muse_shuffle | March Disc One

Track 05. Now don't look at me that way
You know I just can't… take it
And no matter what they say
I know that we will…. Make it
Cause when we are good we are grand
But when we're bad… we are.. very bad (so bad)
But it has to go round
Cause the love that you are giving me is the best
I have ever had
[‘Turn on Billie’ – The Pierces]

Co-written with straight2point

[Follows THIS, THIS, THIS and THIS]

Marc felt like his eyes were hanging out of his head. He hadn't just been unavailable on the phone. He had been unavailable full stop due to an impromptu drive from New York to Toronto in Canada via Boston. Twelve hours on the road in a hire car for a four hour undercover interrogation and then a flight back to New York. To make matters worse, being undercover in a situation like this, he couldn't call Harri or receive calls from her, either. He wasn't even Marcus Fraser, he was someone entirely different again. This time a Russian corporate banker with an interesting coke habit. As soon as he got off the plane in New York, he had checked his voicemail and found all the messages from Harri but before he could call her back, Ali got him on the phone desperately begging him to babysit Jamie. Apparently the boyfriend had injured himself on the job (Marc tried not to laugh at the irony of a paramedic being injured on the job, but he wasn't overly successful) and he had been taken to the ER. She was going to take Jamie with her but didn't know how long they would have to wait and all in all, it was one big chaotic mess. When she started crying, Marc knew he couldn't say no. He owed her. One out-of-the-blue babysitting job of his niece wasn't even going to touch how much he owed her.

( Which is what had him desperately banging on Harri's apartment door with an overstuffed Louis Vuitton pink baby bag slung over one arm and a baby capsule containing his wailing niece in the other. He had survived suburban shoot-outs, drug busts, car chases, hostage situations, but this? This made him feel like he wasn't going to come out alive... )

All muses referenced with permission and are from the princeton2nyc universe


Word Count | 2,459

OOC: He would kill me if he knew I missed this!

8th March 2009 actually signalled James/Marc's first birthday as a muse! I actually can't believe it's been a whole year since he grew in my mind and he's still going strong, having gradually picked up a bigger and bigger supporting cast along the way (all of whom I love to bits).

He was my first ever OC and although I now have a small herd of them under my belt, he will always hold a deep, squishy spot in my heart for being my first (a fact of which he is mighty smug about).

I just wanted to thank everyone who have helped me bring Marc to where he is today. I really couldn't have done it without them and I still get endless hours of RP pleasure with them.