Characters:OU Seeley Booth, OU Meleka Fray Where:Paj Epta When:Late afternoon Summary:Booth goes to see Melaka about a kid. Warnings: Snark, brain break
Fray was in the bathroom when there was a knock on the door, in the midst of tying her hair up in a sloppy ponytail. She was dressed warmly, long sleeve shirt, flannel pj bottoms, thick woolen socks. Mel exited the bathroom, crossing the open living room, dining room area over to the front door, unlocking it then opening it to reveal...Angel?
Melaka's cornflower blue orbs widened and she rushed forward, throwing her arms around who she thought was her old watcher's neck. "Ruttin' hell, when'd you get back?!"
And there went the coffee. Booth recoiled backwards, unpepared for the sudden speed and the.. Strength.. Erk. "Little.." he pressed his hands to her shoulders firmly and tried to pry her off. "Too tight.."
It took a moment for her to realize that he wasn't room temperature, or colder and the slayer released him, taking a step back, her cheeks filling with color. "Ohh...shit." Mel trailed off quietly.
"I...take it you're the fella that sounds like Angel?" Mel said, glancing down and seeing the split coffee. Crap. She turned, heading into the kitchen to grab some paper towels.
Booth took a deep breath upon his release and stepped back. His ears were ringing, and he shook his head a couple times to reorietate himself, glancing at her.
"Yeah. I should have been expecting that.." Oh, okay. mess.. right. He entered the apartment and moved after Melaka, taking a towel for himself and heading out to fix the mess.. "Don't worry about it, okay? Have a seat."
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Melaka's cornflower blue orbs widened and she rushed forward, throwing her arms around who she thought was her old watcher's neck. "Ruttin' hell, when'd you get back?!"
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"I...take it you're the fella that sounds like Angel?" Mel said, glancing down and seeing the split coffee. Crap. She turned, heading into the kitchen to grab some paper towels.
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"Yeah. I should have been expecting that.." Oh, okay. mess.. right. He entered the apartment and moved after Melaka, taking a towel for himself and heading out to fix the mess.. "Don't worry about it, okay? Have a seat."
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