Title: Long nights and coffee breaks
Flavor: Mothership
Rating: PGish
Note: Hope you like it! none of it mine!
When it started it was just the two of them in a room in the DAs office. They had worked together for over a year and she had always been attracted to him, who wouldn’t? But being in this proximity this late at night after such a long day with him was suddenly driving her crazy. It started with his dimples. His smile could make Stalin swoon. When ever that smile was shot at her there was a tingling feeling down low in her stomach that then sent chills down her spine. She had to try very hard, every time his glorious lips turned up, not to lose her wits about her. She would be staring at him in a daze and miss every word he said and look like an idiot. At the evening progressed and she found out that they would be alone just the two of them, looking for clues, she almost fainted. It was decided by a round of flip the coin between her and mike and Lupo and Bernard to see who had to go. That’s how they ended up there together. She made a promise to herself that she would not turn into a lovesick teenage girl during the long night. They had been trying to make the long night that faced them more enjoyable. They were telling jokes and playing little made up games. He told her about one that he and his partner play when they have a lot of paper work to do. The game goes that every time you see a cretin word (picked at the start of the game) you have to have a thumb war, whom ever wins thumb war has to finish the paper the other person was working on. This was one of many games he told her about as they scanned the piles and piles of paper work looking for a sign of their latest suspect. The first time he let her win, she guessed that he could see how she pretty much just melted when he took hold of her hand. Now the clock read that it was just past midnight and they were not even half way through the evidence boxes. She dozed off quietly and did not even notice that she had fallen asleep till she felt a tap on her shoulder and smelled coffee. Her eyes opened to Detective Lupo standing over her a smile on his face and a coffee in his hand. She panicked thinking that she had slept the whole night and left him alone to sort through all the lists and essays. But she looked at the clock and discovered that only a half hour had passed. This put her slightly at ease despite the fact that it was almost one in the mourning.
“You wanna go home? I can finish up I’ll have to bring the stuff home with me but…” before he could finish his sentence Connie jumped in.
“Oh no you don’t have to I’ll stay. But why do you need to go home?”
“My dog. He’ll be hungry and has been alone all day.”
“Ok well… I could go with you.”
“You don’t have to.”
“I can if it’s ok with you… I mean it would be more comfortable.”
“Well I don’t mind. Hope you like dogs, big ones that love to lick.”
She blushed at this. “Oh I love dogs! Just let me get some stuff together.”
“I’ll go get my car and be out front. Would you mind getting my stack?” he asked pointing to the thick stack of papers next to his laptop that he was packing up.
“Sure.”
He walked out holding his laptop and a big box of papers that still had to be sorted. She watched him as he walked away and her face turned red when the thought that he had a nice butt popped into her head, though she had to admit it was true. She finished gathering her things and turned off the lights in the now empty conference room. Her lips were drawn up in a huge smile as she exited the DAs office. She knew something good was going to happen tonight.
She was sitting in Lupo’s car. Her face was twisted into a very scary expression. People walking by would swear she was going to burn a hole through the dashboard with that glare.
After spraining her ankle Cyrus carried her to his car, saying that on their way to the DA’s office they would stop at a CVS and get some kind of little brace. Lupo had tried to insist that she see a doctor but Connie was embarrassed enough already.
So, there she was as he came out holding a bag. He pulled out a Coke for himself and handed her an ankle brace. Connie struggled to put it on, finding it hard to lean down far enough with out hitting her head on the dashboard or hurting her injured ankle.
“Here...let me do it.” Cyrus said, noticing her problem.
“No, I can do something this simple!” she scolded, already pissed off about not being able to get the stupid thing on.
“Hey, whatever.” He put his hands up in surrender but watched for a few more seconds as she struggled.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m sure I looked like an idiot but at least I have my pride.”
As she said this she showed him her handy work. When he laughed, saying it was on upside down, she gave in and handed him her ankle. His touch was soft and she felt shivers going up and down her legs from where his fingers were.
It was a snap decision. But being sleep deprived and turned on can do crazy things to a person. Before she knew what she was doing and before she could stop it she had grabbed Lupo's tie and was shoving her mouth on his. The kiss was amazing - even though he was shocked, he got over it quickly and passionately kissed back.