Okay, so perhaps I am insane. I still have 94 fanfics to write for fanfic100, but I couldn't resist. This prompt and number four both had me going, but I think I have a clearer vision for this one. Who knows, maybe if I finish this one in time I'll write the other one too.

This story is now J/S, M/L and implied B/T.

I'm slightly nervous as I normally don't write long or multichaptered/part stories, and I've never done any of these challenges. I'm quite afraid this will be a flop. But I'm sucking it up, and here it is:

A Quiver of Love

“Rank amateurs,” Charlene Cherub scoffed petulantly at the odd assortment of pathetically over eager recruits gathered in front of her. “Not one of you with any kind of experience?” she asked hopefully, but wasn’t surprised at the collective shaking of heads.

“We’ve written romance stories, though,” one told her happily.

“With difficult characters who required a lot of handling,” agreed another.

“And we always write them happily ever after,” added a third encouragingly.

“Please, cherubs, work with me here. This is the real world. Real people, not some two-dimensional characters you commandeer on paper. You can’t just erase a bad scene, delete a subversive sub-plot. You have to deal with the hand St. Valentine gives you and roll with the punches, come back kicking and fighting…” Charlene broke off her boxing jabs and stared at the bewildered cherubs in training before her. She shook her head at their undisguised enthusiasm. It went in their favour she supposed. There was plenty of time for them to become cynical on the job. She pushed past her reservations and leveled them with a stern, commanding look. After all, who was she to question the powers that be?

“Right – fall in then, look sharp. We haven’t got all day. We’ve a battle to fight – a war to win…”

“I thought this operation was all about love?” piped up one adventurous cherub, batting her eyelashes in obvious confusion.

Charlene sighed. “Well, of course it is – that’s what St. Valentine’s all about.”

“Then what war are we fighting?” another brave cherub asked in confusion. “War isn’t about love.”

“Don’t be so sure about that,” Charlene corrected with a heavy sigh. Yep, definitely rank amateurs every last one – fresh out of the Academy of Love and apparently not a bright light in the bunch. “What are we fighting? Despondency, apathy, fear, failure, insecurity…the list goes on. Those are the reasons that many humans fight against the strongest emotion of all…love.”

“Fighting against love – not for it?” a shudder of horror traveled through the little group.

“In comprehensible, I know, but humans are finicky creatures at the best of time. Throw in some of the obstacles I just mentioned and they can quickly get mired in a morose marsh of inactivity. Take this couple here…” Charlene drew an arrow out of the quiver on her back and shot it expertly at a fluffy white cloud that immediately shape-shifted into wide-screen TV. Impressed murmurs carried around the young trainees as they looked curiously at the humans working in some kind of office environment.

“There. You see those two?” another arrow delicately shot from Charlene’s bow pointed out a blonde haired woman and a dark haired man. “Sue Thomas and Jack Hudson. Three years in love and nary a kiss!”

Startled gasps flittered among the recruits. “With their hearts as our targets, this will be our finest battle. We must war against every single obstacle I mentioned before and the biggest one of all. Company politics. This isn’t going to be an easy task which is why there are so many of you, though I had hoped for some seasoned warriors…”

The cherubs looked on in horror as a thick gray mass began accumulating around the couple.

“Look, it’s sticking!” one cherub called in repulsion.

“If it gets any thicker, our arrows aren’t going to be able to penetrate it and they’ll never reach their targets!” exclaimed another.

“Good. I’m glad you understand the severity of the situation. At least they’re teaching you something useful at the academy,” Charlene said with evident relief. “I hope you are all good markswomen, because we won’t get a chance like this again. By Valentine’s Day next year, it will be too late and Jack and Sue will be lost in an abyss of darkness forever separating them. It is our job to bring this couple into the light of love.”

“What about the others?” a particularly romantic cherub asked.

