Today is Quisties Birthday! In honor of that Frea and Victorianoir have mad a tumblr. Go to the tumblr web sight and search ProjectSunray. From there you can see some stories fan art and letters for and to Quistie. For my own part I was going to write a long involved 1 shot, but as usual it morphed into something huge. Instead I wrote a kind of epilogue to the Veterans. You are Amazing madame. The world is a brighter place because of you.
"Chuck, I don't understand. With the my memories still like Swiss cheese, I asked Ellie about her in-laws and she got all weird on me. Now you're telling me we're going to eat with them?"
Her husband turned from where he was getting dressed. "What Ellie doesn't know is that they were both part of the agency. We've had supper a few times, and they're always fun to listen too."
Sarah raised her eyebrow, and her lips grew tight. "I don't like practical jokes."
After shaking his head vigorously he said "I'm serious." After looking at his watch briefly he said "it's time to head out."
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"After the kiss I didn't remember much more, but I knew I loved him. There was no way I was going to leave after that."
"That's so sweet Sarah. So have you're memories returned?" Honey leaned in and tilted her head to listen to the question she just asked.
"Memories come back in different size and at odd times. Like last week I was flipping through the channels and saw 'I Dream of Jeannie' and I remembered using a belly dancing outfit for a mission."
Woody had to hit Chuck's back a couple of times when he stated to choke on the wine he had been sipping on. "You ok Chuck?"
After regaining his composure he said "Sorry, that outfit was, ah, memorable."
It was then that Sarah's eyes grew wide. When everyone looked at her, she said "Does the term 'I hate Skanks' mean anything?"
Immediately both men took a big gulp of wine and in unison said "Oh Boy!"