Author's note: Yep, I really liked this episode. Really. And after watching, I couldn't get any sleep. So I put pen to paper, which is to say, fingers to keyboard and this is the result.

Also, thank you to MickeyBoggs who is always there- no matter the time of day. Or night. Stardust!

Enjoy.

Jane

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Of boys and men

Old? He was old? Snap! And he did. He snapped. And it could have been worse. That boy that still smelled of diapers could have found himself with his Department of State head shoved where the sun doesn't shine. But this was the privilege of age: he could hold himself in check- not even mechanical clowns were in danger anymore.

He wouldn't take it personally though. The boy seemed to have a problem with most any age. Sweets was too young, he was too old. Still, the echo of the word was enough set the alarm of his biological clock. Wasn't that a female issue? Damn, he could deal with it. He was older. Older. Then he smiled at himself. To himself. Old age is no place for sissies.