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[Post Belarus] -- after 2.06

Jul 12, 2011 22:20

Annie had told Danielle that she was exhausted, but that was so much of an understatement that it was ridiculous. After making sure that her older sister had put the good coffee on the menu, Annie hauled her suitcase off to the guesthouse with as much nonchalance as she could muster ( Read more... )

occasion: belarus, with: clay, what: roleplay, !during

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fakes_death July 13 2011, 05:28:47 UTC

Clay had a day. to say the least. Between the drama with DPD, and his volunteering to negotiate on behalf of State to get Annie back, all he wanted to do was go out to Alexandria and go to bed. He tried to do just that, but couldn't get over the nagging feeling that he had to see her. He blamed her getting mixed up with gypsies.

That led to an hour of looking though his apartment, trying to find something that belonged to her before settling on a toothbrush. Then he got back in his car and headed out to Georgetown, armed with said toothbrush. If he saw her, he'd be able to sleep easier.

When Annie answered the door, dressed in his Harvard shirt, it took a lot not to just smile outright, "Hi....just dropping this off." He held out the toothbrush.

She was standing there uninjured. Everything was fine.

freshoffthefarm July 13 2011, 05:34:05 UTC

Seeing him standing there, Annie thought for a moment that they'd gone back in time and he was there to greet her and take care of her after a bad op. The memories slammed into her at high-speed and she blinked at the toothbrush.

"Clay, that's your toothbrush." It was painfully obvious that he'd grabbed anything at all as an excuse and she felt kind of guilty for calling him on it as bluntly as she had. But seeing him there...

It dawned on her that she ought to be embarrassed that she'd been caught wearing his Harvard shirt, and she looked at him, invading her space like he was, and she took a deep breath. Bad idea, bad idea, bad idea-- "Do you, um-"

She stepped to the side and motioned to her room.

fakes_death July 13 2011, 05:42:33 UTC

"Is it?" If he were honest with himself, he'd realize he didn't really look at the toothbrush.

Going inside was a terrible idea, but he found himself agreeing anyway and stepping inside.

freshoffthefarm July 13 2011, 05:52:38 UTC

"Yeah," she said, a wry smile on her face as she took the toothbrush from him as she shut the door. Since he'd brought it, she was going to keep it. No way was she going to let him get away with coming over for no reason at all.

Standing awkwardly in her room, she had to ask, "You were following the mission, weren't you?"

fakes_death July 13 2011, 05:54:45 UTC

"Of course I was."

As if she had any doubt.

"I think I didn't worry too much until you got mixed up with gypsies, while lost in country. If this was a decade ago I'd have my nose broken."

freshoffthefarm July 13 2011, 06:10:33 UTC

She figured it was a throwback to that stupid Marine and her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Thankfully, I know how to get myself out of that kind of situation without having too much trouble." She couldn't help the self-satisfied, somewhat smug smile. "Even if it involves jumping off a cliff into a river."

She wondered if he'd read that far.

fakes_death July 14 2011, 00:27:39 UTC

He read that far, he read the whole thing including the amount of time that DPD lost her.

"Yes, thankfully."

Though he was willing to do whatever it took to get her back, as was, apparently, Joan.

freshoffthefarm July 14 2011, 00:36:25 UTC

So close and yet so far, that familiar feeling of being comforted by his presence was almost tangible. She didn't want to kick him out, but she wanted to know what had possessed him to bring his toothbrush to her house at ten o'clock at night.

"Why did you really come?" Her voice was quiet, almost soft, and not at all accusatory.

fakes_death July 14 2011, 00:42:35 UTC

To give you back your toothbrush, was what he wanted to say.

"I wanted to make sure you were okay. See it for myself."

Not anywhere close to, To give you back your toothbrush.

freshoffthefarm July 14 2011, 00:46:49 UTC

"You've seen," she continued in that same quiet voice, then lifted her head to look at him, her gaze far too intense for a casual conversation. Her next comment should have included the words 'thanks for stopping by' or 'see ya', but she was standing too close to him for anything other than, "Are you staying?"

A far cry from 'see ya'.

fakes_death July 14 2011, 01:09:40 UTC

"If you'd like me to." Clay matched her quiet tone.

He didn't know where the evening was going to go, and he certainly didn't plan on staying, when he brought over the toothbrush. But right now, the last thing he wanted to do was get back in his car, especially when Annie was looking at him like that.

freshoffthefarm July 14 2011, 01:15:50 UTC

It wasn't an answer, at least not a verbal one, but she stepped forward and slid her arms around his waist, her forehead going to his chest. She wanted the comfort, the stability, of his arms around her. She wanted to feel him hold her or express some kind of emotion toward her, rather than just let her lead the night, wherever it was going to go.

... and she had no idea where it was going to go.

fakes_death July 14 2011, 01:23:34 UTC

Clay also didn't know how far she was going to let him go. He certainly had no right to be here, not after the way he treated her, but he still loved her. So he put his arms around her and hugged her close then kissed her forehead.

She needed the comfort, and he felt just as unsure as he had the night after the Alley.

freshoffthefarm July 14 2011, 01:30:55 UTC

The simple act of kissing her forehead sent a flutter through her and she took a deep, shuddering breath before hugging him tighter and burying her face in his neck. There was so much she wanted to say, so much she wanted to yell and scream and fight, but he was right there and being affectionate and she didn't want to scare him off.

It was the only thought that kept her tears in check.

Breathing him in was comforting enough for the moment, and then she lifted her head just enough to brush a soft kiss across his jaw.

fakes_death July 14 2011, 01:35:01 UTC

It would be so easy to walk three feet to the bed and fall back into their after mission routine. For the moment at least, he planned on fighting that temptation, even with the kiss to his jaw.

"You're safe." He said it like everything was going to be just fine.

freshoffthefarm July 14 2011, 01:38:17 UTC

She nodded and then went back to hugging him, her head resting on his shoulder. He was over-dressed, she was under-dressed and she hadn't said if she wanted him to stay. She'd put out feelers, so to speak, on his intentions, and they seemed pure enough, which was enough to stop her from progressing her own.

"I just want to sleep through the night. One night," she confessed on a whisper.

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