“Bobby Manning and Tara Williams. Might be something there – but it’s in the early stages yet – we’re only allowed a gentle prod to see if the sparkle will turn into a sizzle. Dimitrius Gans, now there’s a success story. Happily married to the love of his life. I shot that arrow myself fifteen years ago,” Charlene added modestly. “And then we have Myles Leland III and Lucy Dotson…” she broke off, shaking her head sadly. “I’m afraid that’s one battle we lost. Still there’s no reason they shouldn’t find happiness with someone else.”

“So, our primary targets are Sue Thomas and Jack Hudson?”

“Affirmative – secondary fall out amongst the others is inevitable and may prove interesting, even enlightening, but stick to our targets, ladies.” Charlene began handing out quivers of arrows. “Handle these with care. You’ll only get one shot with each.” She picked up a pink-feathered arrow. “Romance – an important element in the human relationship. There can never be too much of this – so the point is sharpened to pierce deep and true.”

She plucked out a purple arrow next. “Respect – no relationship can last without it and since we want this particular relationship to be lasting, I suggest you make sure this one is firmly imbedded as close to the heart as you can manage.”

Next she drew their attention to a cheerfully festooned orange and yellow arrow. “Laughter – as necessary an ingredient as love to any relationship. This little baby will fly light and true, making our intended couple happy and carefree. I would suggest beginning your campaign with this one.”

Next she drew out a richly feathered red arrow. “Lust” she declared, “use sparingly and be sure to pierce only the fleshy parts. An invaluable commodity used to demonstrate love, it should never rule it.”

“Now last of all, we have Love.” Charlene held the golden arrow reverently, her eyes alight with excitement. “This little beauty must be weighed and measured and expertly wielded at just the right time or…” Her lips tightened and bright red splotches of colour appeared on her cherubic cheeks. “It doesn’t bear thinking about. Accuracy. That’s what I want to see from you ladies. Understood?”

“Yes m’am,” energetic and enthusiastic replies echoed across the horizon. “Right. Then get on with it. I suggest you start off with a simple reconnoitering mission. Off you go.”

In a flurry of wings and stray feathers and sparkly loop de loops, the newest cherubs hurled earthbound. No one was ever clear how it happened. Someone pulled up too abruptly over the bullpen perhaps. Someone else might have jigged instead of jagged. Or several inexperienced cherubs might well have been feathergating. In any case, whatever the reason, the results were still disastrous. There was a pile up and several quivers full of promise upended prematurely, heading haphazardly for the unsuspecting humans below.

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Charlotte Cherub, otherwise known as Charlie was an..odd duck. She didn't quite fit into any of the normal Cherub ideals. She didn't have blonde, curly hair and sky blue eyes. Instead she had a somewhat square face, chestnut brown long hair with (natural) streaks of red and green eyes. Other people speculated she had Leprechaun blood in her, but she laughed that off. She didn't look like a cherub and certainly did not act like one half the time. In the academy she had barely paid attention and really did not see the whole appeal of Valentines day. It seemed stupid, she thought to herself sourly, that we should have to put humans together. They should be more than capable on their own. However, Charlie liked the challenge presented. All the other cherubs prematurely fired one or two arrows, but she had saved them all.

Instead, she went and decided to research her couple, John and Sally -- no, Jack and Sue. Better get their names right. Charlie rolled her eyes and made her way towards the 'library'. It was called the 'library' for lack of better term. There were no actual books. It was filled with look-throughs, as they called them. A look-through was a rather ingenious invention that made a cherub's life a whole lot easier. The more practical ones, such as Charlie would research their couple and the not-so practical ones could see what disaster they had created with a misplaced arrow and monitor their progress, or lack thereof. The look-through was like a window that would follow around either one of your subjects, (targets seemed like a rather misleading word) and was very handy. The look-through saved whatever it saw and was able to recall it instantly, so Charlotte grabbed a purple one that had Washington, DC on the cover. She opened up the look-through and spoke clearly, "Sue Thomas and --" she looked down at her notes written in glossy pink ink, "Sue Thomas and Jackson Hudson, please." It took a moment, but she saw the office where these humans worked at. Sue seemed to be working on something separately with that blonde, the other sidesubject...Tammy or something like that. Jack was involved in deep conversation with that success story of Charlene's and everybody else in the office was crowded around them, listening intently. This is rather boring, she thought and wondered what to do first. After a few more minutes of watching the humans talk, Charlie told her look-through to go back to the first time Jack and Sue (she had gotten it right this time!) had met. As she watched the look-through flash it's LOADING sign at her she saw a sight that horrified her. Chrissy Cherub walked with her gaggle of friends and declared that she had an idea.

