When Blake's bedbound with the flu in DC, Nadine is thrown into the deep end during a flight to Germany. Luckily, he's provided her with a life raft.

A glimpse into the backstory of Henry and Elizabeth's romance, moving through moments that could have happened leading up to their union as Mr. and Mrs. McCord.

August 1991, Elizabeth is unpacking boxes in their new home while Henry is overseas flying F-18s in Desert Storm. But God, she wishes he were here.

Set during Season 3. In which the Stalker has a better way of getting his message across. With Jason McCord alone in the house the night the security goes haywire it's easy to take him, beat him half to death and leave him alone in the dark. Or another Hurt Jason! Fic.

Elizabeth is announced Killed In Action during her tour of duty in Iraq in 2004. But, is that what truly happened? Soon enough, Henry will find out that no it isn't. An expanded version of The People Left Behind.

[alternate storyline] Elizabeth is just settling into her new role as Secretary of State and trying to dodge all the hardships that are coming at her-the loss of her friend George, the possible CIA involvement in that death, and so much more. The stress is already starting to get to her, and Henry is worried for her health.

"The Vanity Fair article?" Now, Nadine was really confused. She, Daisy, and the Secretary herself had met with the people working on the campaign. The writer, Dylan Collins, had been lovely— kind, respectful, and easy to talk to. The same could be said for the photographer. "I thought it was wonderful." (TW: Discussion of eating disorder)

Amidst her pain, she found God at 2:12 a.m. in Midtown Manhattan. (AU that involves child loss and the topic of religion).

[pre-Madam Secretary] Elizabeth and Henry are home for Thanksgiving on the farm and grading papers, but Elizabeth is feeling a bit frustrated with her new job title.

"Oh no, Mom and Mom are mothering again."

Henry is feeling replaced.

Madeline McCord's life was but a dream when things take a turn for the worst. All she had ever known is ripped away from her cruelly at the hands of her abductor. Can she find strength to hold on to hope that one day she might make it back to her family? Can the McCords survive the tragedy that severed life as they knew it? Even if they could, would they ever be the same again?

Just as she had earlier, she found herself weighing the cost of individual harm against the greater good. (A bit dark with some dubious consent).

Exactly what the title says ;)

Drabbles

This cannot be summarized without giving it away. Heavy angst bordering on emotional whump. Have some song lyrics; All of this drinkin' and smokin' is hopeless / But feel like it's all that I need / Somethin' inside of me's broken / I hold on to anything that sets me free ***ON HIATUS***

I am shamelessly trying to up my sexy-fun-time writing game. So, I decided to re-write my favorite trilogy. This is all in one chapter.

They were going on night five. God, he knew that she needed sleep. No one knew what night six would bring.

It was almost like a meditative state of mind - relinquishing control. It was all part of the game: the preparation and the aftermath were as important as what happened in between, she knew this and Henry knew it too.

Earlier, she may have commanded an entire ballroom full of people, but behind closed doors, in the bedroom, he was the one in charge.

The bravest thing someone can do is ask for help. In honor of World Mental Health Day this week... (TW: suicidal thoughts)

A smile took her face remembering the time she called Blake saying "I have a crazy job offer for you" and he said yes even before she told him what the job would be. Crazy how loyalty works. It was time to let Blake in on her condition, calling it a disorder was never an option even when only thinking about it. [Elizabeth has adhd]

These will be one shot scenes that I cant get out of my head

Short stuff.

From senators to foreign ministers, they always had unexpected guests show up at the house, but tonight... Oh boy, this interruption took the cake.