From me, an Admirer - Day 3 (Bones - Cadgins)
Title: From me, an Admirer
Author: AccordingToMel
Summary: After Cam starts receiving mysterious gifts, she begins to suspect that she might have a secret admirer.
Pairings: Cadgins
Rating: T
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 1,067
Disclaimer: Last I checked, no. But let me tell you, if I had my way with the show, things would be vastly different!
Author’s note: Yes, I’m a day late. But sadly life > fanfic sometimes :P. Anywho, I’m back and I’ll try and catch up the extra day on the weekend! Hope you enjoy :). I finally put some Cam/Hodgins interaction in this one.
Part One
Part Two
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From me, an Admirer - Day 3
“So what have you got for me?” Cam asks Hodgins as she wanders into the lab on Tuesday morning. She is equal parts relieved and thankful that no one else is around at the moment. Her previous resolve to avoid everyone else in the lab hadn’t exactly worked out all that well yesterday, try as she might. But today was a new day, and she hoped it would involve less mindless chatter and more pointed work. They had a case to solve. Preferably before Christmas so she could actually get away from this place for a few days.
“So you’re talking to me again?” Hodgins asks, a tiny smirk on his face.
Cam scrunches up her face in indignation. “What are you talking about? Of course I’m talking to you. Why else would I be standing here waiting to hear if you have results for me?”
Hodgins shrugs. “Just seems like you were trying to ignore everyone yesterday, is all.” There is a careful nonchalance to his tone, but she can hear the implication in what he’s saying, the slight hint of amused accusation.
“I wasn’t ignoring you. I was trying to get work done,” she states firmly.
Hodgins looks at her disbelievingly, but seemingly decides to drop it. “Right.”
Cam fights an eye roll and instead shoots him what she calls her ‘good-natured glare.’ “So you said you have updates? Let’s hear them.”
* * * * *
A couple of hours later, Cam is hiding in her office again. Not because she is a coward. She grew up in a rough neighbourhood where she had no choice but to learn to defend herself. She is hiding because she received a third gift from her ‘secret admirer,’ and if Angela finds out, the artist will hound her every day from now until the gifts finally stop. And even then, she’ll probably still continue to harass her on principle. So instead of acting like the mature, professional she is, Cam instead decides to hide away in the hopes that everyone will simply forget about this whole ridiculous nonsense.
So when someone knocks on her door, Cam silently prays that if she remains quiet and hunches down low in her seat, maybe they’ll assume she’s not there and leave.
Unfortunately the person at the door isn’t big on waiting for permission and steps into her office anyway.
“Dr. Saroyan?” It’s Hodgins. She should have known.
“Yes?” she asks.
“Are you hiding in here?” is his first question and she honestly can’t help the small laugh that escapes past her lips.
“If I said yes, would you think less of me?”
“Never,” he shares with a grin, walking up to her desk. “Though it does have me curious. You avoided us as much as possible yesterday, and now you’re hiding out in your office. What gives? This can’t have anything to do with your admirer, can it?”
Cam raises a brow. “Have you considered that perhaps I’m just trying to get something done around here, and that I’m not really avoiding anyone at all?” She carefully avoids even acknowledging the secret admirer issue.
But Hodgins only chuckles at her words. “And have you considered that I know you better than that, and I know you’re not being entirely truthful with me?”
She feels something warm flutter in her stomach at his words. She’d never really considered them to be that close, even though she quite enjoys Hodgins and spends a great deal of time with him these days. Probably more than with anyone else in the lab, now that she really thinks about it. Hell, she supposes he’s even a friend, if one can call their employee a friend. He is one of the first people she talks to (if Booth isn’t around, which he often isn’t) when she needs advice or a perspective on something. And come to think of it, Hodgins confides in her a great deal as well. So of course it makes sense that he knows how her mind works, and when she might possibly be lying. Cam probably knows him just as well as he knows her. There is something significant about the fact that he believes he knows her so well, and she grins in spite of herself.
“Fine,” she acquiesces reluctantly, holding up two hands in feigned surrender. “Maybe I am avoiding everyone just a bit.”
He takes this as a cue to sit down and makes himself comfortable in the chair directly across from her. “Can I ask why?”
Cam sighs, not even entirely sure if she knows the reason herself. “I’m not sure, to be honest,” she begins slowly, thinking as she speaks. “I just don’t like to be the center of attention, I guess. And I’m still not sure how I feel about the whole thing, so to have to deal with constant questions and comments from the peanut gallery - mostly Angela - is more frustrating than anything else.”
“So you don’t like this whole secret admirer thing then?” His voice sounds deliberately guarded, and she’s unsure why that is.
Cam shakes her head. “It’s not so much that I don’t like it. It’s more that I don’t like not knowing who the gifts are coming from. I don’t like being left in the dark.”
“I think that’s kind of the point though,” Hodgins informs her sagely, smiling lightly.
“I know. I’m just not used to having this kind of attention on me. It feels weird,” she admits.
“You shouldn’t feel weird. You deserve it,” Hodgins tells her sincerely, seemingly only noticing what he’s said after it’s already come out of his mouth. Cam smiles at the compliment and they fall into a companionable silence.
“So, did you get something today?” he asks after a moment.
Cam nods and reaches behind her, grabbing the box and holding it out to him. “Chocolates,” she announces. And not the cheap Pot of Gold garbage, but real Swiss chocolate. The good stuff.
“Mmm, real chocolate,” Hodgins mumbles approvingly.
Cam removes the cover and offers it to him. “You can have some if you want. But on one condition,” she adds as he is about to take a piece.
He pauses, hand hovering just over the chocolate. “What’s that?”
There is a slight twinkle in her eyes. “When you leave, don’t tell anyone where I am?”