"Charlie!" she called out and flashed her perfect smile. "You were assigned to the Washington, DC case right?"

Charlie nodded slowly. Chrissy had that look on her face, which made Charlie very nervous. Chrissy was the equivalent of Cherub Royalty and Charlie couldn't stand her. Sure, she was told she had leprechaun blood, and what do they tell Chrissy? Fairy blood! Charlie couldn't stand Chrissy. She was just so..fake.

"Good, I'm glad I caught you!" she continued. "I have an idea. I was talking to my mumsy dearest, and she said she had worked on Jack's parents. She was successful, of course. Anyway, she said that there was a reason Jack hadn't gotten together with this Sue yet. He's still attached to this Allie girl, who he would have married. I thought that was rather sweet, and this Sue is pretty enough. I'm sure she could find somebody else. So our new mission is, and I've convinced everybody else working on this case, to put the childhood sweethearts back together! Jack and Allie! Doesn't that sound fabulous?"

Charlie looked at Chrissy dumbstruck. You did not want to cross Charlene. This was insane. Sue and Jack seemed like a fine match, and no. For once she wasn't going to conform and go along with what Chrissy wanted.

"Go ahead Chrissy. Do what you like! I won't take part of it. I'm gonna get Sue and Jack together, no matter what."

Chrissy sighed and turned to her friends. "I knew Charlie wouldn't go for it. She's such a loser. Must be that leprechaun blood." Chrissy turned around. "Guess what Charlie?" she asked mockingly.

"What?" Charlie asked, trying to instill every ounce of anger management she had.

"Game on."

Chrissy than left with a laugh and her group of friends glared at Charlie before following. Chrissy was right. After that, she had to win. Chrissy wanted a game? Charlie examined her orange/yellow arrow.

Game on.

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notes: I hope Charlie is likeable. I also hope people like this one. If you thought it was bad, tell me so. (Maybe I'll switch prompts. )

for reading,

Tali

tbc

You're off to a great start! Can't wait to see where you go with this!

Jill

I like it - it has potential!! I'm not crazy about the "Allie" word, but I can only hope that in the end Charlie will prevail!!!

Can't wait for your next post!!!

Joy

I'm rooting for Charlie, Chrissy is rather an unpleasant sounding Cherub. Although it could be interesting to see how they play their game!

A very interesting start and I'll be waiting patiently for your next installment!

Sairs

Oh Chrissy sounds so evil! Like the popular girls in school who you just want to strangle.

Allie *Shudders*

Great writing though!

xxxx

Take her Charlie!

I like Charlie a lot -- and there's nothing wrong with a little leprechaun blood -- that might just give her an edge, don't you think? :whistle: I say that because I'm Irish and well, what's more to say. And now we're going to have cherubs pitted against one another trying to get Jack and Allie/Jack and Sue together?!

Bring it on -- I'll be brave.

kav

I love Charlie, Go Girl ...maybe that leprechaun blood will be at your advantage !!!

tali this is great - i cant wait to see where it goes

dont worry charlie - you'll beat chrissy, cos you have fate on your side, jack and sue are made for each other

I like Charlie.........I think Chrissy is too prissy for her own good and will be the loser in the end.

This sounds like a good one to me! Keep 'em comin, Talifiney!

Yay for the response. I'm just gonna post the next part, which I admit is a little boring but it is a setup part.

Karen - You have no idea. Chrissy is based on tons of people I know.

Kav/Marlo29 - I'm Irish too, and I figured I'd throw that in there and maybe that will somehow work to my advantage in the end.

Oh yeah, people for this I actually got out my copy of Pilot (1) and wrote down Sue and Jack's entire conversation, word for word.

