Well, it comes from the crossover possiblities of Sorkin. I've read Josh/Sam and Casey/Dan (*lots* of them! *bg*). I've read Josh/Dan and I've read Sam/Dan. I've even read a Casey/Sam fic. Hence, the only one I'm missing for a complete collection is Josh/Casey.
I think it could work, too. Set in Washington, late S4 or early S5 (haven't seen either so I don't want to shoot myself in the foot by screwing with canon), after the fall of Sports Night. The start would be something like....
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The first time Josh saw him, he honestly didn't take much notice. Josh was too busy being annoyed at the crowd in the gym. He knew there was a reason he didn't bother going to the gym at this time of evening. At 6pm, there was always the rush of office workers, finishing their working day with exercise.
This meant that instead of being able to spend a quiet hour moving his body and letting his mind work on autopilot, he was looking for an empty treadmill. Of course, they were all taken and he'd just wasted 10 minutes of his hour.
When the guy at the end started to slow down, Josh wandered over and waited for him to finish. As he waited, he watched. The guy was taller than Josh, and slightly wider across the shoulders. His light brown hair was styled into some short preppy cut but there was something about his face that seemed vaguely familiar. Something about the strong jaw and boy-next-door features.
Breathing deeply, the guy stepped off the treadmill and caught Josh staring at him. He smiled tightly and nodded to Josh. "Can I help you?"
"Finished with the treadmill?" Josh asked as he gestured at the row of equipment currently being used.
"It's all yours," the guy said, stepping aside with a grin.
"Thanks," Josh said and the guy nodded and picked up his towel. He took a few steps away and then Josh called out, "Hey?"
"Yeah?" The guy said, turning back around to Josh.
"Do I know you from somewhere?"
"I don't think so," the guy said with a shake of his head, and disappeared into the change rooms.
Josh shrugged and then turned his attention to correcting the treadmill settings. He could have sworn he'd seen that guy somewhere before.
***
Okay, that start came easier than expected. It always does when you're procrastinating about other fics that you should work on. *g*
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Date: 2004-01-08 05:19 pm (UTC)I think it could work, too. Set in Washington, late S4 or early S5 (haven't seen either so I don't want to shoot myself in the foot by screwing with canon), after the fall of Sports Night. The start would be something like....
***
The first time Josh saw him, he honestly didn't take much notice. Josh was too busy being annoyed at the crowd in the gym. He knew there was a reason he didn't bother going to the gym at this time of evening. At 6pm, there was always the rush of office workers, finishing their working day with exercise.
This meant that instead of being able to spend a quiet hour moving his body and letting his mind work on autopilot, he was looking for an empty treadmill. Of course, they were all taken and he'd just wasted 10 minutes of his hour.
When the guy at the end started to slow down, Josh wandered over and waited for him to finish. As he waited, he watched. The guy was taller than Josh, and slightly wider across the shoulders. His light brown hair was styled into some short preppy cut but there was something about his face that seemed vaguely familiar. Something about the strong jaw and boy-next-door features.
Breathing deeply, the guy stepped off the treadmill and caught Josh staring at him. He smiled tightly and nodded to Josh. "Can I help you?"
"Finished with the treadmill?" Josh asked as he gestured at the row of equipment currently being used.
"It's all yours," the guy said, stepping aside with a grin.
"Thanks," Josh said and the guy nodded and picked up his towel. He took a few steps away and then Josh called out, "Hey?"
"Yeah?" The guy said, turning back around to Josh.
"Do I know you from somewhere?"
"I don't think so," the guy said with a shake of his head, and disappeared into the change rooms.
Josh shrugged and then turned his attention to correcting the treadmill settings. He could have sworn he'd seen that guy somewhere before.
***
Okay, that start came easier than expected. It always does when you're procrastinating about other fics that you should work on. *g*