Drabble for Max

Aug 10, 2008 16:20

He didn't call.

He'd made it back safely and he hadn't called to let her know that he was alright and that the job had gone off well. So she'd been anxiously waiting at home for the call and getting more and more nervous by the minute. She'd finally called the wife of his mates and she'd reassured that they had come home and that Max had told his mates he was heading straight home.

So she picked up her things and headed over to his apartment. She found him there completely dead to the world asleep. She quickly made herself comfortable in his kitchen as she quickly made him something to eat and left it with a note in his fridge.

She couldn't stop herself from lightly caressing his face in his sleep once before she left. She'd see him later.

max, drabble/fic

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