Also, I don't think I'm a funny person, so I don't know how funny this will be compared to Jill's. Ha.

Also, this part is long. It's a little over 2000 words. I'm dying right now. The first part was about 800. I don't write length. I mean, if you've read anything else I've posted here, the max length is like 350. Guess this is gonna be a long one folks.

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Charlie grinned. She had signed out her look-through and now she was in the comfort of her own home, being able to watch in peace. She took out a whiteboard, and wrote out what needed to be accomplished. She titled this aptly, MY GAME PLAN. (The subtitle being 'To Beat Chrissy At Any Cost'.) She tried to recall what Charlene had said. It seemed sort of silly to shoot the orange/yellow arrow, as her subjects had worked together for about three and a half years and they obviously respected each other. However, she wasn't going to take any chances whatsoever. Chrissy was sneaky, and Charlie had to admit she was a little afraid what Chrissy would be willing to do.

Settling into her cushy blue cloud-chair, she sighed. It was so cute watching her subjects meet for the first time. She had only gotten so far as the first intial meeting when Sue had stormed into Jack's office. She popped some popcorn into her mouth and told her look-through to continue. This was like a soap opera, only better! This portion seemed to be following Jack, and she watched Jack enter into what she assumed was the cafeteria. She saw Jack scan the room before smiling and going up to Sue. She grinned. This was so sweet.

Jack had that little half grin and asked Sue, "Is this seat taken?" Charlie giggled at Sue's cute response.

"Um, no."

She smiled and watched the rest of the scene play out.

"My curiosity is getting the better of me. We don't get that many dogs up here." Wait a second! Charlie paused the look-through. Sure enough, there had been a golden retriever by Sue's side the entire time, she just hadn't noticed. Wonder why Charlene didn't point that out. She scribbled that down with her notes and continued.

"He's a hearing dog. Kind of like a seeing eye dog." Charlie wrinkled her nose. What? "I'm deaf."

That really loud thud you heard? That was Charlotte falling off her chair in shock. Deaf?! What the? This changed everything. Hah, she bet Chrissy didn't know yet. She continued to watch and was amused at how Jack's reaction mirrored her own.

"You're what?"

"..."

"How do you --"

Sue cut Jack off with what seemed to be a very common line for her, "I read lips."

"I had no idea."

Sue shrugged. "Many people don't."

Jack did that little halfsmile again. "That is very interesting."

Charlie made more notes as Sue told Jack she was glad he thought so. Jack seemed to be very interested.

"You mean, you can just look around the room and know what everybody is saying?"

"Yeah," Sue said as if that were commonplace.

"Okay. Tell me what that guy outside is saying." Charlie followed Jack's pointed finger and saw a man that looked somewhat familiar sit outside. He was, OH! Charlotte nearly fell off her chair a second time. Outside she saw a cherub that looked like Chrissy's mom. She had an arrow in her bow and Charlie was surprised that she could see Chrissy's mom, who obviously couldn't see her as that was the past. She watched as Chrissy's mom pulled out a black arrow. Charlie gasped. Every cherub knew what a black arrow meant. A black arrow was illegal, first and foremost and it doomed any relationship. Chrissy's mother had an evil look on her face as she drew back and hit Myles in his shoulder. Charlie didn't understand. Why would she do that? She almost fell off her chair (again) when Chrissy's mom accidently revealed she had a handful of black arrows. She could get de-winged for this! Charlie didn't know what else to do, so she rewound the look-through and focused on Jack and Sue's conversation instead.

"Uh, no, I can't. It's an invasion of privacy."

"No, I'm not gonna tell anybody. This is the FBI."

She watched as Sue listened in, err, watched in to this guys conversation.

"Oh, I can't repeat that."

"What? What's he saying?"

Sue started to blush slightly. "They have something planned for this weekend. That I don't think I should know about."

Jack stared at her. "Those two have something planned this weekend?"

Sue blushed a little more. "I may not get out much, but I know an indecent proposal when I see one." She watched Sue look out the window and saw Myles who had just been shot by Chrissy's mother look at her. Sue quickly looked away before she realized Jack and this guy knew each other.

