  the front bottoms .

@crossinglines liked .

[agecfmiracles-archive2]

I literally have been wanting to jump into your inbox since I came off my hiatus. I love so many of your muses. And honestly reading your MJ threads gives me so much muse sometimes for my peter and frankly just all my marvel characters. Keep it up cause seeing your blog makes me smile!

omfg i screamed very quietly reading this???? I honestly never expect people to WANT to interact with me, I always imagine that I’m, like. annoying them into pretending they want to be friends with me. Which I reasonably know isn’t true but doesn’t stop the bad thoughts, so this makes me very happy.

You should DEFINITELY message me any time you want to RP with MJ or any of my other muses, I’m literally always looking for more ic interactions, and I’m not exaggerating or being fake when I say my inbox is ALWAYS open!

[sensesdialed-aa]

Oh god, where do I start? I've followed you I'm pretty sure since you started your blog. I'm really sad we haven't gotten a chance to get to know eachother and rp ( b/c of all my hiatuses ) because I always love seeing you on my dash! Hopefully we'll get to soon because your peter is just... amazing.

@crossinglines // positivity i liked for!!

   ahhhh oh my gosh?? jhfsdgsfhdj first of all im sorry you had to see the trAINWRECK that was my blog when i first started it lmao, but thANK YOU SO MUCH!!! i would love to get to know you/rp with you cause youre amazing!!! aaa i appreciate this a lot sdhfbhdj 

[spam-alot]

At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don’t keep people out. They fence you in. Life is messy. That’s how we are made. So you can waste your lives drawing lines. Or you live your life crossing them - Meredith Grey ( Grey’s Anatomy)