*Aww, christian, you are one of the most epic reviewers ever :D Since you know how deeply I appreciate your feedback I probably won't reply via A/N unless it's a direct question so these aren't so abnormally long haha. And here is a drabble inspired by a hobby I've taken up!
How You Throw
Elliot taught her, so Parker decided she would in turn teach Sterling something she'd grown to enjoy as a self defense method nearly as unorthodox as she was. Knife throwing. They stood in the warehouse she called home, a large wooden target nailed into the wall. He'd protested that he preferred guns, but she held up a throwing knife, took aim, and he promptly shut up. Now she put him in position about six feet away from the target, sliding the dull pointed knife into his hands. She took his right hand and slid it around the handle, putting his finger over the spine of the knife.
"Pull it back like so…" she instructed, her body against his back as she pulled his arm into the correct stance.
He tried, he really did, but it was rather hard with her pressed up against him like that.