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Numb3rs drabble series: "West of Confederates" series. using the Rewind Prompts

author's note: I meant to have this finished last week...but between recalitrant muses and someone not getting back to me after offering to help with my Spanish...

well, here it is. the title is the year the drabble takes place in.


Title: Late 1866

Series: West of Confederates.

Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.

(I’m in good company – remember that one of our illustrious brethren used David Sinclair to highlight an event in the history of Civil Rights)

Character: Ian
Word Count: 95
January 2009 - Bullet, Blood, Luck, Survival
Rating: PG-13
Warnings:

Summary: Ian wonders how long the peace will last.
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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The guns had gone silent. Quiet ruled now, the silence of digging graves for the uncounted dead who would now have to be counted and handled.

Neither side had sued for peace. Neither had either found a victory sufficient to overwhelm the other. The Union and the Confederacy had agreed to a cease-fire.

At least for now was the sentiment among many on both sides. Observers from both nations and many overseas watched for treachery and double-crossing…as well as for weakness and opportunity.

Things could change at any minute, Ian thought, echoing the wide-spread sentiment.
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The end.






Title: 1867

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.

Character: Alan, Colby
Word Count: 157
January 2009 - Bullet, Blood, Luck, Survival
Rating: PG-13
Warnings:

Summary: Colby and Alan as government representatives.
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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There was still the full measure of tension in both nations – each side thought the other would nab the other nation’s President and hold him hostage. So each side was sending a team of intermediaries to remove any chance of hostage-taking or danger. “The name’s Granger,” the Union representative introduced.

“Eppes,” Alan said. Judah Benjamin himself had selected Alan for this job. Thus singled out, Alan had then been approved by President Davis and given full authority for the job he was to do.

Eastern Maryland would be Confederate, western Maryland would be Union. After this was done, Alan knew there was still some territorial re-partitioning out west to satisfy the two governments. “All this,” Alan said. “So much blood shed, and this is what we end up doing.”

Colby nodded. “Too much blood for pretty much any other solution, though. Wish there was another way.”

“Yeah. Yeah, me too.”

But there wasn’t and there wouldn’t be.
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The end.




Title: 1871

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Don
Word Count: 111
January 2009 - Bullet, Blood, Luck, Survival
Rating: PG-13

Summary: Don wonders how to improve things for the immigrants.
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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Don looked at the broken glass and shook his head, sighing. More violence against the Irish laborers who lived and shopped in this neighborhood.

Much of his adult life – and a fair number of years before then – had been spent teaching immigrant kids how to play baseball, work on their English and buy groceries. Because of those good deeds, many parts of the immigrant communities trusted him…trusted him far more than they did most WASP-looking folks. Usually they asked his opinion, asked his recommendation.

I’m no prophet, Don knew. But I’m at least someone they all trust to lead them. Question is, where?

He was not prepared for the answer: WEST
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The end.




Title: 1875

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.

Character(s)/Pairing(s): Dwayne, mention of Colby
Word Count: 108
January 2009 - Bullet, Blood, Luck, Survival
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: mention of death for a canon character

Summary: Dwayne’s drinking.
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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Dwayne sat in an Ohio pub alone and ignoring the ruckus behind him. His best friend and most trusted person had died in the war, a war that’d settled nothing, in his opinion. So Dwayne was here, drinking a toast in Colby’s honor.

“All those groups,” Dwayne said, “so many people heading out west.” Mormons, Irish, ex-slaves… Somehow, he thought Colby wouldn’t object to going with them; t’see what was over there, if no other reason. “And all the people out west already.” Spanish, Chinese, Indians…

“Whatever they’re going to do,” Dwayne said, raising his glass, “godspeed and good luck to them. They’ll need every drop of it.”
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The end.








Title: 1879

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.
Characters: Fleinhart, Lake
Word Count: 232
January 2008 - Reservations, Room Key, Secret, Encounter
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Fleinhart and Lake talk in a Commanche settlement.
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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Larry Fleinhart wondered if it wouldn’t have been quicker to collapse out in the scrub plains and let death take him there. Certainly the ‘we need to confer to arrive at a decision’ was no faster here in a Commanche tribe than it had been in the Atlanta, Georgia he had left behind him.