"A friend of yours?!"

Jack sighed. "Co-worker. Who I happen to know is happily involved."

Sue munched on her peas. "Yeah, I guess so. He's taking her to Miami."

"Only, that's not who he's involved with."

Charlie's mouth dropped and watched as Sue looked down in slight embarrassment and in slight shock. She and Sue were two peas in a pod, sort of. (Charlie stopped herself there. Her mother always told her to stop making jokes. "Charlotte dear, you simply aren't funny. I'm sorry.")

Jack continued. "You're good. He just asked for friday off. Said he was going out of town."

Charlie blinked and looked at her look-through.

"Look-through, follow subject Sue Thomas in other circumstances without subject Jackson Hudson."

LOADING flashed at her and she sighed dumbstruck. This was insane. She knew that this guys romance had ended abruptly and was a failure and according to Charlene it was too late to be saved, but what if it had been sabotaged? A black arrow?

She gasped. Chrissy had said she had talked to her mother. Her mom had worked on Jack's parents. This meant that maybe she was giving Chrissy advice. Perhaps even black arrows. She swallowed hard.

The game was most definitely on.



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notes: I bet the next few parts will come in snippets. So don't worry, it won't always be as long as this.

Bring it on Chrissy!

Very good post, Tali!! It's very interesting that Chrissy's mom had black arrows and has shot Myles!! We know what that did!!

Very interested to see where this is going!!

Joy

I didn't think it was long enough! Come on back and post some more!!!!!

Very creative!! Will be interesting to see this one play out! Glad to see you jumping in, Tali!!

I love this please keep going!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Game on Chrissy...totally on!

Go Charlie!

The game idea is very creative. I really like Charlie, too. I'm anxious to read more soon.

Black arrows ?!? ... I hope someone loses its wings for the black arrow !!!

Wow! now we know what happened to myles! (methinks Charlie should skip forward to Callahed and Merced)

How evil of that Chrissy!! That's it. It's war!! The board and Charlie vs. Chrissy and her black arrows!! Bring it on!!

You are doing wonderful!!! Keep it up!

It was so much fun to read that conversation........and the black arrow thing! Very creative!!!

More!!!

Jill

Black arrows? I bet they are contraband!!! I love Charlie's determination -- though I think she's a little sidelined with the thought of beating Chrissy , but then, who can blame her. And interesting catch about Levi and Sue being Deaf....wonder how that's going to play out with Chrissy? And it's pure brilliance that had Charlie review their initial meeting which incidentally shows what happened between Myles and Lucy. I mean, I would feel comforted if that whole fiasco had been caused by a black arrow, because I'm quite fond of Myles. And the look through! Genius -- high tech meets the cherubic world!!!

Personally I think you can make this as long as you want -- it's way too entertaining to end too quickly.

kav

first of all ... im with kav, keep going for ages 'cos we're only 2 posts in and im loving this already

secondly ... GO CHARLIE and BOO CHRISSY AND HER MUM!!!

if i was musically inclined i would put a little song in to help cheer charlie on, but i feel it would just put her off if she had my out of tune voice bouncing around so i won't!

Positively hooked,
can't wait for more!
thanks,
Terie

Go Charlie! She's an Cherub with a mission.

I loved your next post, it wasn't too long and set the scene perfectly. I'm now hoping desperately that Crissy and her Mom will lose and have their wings clipped. I wonder what happens to a Cherub who's wings are clipped?

Looking forward to your next post,

Sairs

notes: I really have to run, so this is quick. Some background info for you.

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"Mom!" Charlie called out after she finished doublechecking some of the look-throughs history. Jack's parents had gotten together without any black arrows, and so did D and Donna, which made her sigh in relief. Good thing to know that Charlene wasn't secretly on Chrissy's side. She told the look-through to give her history of black arrows, but at this request it promptly shut off. Ooops? She sighed. This wasn't helping her any. She needed some information on black arrows.

"Mom!" Charlie called out again as she made her way into the kitchen. She found her mother working with a pair of mufflers on her ears. Her mother made arrows, and she was a good authority she figured. Also mom knew about Crazy Uncle Bob.