She takes his laughter as a good sign.
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Part Four
Author: AccordingToMel
Summary: After Cam starts receiving mysterious gifts, she begins to suspect that she might have a secret admirer.
Pairings: Cadgins
Rating: T
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 1,067
Disclaimer: Last I checked, no. But let me tell you, if I had my way with the show, things would be vastly different!
Author’s note: Yes, I’m a day late. But sadly life > fanfic sometimes :P. Anywho, I’m back and I’ll try and catch up the extra day on the weekend! Hope you enjoy :). I finally put some Cam/Hodgins interaction in this one.
Part One
Part Two
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From me, an Admirer - Day 3
“So what have you got for me?” Cam asks Hodgins as she wanders into the lab on Tuesday morning. She is equal parts relieved and thankful that no one else is around at the moment. Her previous resolve to avoid everyone else in the lab hadn’t exactly worked out all that well yesterday, try as she might. But today was a new day, and she hoped it would involve less mindless chatter and more pointed work. They had a case to solve. Preferably before Christmas so she could actually get away from this place for a few days.
“So you’re talking to me again?” Hodgins asks, a tiny smirk on his face.
Cam scrunches up her face in indignation. “What are you talking about? Of course I’m talking to you. Why else would I be standing here waiting to hear if you have results for me?”
Hodgins shrugs. “Just seems like you were trying to ignore everyone yesterday, is all.” There is a careful nonchalance to his tone, but she can hear the implication in what he’s saying, the slight hint of amused accusation.
“I wasn’t ignoring you. I was trying to get work done,” she states firmly.
Hodgins looks at her disbelievingly, but seemingly decides to drop it. “Right.”
Cam fights an eye roll and instead shoots him what she calls her ‘good-natured glare.’ “So you said you have updates? Let’s hear them.”
* * * * *
A couple of hours later, Cam is hiding in her office again. Not because she is a coward. She grew up in a rough neighbourhood where she had no choice but to learn to defend herself. She is hiding because she received a third gift from her ‘secret admirer,’ and if Angela finds out, the artist will hound her every day from now until the gifts finally stop. And even then, she’ll probably still continue to harass her on principle. So instead of acting like the mature, professional she is, Cam instead decides to hide away in the hopes that everyone will simply forget about this whole ridiculous nonsense.
So when someone knocks on her door, Cam silently prays that if she remains quiet and hunches down low in her seat, maybe they’ll assume she’s not there and leave.
Unfortunately the person at the door isn’t big on waiting for permission and steps into her office anyway.
“Dr. Saroyan?” It’s Hodgins. She should have known.
“Yes?” she asks.
“Are you hiding in here?” is his first question and she honestly can’t help the small laugh that escapes past her lips.
“If I said yes, would you think less of me?”
“Never,” he shares with a grin, walking up to her desk. “Though it does have me curious. You avoided us as much as possible yesterday, and now you’re hiding out in your office. What gives? This can’t have anything to do with your admirer, can it?”
Cam raises a brow. “Have you considered that perhaps I’m just trying to get something done around here, and that I’m not really avoiding anyone at all?” She carefully avoids even acknowledging the secret admirer issue.
But Hodgins only chuckles at her words. “And have you considered that I know you better than that, and I know you’re not being entirely truthful with me?”
She feels something warm flutter in her stomach at his words. She’d never really considered them to be that close, even though she quite enjoys Hodgins and spends a great deal of time with him these days. Probably more than with anyone else in the lab, now that she really thinks about it. Hell, she supposes he’s even a friend, if one can call their employee a friend. He is one of the first people she talks to (if Booth isn’t around, which he often isn’t) when she needs advice or a perspective on something. And come to think of it, Hodgins confides in her a great deal as well. So of course it makes sense that he knows how her mind works, and when she might possibly be lying. Cam probably knows him just as well as he knows her. There is something significant about the fact that he believes he knows her so well, and she grins in spite of herself.
“Fine,” she acquiesces reluctantly, holding up two hands in feigned surrender. “Maybe I am avoiding everyone just a bit.”
He takes this as a cue to sit down and makes himself comfortable in the chair directly across from her. “Can I ask why?”
Cam sighs, not even entirely sure if she knows the reason herself. “I’m not sure, to be honest,” she begins slowly, thinking as she speaks. “I just don’t like to be the center of attention, I guess. And I’m still not sure how I feel about the whole thing, so to have to deal with constant questions and comments from the peanut gallery - mostly Angela - is more frustrating than anything else.”
“So you don’t like this whole secret admirer thing then?” His voice sounds deliberately guarded, and she’s unsure why that is.
Cam shakes her head. “It’s not so much that I don’t like it. It’s more that I don’t like not knowing who the gifts are coming from. I don’t like being left in the dark.”
“I think that’s kind of the point though,” Hodgins informs her sagely, smiling lightly.
“I know. I’m just not used to having this kind of attention on me. It feels weird,” she admits.
“You shouldn’t feel weird. You deserve it,” Hodgins tells her sincerely, seemingly only noticing what he’s said after it’s already come out of his mouth. Cam smiles at the compliment and they fall into a companionable silence.
“So, did you get something today?” he asks after a moment.
Cam nods and reaches behind her, grabbing the box and holding it out to him. “Chocolates,” she announces. And not the cheap Pot of Gold garbage, but real Swiss chocolate. The good stuff.
“Mmm, real chocolate,” Hodgins mumbles approvingly.
Cam removes the cover and offers it to him. “You can have some if you want. But on one condition,” she adds as he is about to take a piece.
He pauses, hand hovering just over the chocolate. “What’s that?”
There is a slight twinkle in her eyes. “When you leave, don’t tell anyone where I am?”
She takes his laughter as a good sign.
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Part Four