“Thinking?”

Larry started, then turned & saw that it was Terry Lake, a New Englander living as part of the tribe. “I am, yes.”

“So far, discussions are going well,” she said. The primary issue was whether the tribe should take Larry west, or if they should continue north and simply hand Larry over to a band who were going west.

“Thank you, Miss Lake,” Larry said.

“I’ve told you before what to call me,” Terry said. “Though I appreciate your kindness.”

“Appreciation is always good, and is reason enough for me to continue in that vein.”

Terry blushed. To repay him, she decided to answer what was likely in his mind: “I came here as a schoolteacher. I decided to stay, and was adopted by one of the families.”

“So under Commanche law, you’re one of them, yes?”

Her eyes narrowed. Larry had said it nicely enough, but those words themselves were never pleasant news. “Yes,” firmly.

“Where might I sign up?” Larry asked.

Terry’s face gentled. “That’s a lot more conferring.”

“Oh.”

“I’ll get it started.”
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The end.




Title: Late 1888

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.

Characters: Amita
Word Count: 156
January - Reservations, Room Key, Secret, Encounter
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Madam President Amita is having trouble.
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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Taking a step back from the board, Presidentess Amita Eppes examined her work. “I’m missing something,” she said to herself. Sighing, she instructed her duennas, “Lock the doors.”

Dutifully, they obeyed, then took up positions by the locked doors while their ruler paced the floor, talking herself through various analogies and similies in the hopes of solving the problem, of finding the missing piece.

Silently, Amita often agreed with those who said she shouldn’t be President – she was only in office because husband had died before the end of a Presidential term; most newspapers still referred to her as ‘The President’s Mistress.’ The odds of being re-elected, re-becoming Presidentess Amita Eppes, was more than remote – it was laughable.

She had no idea that, regardless of failings, her successes would ensure that her mathematical modeling would be used by every Californian President after her. Even if most didn’t lock themselves in the room while they used it.
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The end.




Title: Early 1889

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.
Characters: Millie, Ian
Word Count: 239
January - Reservations, Room Key, Secret, Encounter
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Millie and Ian talk politics.
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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“And to what do I owe the honor of your company?” Millie asked. The ladies flanking her were officially for conversation, though unofficially they were constantly present to defend the life of the former President’s wife; duennas was the nickname for those in their line of work.

Doing his best to push aside any unease he felt at doing what amounted to deskwork, “I’m here,” Ian Edgerton said, “on behalf of President Eppes. He hopes you and your husband can support his push -”

“For war? We already have,” Millie tsked at him. “For ending the Exclusion Acts? It would be our pleasure.”

“It would?” Officially, Ian here was Italian; anyone who called him an Indian was one of Eppes’ political enemies already. Even so, his ability to camouflage himself in any land – among people or not – made him…useful.

“Of course. We passed those Acts both because of the Depression and in the hopes of unity with our eastern brethren.” Hopes that went unfulfilled with the Union and Confederacy paying little mind to the Californians. “They’re so busy fighting the British that they won’t side with Spain even if they do notice our repeal of the Act.”

“Thank you,” Ian said.

“It was my pleasure, young man,” Millie said. “And yes, I know that, for political reasons, this conversation never happened. Should anyone ask, I will say we discussed your sister’s impending wedding.”

I don’t have one. “My cousin.”
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The end.




Title: 1893

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.
Characters: Liz, Don
Word Count: 245
January 2008 - Reservations, Room Key, Secret, Encounter
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Don and Liz are instrumental in a treaty between California and the Commanche.
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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Commanche power had been reduced, but not even the Union and the Confederacy had been able to eliminate them completely (then again, they’d only managed one joint military excursion)…much less to make the Commanches and their allies-of-necessity the Navaho into nonentities.

Sent by his superiors, Don Eppes sat in the conference house on the edge of the westernmost Navaho tribal community; the house had been built specially for this moment. And lo, who should walk in, but Liz herself. “Kinda tells you where you stand, doesn’t it?” Liz asked, “that they sent *me* to deal with you.”

Don nodded. “You look good.”

She nodded thanks. “So, what does the Great Nation of California want with the allied tribes?”

Favoring bluntness over niceties that might take days and never get resolved even then, Don said, “To watch our back.”

