Tardis Challenge
Where's the Tardis When You Need It?
CI
Eames/Goren
(I'm reposting this because the challenge was my title for a L&Order 100 fic. I mean EXACTLY).
Bobby's knuckles were white from gripping his notebook; his jaw audibly clenched and unclenched.
"I can't help it, Bobby, the car's dead. I mean everything--everything is out.." Eames, near curses as she surveyed the empty landscape, turned to him. "You just HAD to interview this guy, just HAD to get us stranded out here in the boondocks."
"Just..just get out and start walking."
"Are you kidding? In these shoes? I think not."
Half a mile later Bobby shifted the weight on his back. "Could you losen your neck hold," he gasped.
Eames sighed and held onto him by the shoulders. "Where's the tardis when you need it?"
CI
Eames/Goren
(I'm reposting this because the challenge was my title for a L&Order 100 fic. I mean EXACTLY).
Bobby's knuckles were white from gripping his notebook; his jaw audibly clenched and unclenched.
"I can't help it, Bobby, the car's dead. I mean everything--everything is out.." Eames, near curses as she surveyed the empty landscape, turned to him. "You just HAD to interview this guy, just HAD to get us stranded out here in the boondocks."
"Just..just get out and start walking."
"Are you kidding? In these shoes? I think not."
Half a mile later Bobby shifted the weight on his back. "Could you losen your neck hold," he gasped.
Eames sighed and held onto him by the shoulders. "Where's the tardis when you need it?"