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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

“Yo, Charlie, you wanted to talk to the therapists?” The supervisor approached Brody holding a stack of papers. He gave no indication that he had heard what Brody and his acolytes had been doing. “I dug up some info here. Take all the time you need.”

Brody couldn’t believe his luck as he took the print-outs. “Boy, you’ve got a thing for paper, yeah?” he joked nervously.

“You could say that,” the supervisor mumbled as he walked back to this office. Continue reading “Another Turn: Homeland Fanfic, Chapter 5”

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Brody woke from a fitful sleep soaked in sweat with a dream still liquid in his head, backed by bits of more song lyrics and melody. In his mind’s eye were rows and rows of corn, rows and rows of green, with tufts of yellow silk catching the breeze as it drifted over the plains. Had he ever been to the Midwest? Maybe as a kid? Was this a dream or a memory? Whatever it was had him in a back of pickup truck sitting on bales of hay, chewing on a stalk of it, the taste if it still in his mouth as he woke.

As he grew more awake, his lucid mind rationalized the scenario to fill in the blanks. There were other kids around him in the back of that pickup. Maybe it was a hayride for Halloween? A tarp thrown over them when it got too dark and cold. And teenagers taking advantage of the cover to do what teenagers do. The wandering hands and hot breath under that tarp lead to other morning thoughts that Brody quickly pushed away.

“In a room by myself

Looks like I’m here with the guy that I judge worse than anyone else

So I pace, and I pray, and I repeat the mantras that might keep me clean for the day.”

Continue reading “Another Turn: Homeland Fanfic, Chapter 4”

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Saul Berenson was head of NSA now? What did he have to do with this place? Brody side-stepped out of sight behind a corner to keep listening to the conversation in the office. Apparently not out of sight enough, he soon realized, as a kid from the hub called to him.

“Hey, Charlie, before you log in, check in with the shift supervisor.”

Continue reading “Another Turn: Homeland Fanfic, Chapter 3”

Chapter One

Chapter Two

As Brody stood in front of the small mirror in his room and brushed his teeth, the cold bright light of the morning burned away some of the aching thoughts from the night before. It’d take some caffeine in his veins and clocking in to his desk before he’d be fully free of them.

No faster route to madness than getting lost in nostalgia.

Memory was well and good. It was actually useful sometimes, necessary to remember to brush your teeth in the morning, become presentable to the outside world, to remember to not turn back once awake to spend the rest of the day cowering in a corner of his room.

Nostalgia, however, was another beast. Showing you flickering movies of another place and time as far away from your reality as distant galaxies. Nostalgia gave you pictures of what you had and could never have again. Even if you sought it out, a re-do, a step back. Even if you were to cross the world and make your way back to it, it could never be close enough to what you dreamed in your mind’s eye. Nothing would ever be as you remember it to be. No one would be the same. Continue reading “Another Turn: Homeland Fanfic, Chapter 2”

Actors sometimes don’t know what they’re doing posing for pictures together. There they are, a part of a cast, at some event, posing with their cast mates, all to do their bit to promote their project and get folks excited about seeing it and them on the screen. Little do they realize, one actor posing with another actor, even on opposite ends of the pose, even when the characters those actors play in that particular project don’t have any time together on screen or intersect at all really in that project, can spark all sorts of ideas in those of us on the other side of the fourth wall.

Such a thing happened to this viewer upon seeing Damian on one end and Costa Ronin on the other in a promo shot from Once Upon a Time in Hollywood. You see, Costa Ronin as Yevgeny Gromov in Homeland, Season 7, created the worst hell imaginable for Carrie Mathison. The same Carrie Mathison who Damian Lewis as Nicholas Brody had loved so untenably in Seasons 1 – 3 of Homeland. Brody, Carrie’s one true love and the father of her child, and Gromov, her most recent and most violent nemesis on stage together? How could such a juxtaposition not light a match on the imagination? A fanfic must be written! And it was. Here’s Chapter One of a multi-chapter treatment, with a chapter posted every Friday till it’s done. A window into what it might have looked like had Brody and Gromov intersected in Homeland and Brody and Carrie had another turn.

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