My BFF Amber and I walked into work this morning and we both immediately said, "I didn't sleep last night!"

Cue the yawning.

One Red Bull each later (she got the big one, but I think she needed it a little more!), and I'm ready to get back to writing my Big Bang. I'm already over 14,000 words, so the word count's definitely not going to be a problem, but I have a huge mental block when it comes to writing first drafts. I'm compulsive, I need to write my stories in order with full scenes! No bare outlines or short scenes for fillers... I think that's going to be my problem. Considering this upcoming weekend might be a wash because of Amber's three-day birthday celebration, I might not get a heck of a lot done.

But I am enjoying my Big Bang so far -- it's got some fun banter, some UST, and an actual PLOT. You can think of it as a story similar to my CSI verse, if Jared was a Doctor and Jensen cared way less about forensics, and if CSI was set in an entirely new country created when Texas, and several other states, seceded from the US. FUN, RIGHT?!

In fact, have a snippet!

Cassidy pauses as a long shadow darkens their table. Jensen’s eyes travel up and up to see the Doc grinning down at them.

“Hey, Cass.”

She smiles, more personality in it than she’s given Jensen this morning. “Is Bill in the office this morning?”

“It’s his last day in before he heads down to Houston for a month.” Jared acknowledges Jensen with the barest of nods, turning around to find an open table.

The Doc’s hair is damp at the ends from a recent shower, his t-shirt crisp and loose around his waist. The v-neck cut dips low enough for Jensen to see a dusting of hair darkening Jared’s skin.

“Why don’t you join us?” Cassidy asks. Jensen cocks his head, stares her down, but she challenges with a simple shrug. “I’m sure the Ranger here doesn’t mind, I’ve already crashed his lonely breakfast.”

The Doc grabs a chair, elbows spreading the width of the tabletop. Stabbing at a biscuit, Jensen doesn’t contribute to the conversation between the deputy and the doctor, eating becomes his singular focus.

Jared clears his throat a few minutes later, twirling the glass of cranberry juice set in front of him. The waitress had been kind enough to serve him something besides charred coffee, but she continued to ignore Jensen’s glare.

“Can I ask if there’s been any progress on finding the Sheriff?”

Cassidy shoots Jensen a look. “We don’t exactly have the resources for a manhunt, Jared.” Her voice is stretched, careful. “I’m looking into some things, but it’s been four days.”

“Meaning, you don’t think he’s coming back.”

“Meaning,” Jensen cuts in with a snarl, “I don’t think your Sheriff wants to be found.”

It's funny, as well, that I'm calling this "inspired by" Justified, but the more I watch the show, the more I realize that it parallels pretty nicely. My Big Bang coach dugindeep and I have been marathoning the show, and every time a plot point comes up that I've used without knowing it's in the show, we laugh :)

How are y'all doing this Tuesday afternoon?