The Alphabet Affair - Q
Title: The Alphabet Affair - Q
Rating: PG
Genre: Slash
Word Count: 585
Prompts: Quarrel and Queasy
It seemed as if it had taken a week to shake themselves loose from police custody. Even with Mr. Waverly’s help, Liveredge has tried to keep them there, hoping, Napoleon guessed, to pry information from him.
The club was dark now, the gaudy neon lights no longer making the puddles a kaleidoscope of colors.
What do you think?”
“Well, the car is gone, but it could have been towed.” Despite his concern, Napoleon was not anxious to rush inside. He’d made that mistake once and while Jack was a good agent, he wasn’t Illya. “We have no way of know if they are inside there or not.
“To be filed under ‘What it’s worth,’ usually when Kevin is in trouble, I get a queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach and so far, I’m feeling fine.”
“I wish I could say the same thing.”
“You feel okay?”
“No, about feeling queasy when Illya’s in trouble. Of course, with him, it would be a near constant state.” Napoleon smiled weakly as his joke. The truth of the matter was that he was very concerned. He knew Del Vickrey didn’t like to lose and having Illya snatch Napoleon away from him wouldn’t have endeared the Russian to the THRUSH agent.
. We need to get those cleared off tomorrow.”
“See to it.” A long pause. “And find him.”
“I will. And if he’s around, so is his partner.”
“You’d better hope so or…”
“Yes, I know the penalty for failure, sir.” The speaker suddenly swung his light around, blinding both Napoleon and Sprat. “And I also know the sweet taste of success.”
Rating: PG
Genre: Slash
Word Count: 585
Prompts: Quarrel and Queasy
It seemed as if it had taken a week to shake themselves loose from police custody. Even with Mr. Waverly’s help, Liveredge has tried to keep them there, hoping, Napoleon guessed, to pry information from him.
The club was dark now, the gaudy neon lights no longer making the puddles a kaleidoscope of colors.
What do you think?”
“Well, the car is gone, but it could have been towed.” Despite his concern, Napoleon was not anxious to rush inside. He’d made that mistake once and while Jack was a good agent, he wasn’t Illya. “We have no way of know if they are inside there or not.
“To be filed under ‘What it’s worth,’ usually when Kevin is in trouble, I get a queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach and so far, I’m feeling fine.”
“I wish I could say the same thing.”
“You feel okay?”
“No, about feeling queasy when Illya’s in trouble. Of course, with him, it would be a near constant state.” Napoleon smiled weakly as his joke. The truth of the matter was that he was very concerned. He knew Del Vickrey didn’t like to lose and having Illya snatch Napoleon away from him wouldn’t have endeared the Russian to the THRUSH agent.
. We need to get those cleared off tomorrow.”
“See to it.” A long pause. “And find him.”
“I will. And if he’s around, so is his partner.”
“You’d better hope so or…”
“Yes, I know the penalty for failure, sir.” The speaker suddenly swung his light around, blinding both Napoleon and Sprat. “And I also know the sweet taste of success.”