"Charlotte, hold on a second."

Charlie sighed and rolled her eyes. Her mom never called her Charlie.

"Okay, honey, I'm done. What did you want?"

"I wanted some background info."

Her mother cocked her head.

"About what?"

"Black arrows." Charlie said as she watched her mother freeze up. Sore subject. "People were talking about Crazy Uncle Bob again, and I was just curious. About you know, what happens when you're caught with a black arrow." Crazy Uncle Bob had been on her dad's side of the family, and nobody really spoke his name. He had been exiled, even though he insisted that he had been framed.

"Bob was caught with black arrows. There are two types. One with two feathers, one with three. And yes, I know what you are going to ask and an arrow can fly with only two feathers."

Charlie glared at her mother.

"Anyway, the two-feathered ones are slightly less lethal. They kill the relationships with the subject of whoever is in the room. A normal arrow kills every single relationship, making the person start from scratch all over again. If a cherub is caught, they are de-winged and sent off to the pysch hospital."

"We have a psych hospital?!"

"We take some things from the humans," her mother replied, shrugging.

Charlie excused herself. She hadn't noticed anything different about the arrow that hit Myles, so it must have had three-feathers. She gasped. Things started to fall into place. However, while this lesson had been interesting, it had sidetracked her from the thing most important, which was getting her subjects together.

She fingered her orange/yellow arrow. Charlene said to start off with this, even if your subjects know each other. Charlie knew she couldn't screw this up. She had one shot.

"Hey Charlie!"

Charlie whirled around and saw Chrissy outside her window.

"You won't be needing that. I already shot it." She giggled and played with a strand of her perfect blonde hair. "You snooze, you lose."

Giggle. Giggle.

Charlie fumed.

Time to get even.

oooooooooooooooooo, I really don't like this Chrissy! Reminds me of the A-word girl......and I won't say her name!

Tali, this is great. You have a talent!

Chrissy is also on my top 10 most unwanted !!!

OOH!! I know a good one! Hit Jack with the purple arrow, and nail whatshername with a red one!

See what happens then!

Well Chrissy isn't on my Christmas list either. Charlie however, is pretty cool. And I like the fact that she's doing her research instead of just flying in there all willie nillie. I'm still betting that she will save the day for more than one couple before this is through -- and I do hope Chrissy has to eat humble pie! Does that make me a bad person?

kav

if so, then I am a bad person too!

Me three!!!

I don't like Crissy - I agree with Marie, I get the same pain I get with Allie and a powerful desire to murder!!!

This is really good Tali, I'm enjoying it immensely!!!

Joy

Two feathers.......three feathers........hmmmm. Myles, you were done for no matter what!

Okay........orange and yellow has been shot. Beat her to the next one!

Jill

I have a feeling that Chrissy has already gotten our not-so-lovely Allie involved in this. Alright Charlie....time to get to work!! I know that you are going to get Jack and Sue to admit their feelings to one another and you are going to get Chrissy and her mom off of the cherub detail! No More Black Arrows!!!! Great start!!

Fabulous start!

This is sooo exciting...

And I love long posts!



gracie

<evil eyes> What happens if Charlie hits Chrissy with an arrow (or two)? :whistle:

kidbrother2- I have no idea what would happen. That's interesting. I'll have to consult my experts.

Tosca- You are right too. Allie is definitely involved. -cringe- I know, I know, but it makes good drama right?

I have to run, (again) because I have people coming over, homework to finish and school is starting tomorrow but, I managed another part.

I think you'll like it, or rather what it's setting up for.

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Orange/Yellow is laughter. That's okay. Sue and Jack already did laugh a lot together, so it didn't matter that Chrissy got the edge up on her, Charlie thought to herself as she headed to the 'Library'. Past the checkout line for the look-throughs was The Gateway, which is pretty self-explanatory, but essentially, to get off Cloud Nine, you have to use The Gateway. The Gateway was voice-activated, and kept tabs on you at all times. There was no such thing as flying under the radar. (Ha ha ha, Charlie thought to herself.) Charlie had asked her mom and now with permission, she stepped up to The Gateway.

