Claire is tired and on edge, sitting at her desk with her head resting on folded hands.  Things have been worse since she sent the Haitian away which she had done to protect him but she is beginning to feel like she had sent away her only ally in doing so.  The others are harsher now and they're no longer hiding their gazes or biting their tongues ( Read more... )

Picture Prompt

The first time Claire had been tempted to stray to another man’s bed, she had been blindsided.

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The silence was intense without the sound of another person filling the halls and the rooms of the house that she once called home.  It didn't matter that she hadn't been there in years, the memories hadn't been erased; they were still there like ghosts clinging to the walls.  It hurt that time hadn't helped them to fade at all and she was achingly ( Read more... )

When people looked at Claire, they only saw a few key traits.  Blonde curls, a small smile, a petite body and that she was pretty.  They underestimated her because of it and she learned eventually how to use that to her advantage.  Why not do so?  She had learned that people didn't care much about age, size or how you looked when they wanted to win ( Read more... )

Claire was working silently, studying blue prints for the next mission when a young blond man came rushing into the room.  He rushed to her side, bypassing anyone else in the room and going straight to her side.  Bending his head down, he started to whisper softly in her ear and then quickly straightened as her head snapped up.  He watched the ( Read more... )

Claire had told Adam that she wouldn't be gone long, that she just had to run to the small store nearby where she could get some milk and chocolate sauce since she didn't like drinking her milk just white.  She preferred chocolate milk, she always had ever since she was a small child and eventually her mom had given up on trying to get her to drink ( Read more... )