Liz raised her eyebrows, but let him keep talking.

“We’re going to be fighting Spain; mostly Mexico, but Spain’s backing them.”

“And you want us to keep the Confederates and the Union from blindsiding you with an eastern attack,” Liz said.

Don nodded.

“And in return?”

“You get to be part of California.” Knowing Liz would just snort at that, he continued: “No settlers, no harassment from priests or developers.”

“Voting?” as she knew the answer would likely be No. They were Indians, after all.

“I can ask,” which was all Don could say.

“I’ll relay the offer.”

And that was how the allied tribes joined California.
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The end.





Title: 1897

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.

Characters: Liz
Word Count: 90
Rating: PG-13
October - Professor, Classified, Loss, Starting Over

Summary: Liz is a teacher.

Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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“Is everyone here?” Liz asked. “Everyone ready?”

All the girls in class answered with a resounding – if not entirely enthused – “yes”.

Here in Sister Rosa’s School Of Girls, in the capitol city, a grade-school education was provided to everyone, free of charge. Higher education cost, more price for more learning. It’s a start, Liz felt. And it’s a sight better than I would’ve had back on the East Coast.

“I want everyone here to feel free to call me ‘Liz’, okay? None of that formal stuff the nuns’ll ask for.”
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The end.






Title: 1913

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.
Characters: Oswald.
Word Count: 110
Rating: PG-13
October - Professor, Classified, Loss, Starting Over

Summary: momentarily back East, Oswald talks to Roosevelt.

Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;

(is this Teddy Roosevelt? Probably not, as the butterflies would’ve killed him in Brazil or Cuba – but maybe it is Teddy)

Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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“Congratulations on your election, Mr. President,” one reporter said to Roosevelt. “If I may ask, sir, what are your feelings about the recent rumors of California’s alliance with Canada?”

You’re asking if I’m worried about whether or not California and Canada will take action against the Union, I take it. “My feelings are my own, son, and will not affect the policy I vowed to follow while I was campaigning.” The crowd cheered.

“Are there plans for the eventuality of war?”

Of course. Every Union President has such contingency plans. “That, boy, is not an opinion. That is classified.”

“Is that a yes?”

“What’s your name, son?”

“Oswald, Mr. President.
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The end.




Title: 1933

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.

Characters: Alice Chen, Colby Granger
Word Count: 122
Rating: PG-13
October - Professor, Classified, Loss, Starting Over

Summary: Colby loved her so much he’s not standing with her family at the funeral.
{back in California for the rest}
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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Colby Granger stood at the edge of the cemetery, watching as the extended Chen family buried one of their own. As they performed the rites for the one he loved – his lover – he stood silent and observant outside the bounds of the Chinese Section of this cemetery.

She’d caught him, heart and soul, before she’d ever said a word. But propriety must be kept (and family feelings minded), so they had not wed one another.

He’d greased enough palms to get more of her family to these shores, to this city, into into upper-class (for Chinese) housing. And had never introduced himself to them – knew how they’d respond.

So he stood back, even now, as the prayer sticks burned for Alice Chen.

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The end.




Title: 1942

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.

Characters: Amita, Oswald
Word Count: 215
Rating: PG-13
October - Professor, Classified, Loss, Starting Over

Summary: Oswald’s there to welcome the Ramanujans to America.
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100; this one was originally going to have Alice…but then Oswald showed up and put a different spin on it.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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The camo-wearing grunt walked up to the little child seated atop a pile of boxes that the army officer suspected were all the possessions the child’s family had in the world. “My name’s Oswald,” the grunt told them. Amita gabbled at him in reply.

“Away!” Mr Ramanujan said. “What do you want?” in English.

Lt Kittner (promoted for brilliance on the battlefield – though really, it was just using math to outflank the enemy) recalled enough Grade School English to reply, “I was only saying Hello.”

“I see,” which set Mr Ramanujan’s mind at ease. Important matters at hand, “Do you know of any place where we might find work?” Mr. Ramanujan asked

“You arrived in the middle of a war. Chinamen aren’t the only ones who’re having trouble right now – even us,” and tapped the back of his hand, “can’t land most jobs in this economic climate.” Oswald shrugged. “If it weren’t for this war, things would probably be even worse.”
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The end.