"Charlotte Cherub, Washington DC" She intoned as The Gateway worked on a voice-recognition software. It took a minute, but the floor underneath her opened up, and she was falling. She closed her eyes and braced herself. She hated this part which was why she never really left Cloud Nine. She looked down and felt like she was going to crash into the cold pavement below but..

As always, she stopped about a foot above the sidewalk.

"Ugh!" Charlie shuddered and shook out her wings. She had just brought a simple bag with her that had her arrows, her bow, and her confetti. The only good part about the gateway was it seemed to know where exactly in your location you wanted to land, so Charlie found herself in front of the Hoover building. Perfect.

Charlie floated in and looked at the directory. Fifth floor. She went into the elevator and felt very claustrophobic all of sudden. It was a good thing none of the humans could see her.

She made her way into the bullpen and smiled. Jack and Sue were working on something, there heads bowed down together and merely inches apart. This would be easier than she thought. Orange/Yellow arrow, or no. Charlie took out her confetti and smiled. Obviously, cherubs could get all their work done with just a few arrows. This was where the confetti came in. Confetti were different emotions than most arrows, though a few overlapped. It wasn't the color of the confetti, but what was written on it. Charlie plucked out a few and flew over top of Jack's head. She had picked bravery for him. He needed a little bravery to face up to his feelings, to ask Sue out, to make a move..anything. A few pieces landed on his head and he glowed white for a moment, which signaled the confetti would work. Sue needed trust. Not that she needed to learn how to trust Jack, because she did. No, she needed to learn how to trust herself and her ability to have a relationship that won't be doomed from the start. Finally, she sprinkled on an action confetti, this one had Dinner written on it. The action confetti took effect right away, while the emotion confetti had to sink in.

"Sue, listen, we've been working really hard on this case. Want to go out for dinner? Take a break?"

Sue nodded and looked down at Levi. "We could use a break later. It's just so frustrating.."

Jack placed a hand on Sue's arm. "I know."

Charlie giggled to herself before setting her sights on two empty desks. Tammy, no, Tara and the other guy was missing. Not D, not Myles, and obviously not Jack...whatever his name was. Charlie decided to poke around and exited the bullpen. She heard voices coming softly from a conference room and she saw Tara crying.

"What happened Tara? You can tell me."

She watched as Tara shook her head and wiped her eyes. "I knew it was coming, and I had planned on doing it myself but..it's just hard that we've finally broken up this time. Officially." She sniffled and blew into a tissue. "Bobby," (Aha! That's his name!), "...I'm fine. Honestly."

Charlie used her vision and saw Tara's heart. (Not the actual beating one, but the symbolic one) It wasn't shattered and completely broken, only slight fractured. Charlie counted off her list of goals on her fingers.

Get Sue and Jack together, effectively beating Chrissy. Mend Tara's heart. Fix Myles and Lucy so they were at least friends again. Make sure D's marriage was fine. Decide what to do with Bobby and if she wanted to put him and Tara together.

She was gonna be one busy cherub.

Aint that the truth!

Very busy!

gotta love a girl with a plan!!

Poll People!!!

So, I have a poll. The poll would be, while this is most definitely J/S, how do people feel about making it B/T too? I've never written B/T, so it would be an interesting challenge for me.

What do people think?

Am I making it too busy?

Yay or neigh? (B/T)

The more couples, the merrier!

And you're going to be one busy girl with the list Charlie has to take care of!!!

Jill

yeah!!!!! love b/t, and getting b/t and j/s in one story is alwasy very welcome ... bring on the fuzzies!!!

One busy Cherub.

B/T would be great too!

More romance the better!

Sairs

I think Charlie and you can take on all that work very nicely.
thanks,
Terie

think Charlie can handle the lot of them with ease. Loved the confetti idea. Such a subtle handy way to urge a couple closer.

kav

Where can I get some of that confetti?? Definitely throw B/T in the mix, that's always fun!!!

Joy

This is all very interesting...