what some call insanity

Title: What Mates Do
Author: averita
Summary: Before Clyde met Luke, he really didn't pay attention to how many celestial bodies came plummeting towards Earth on a regular basis. (Post-The Lost Boy.)
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~2140
A/N: My first Yuletide fic! Written for philote_auctor, who requested Luke/Clyde friendship. It was a great exercise because I don't think I've ever written a fic in which a female character is not at least one of the major players. I hope I managed it! (Also here on AO3.)
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.

( It's only been a few days, and already people at school have moved on from the 'Moon Nearly Crashes Into Earth' incident in favor of 'Kelsey's Parents Are Out of Town This Weekend, BYOB.' )

Title: Beacon
Author: averita
Summary: The whole world watched the mysterious man pick up the torch. Only a few recognized him. (Olympics fic based on the events of Fear Her.)
Rating: G
Word Count: ~1600
Spoilers: Minor ones through The End of Time; set after the most recent episodes of Torchwood and The Sarah Jane Adventures.
A/N: I have apparently caught Olympic fever! It was a beautiful opening ceremony, but as we all know, there's another way it could have gone...
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.

( The coat was the first thing he noticed, that flash of familiar brown. )

Title: By Any Other Name
Author: averita
Summary: "'No one will ever forget that day,'" Clyde quotes, and his own smile fades into seriousness. "I didn't, you know." (Spoilers for "The Curse of Clyde Langer.")
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~1260
Characters/Pairing: Ellie Faber (aka Lila Lincoln), Clyde Langer, Sarah Jane Smith. Can be read as Clyde/Ellie, but not explicit.
A/N: I'm not entirely pleased with this but I've been working on it on and off for months and it's gotten distracting, so I decided to finally polish it up enough to post and move on. It's definitely experimental.
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.

( He hasn't changed much in eight years. )

Title: Secrets and Stars
Author: averita
Summary: There’s something to be said for going from a footnote in a textbook to the most influential woman left alive to change one’s feelings about the press.
Rating: G
Word Count: ~1470
A/N: Yeah, you all knew it was coming. The potential for Laura Roslin and Sarah Jane Smith interaction is so fantastic, I couldn't resist. This one got away from me a bit; I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it, but the idea was too good to pass up! Thanks to marzipanilla and shyboots for their help!
Disclaimer: Not mine. Knowledge of SJA helpful but not necessary.

( She's been on New Caprica for three wet weeks before she sees Sarah Jane Smith. )

Title: We'll Find A New Equation
Author: averita
Summary: Luke's third night here, she'd woken at half two in the morning to the sound of quiet footsteps on creaking stairs; her sonic lipstick was in her hand and she was halfway out of bed before she remembered.
Rating: G
Word Count: ~2250
A/N: Written for the sarahjane_fic End of SJA Ficathon. Prompt was: Sarah Jane struggling with being a mum in the early days of Luke's arrival. Thanks to wild_force71 for the beta!
Disclaimer: Not mine; title comes from "Chances" by Five for Fighting.

( Maria's there, thank God, the first time it really hits her. )

Title: Up
Author: averita
Summary: They are all here at the end.
Rating: G
Word Count: ~880
A/N: This is obviously heavily inspired by the end of The Sarah Jane Adventures, and specifically, RTD's vision of how it should have ended. There have been a lot of tribute fics and I suppose this is one as well, but mostly it's me trying to make sense of RTD's idea (in no logical way) and also reassuring myself that Sarah Jane lives on, despite the end of the show. Thanks to wild_force71 for the beta!
Disclaimer: Not mine.

So we sat at a picnic table and Lis asked me how I would end The Sarah Jane Adventures and I said that she couldn't just retire, could she? I said, "She'd do something magnificent, and then she'd make sure the kids were fine, and then she'd go...up!" "What d'you mean, up?" asked Lis, and she was laughing. "You mean, into the sky?" "Yes!" I said. "She'd go up. Onwards. Outwards. Into the stars. Just...up! D'you fancy that?" "Oh yes," said Lis. "That sounds nice." - Russell T. Davies

( You mean, into the sky? )