Title: 1960

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.

Characters: Amita, Don

Dedicated to: Rinkle

Word Count: 214
August - Graduation, Deviation, Moderation, Interrogation
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Amita’s graduated, and Don’s happy.

Spoilers: Harvest
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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Once the ceremony here at Sister Rosa’s College Of Girls was complete, Amita went to where her family was sitting, knowing they’d gush over her – them and the neighborhood. Nearly the entire Tamil community of the city had turned out to see the fruits of their pooled money. Amita accepted their congratulations.

After a while – she wasn’t sure how long it’d been – everyone took a step back.

“You did good,” Don said, standing behind her now. Amita didn’t know him well, but knew he tended to understate things; also knew he was why they had backed up – he was in the suit that was practically a uniform for those in his line of work.

“Thank you,” she said, knowing it could never be said enough. Amita had indeed done good – and her community’s money wouldn’t have been enough to pay for the advanced courses she’d ended up in. “When do I begin work?” having agreed to an indenturement in return for the FI {Federal Investigators} paying her school dues – the pooled money, she was saving for when Santi needed to go to college.

“As soon as you can,” Don said. “And don’t think you’re going to get away with being a secretary, either. You’re gonna be an Agent,” even if it does piss my boss off.

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The end.




Title: 1962

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.

Character(s)/Pairing(s): Alan
Word Count: 183
August - Graduation, Deviation, Moderation, Interrogation
Rating: PG-13
Summary: President Alan answers reporters’ questions.
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.
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“No no,” President Alan Eppes said to one question fired off by a reporter. “Our long-standing poor relations with China have nothing to do with my decision to push through legislation fully legalizing Chinese families and businesses.” The first step had been taken a little over half a century before, but nobody’d really dared move past that since then.

“But wouldn’t the Triads take advantage of this generosity?” asked a second reporter, referring to this marked shift from continental policy.

Alan fixed the cub reporter with an even gaze. “I don’t know about you, but my immigrant ancestors weren’t exactly looked fondly upon by the folks in the old country,” which earned murmurs of agreement. California was a nation made on the backs of immigrants.

“Senor President,” another reporter shouted from the edge of the mob of reporters, “Is it true that you don’t plan on seeking re-election?”

“That’s correct,” Alan said. “As necessary as my job is, I need to be with my family,” and all the reporters fell silent, reminded of the tragedy of the recent death of the President’s wife.

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The end.



Title: 1965

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.

Character: David, Colby, random Chinese guy
Word Count: 141
August - Graduation, Deviation, Moderation, Interrogation
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Detectives Sinclair and Granger.
Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.

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“Pretty bold there,” Detective David Sinclair said to a Chinese man wearing the insignias of the Triads as tattoos on his bare arms.

“They show my affiliation, officer. Clan, family, and business ties,” the man said. “Just because you do not remember where you came from, does not mean we must be similarly handicapped.”

When David started to get up, hands half-curled into fists, Colby said quietly, “Easy,” and David sat back down.

But the Triad man didn’t know or care that Sinclair and Granger had been partners long enough to be able to talk one another down without long arguments or discussions…he saw only a black man obeying a white man. So he walked off, chuckling to himself.

“Dumbass,” Colby said at the guy’s back, which got a chuckle from David – which served the purpose of settling him back down.

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The end.



Title: 2009

Series: West of Confederates.
Series premise: If the Civil War had ended in a draw, what might have happened? I’ll be using the Numb3rs folks to illustrate.

Character: Colby, Liz
Word Count: 110
August - Graduation, Deviation, Moderation, Interrogation
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Liz is Colby’s new FI partner.

Author’s Note: Written for numb3rs100;
Disclaimer: I don’t own Numb3rs and anything related to it.

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“A Triad tat?” Colby asked his partner, the first thing out of his mouth when he saw it. They’d been working together for a full month now, and so far it’d been decent – not horrid, but neither was about to kill each other either. And now this…

“I used to work for them,” Liz said, appreciating that he was confronting her & not going behind her back to report her to their superiors (who knew, of course – all scars and tattoos were registered at the FI Central Office so the body could be identified if an Op went wrong). Of course, she didn’t know what else he would say.

“Huh.”

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The end.
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