Cornish Rex
Title: Cornish Rex
Author: GusTheMoose
Theme/Set: Semi-Professional/Criminal Intent
Rating: G
Claim + additional character(s): Alex Eames/Bobby Goren, Mike Logan and Carolyn Barek
Warning: NA
Summary: “Lewis figured a garage wasn’t a good place for the little guy.”
“Goren,” Mike Logan stand, stopping as he walked by, “Your desk is…meowing.”
“Oh, he must be awake,” Bobby Goren said happily.
“He?” Mike, his interest peaked, leaned over Bobby’s shoulder as he opened the bottom right desk drawer, “Is that what I think it is?”
“Shhh,” Bobby said, wiggling a little finger for the calico kitten to bat at, “Eames and I found him at a scene this morning.”
“So you brought him to work with you?” Mike moved to sit on the corner of Bobby’s desk while the kitten gnawed on Bobby’s finger.
“Well, we were going to leave him with a friend, but Lewis figured a garage wasn’t a good place for the little guy.”
“So, you brought him here? You do know that the ASPCA would take him.” Mike couldn’t help it, he too wiggled a finger in front of the kitten’s nose. The kitten however decided that Mike was second rate to Bobby and ignored him completely.
“Bobby’s already adopted him,” Alex Eames said, walking back from the snack machine with a bag of Skittles, “Though why he’d want a cat when he’s allergic is beyond me.”
“He’s a Cornish Rex. People claim they don’t trigger cat allergies,” Bobby smiled up at Alex, “I did a little research.”
“Of course you did,” Alex sat at her desk and opened up her laptop, “You better get him back to sleep or else Deakins is going to bust you.”
“I think he’s hungry,” Bobby said, “Got any milk?”
“Barek’s got some,” Mike jumped to his feet, “Be right back.”
Alex shook her head, “You’re going to get hit, you know.”
Mike grinned, “I happen to know Barek’s got a soft spot for animals.”
Bobby, too busy dangling his tie for the kitten to play with, missed the whole exchanged until a carton of milk appeared under his nose. He looked up to see Carolyn Barek smiling at him.
“You’re going to need to clean that drawer out at the end of the day,” She commented after handing the milk over.
“Remind me to stay away from your desk,” Mike comment, earning an amused glare from his partner.
“It’s okay,” Bobby said, letting the kitten lick milk from his finger, “I don’t mind.”
“Now, just one thing left to do,” Alex smiled, “What are you going to call him?”
Author: GusTheMoose
Theme/Set: Semi-Professional/Criminal Intent
Rating: G
Claim + additional character(s): Alex Eames/Bobby Goren, Mike Logan and Carolyn Barek
Warning: NA
Summary: “Lewis figured a garage wasn’t a good place for the little guy.”
“Goren,” Mike Logan stand, stopping as he walked by, “Your desk is…meowing.”
“Oh, he must be awake,” Bobby Goren said happily.
“He?” Mike, his interest peaked, leaned over Bobby’s shoulder as he opened the bottom right desk drawer, “Is that what I think it is?”
“Shhh,” Bobby said, wiggling a little finger for the calico kitten to bat at, “Eames and I found him at a scene this morning.”
“So you brought him to work with you?” Mike moved to sit on the corner of Bobby’s desk while the kitten gnawed on Bobby’s finger.
“Well, we were going to leave him with a friend, but Lewis figured a garage wasn’t a good place for the little guy.”
“So, you brought him here? You do know that the ASPCA would take him.” Mike couldn’t help it, he too wiggled a finger in front of the kitten’s nose. The kitten however decided that Mike was second rate to Bobby and ignored him completely.
“Bobby’s already adopted him,” Alex Eames said, walking back from the snack machine with a bag of Skittles, “Though why he’d want a cat when he’s allergic is beyond me.”
“He’s a Cornish Rex. People claim they don’t trigger cat allergies,” Bobby smiled up at Alex, “I did a little research.”
“Of course you did,” Alex sat at her desk and opened up her laptop, “You better get him back to sleep or else Deakins is going to bust you.”
“I think he’s hungry,” Bobby said, “Got any milk?”
“Barek’s got some,” Mike jumped to his feet, “Be right back.”
Alex shook her head, “You’re going to get hit, you know.”
Mike grinned, “I happen to know Barek’s got a soft spot for animals.”
Bobby, too busy dangling his tie for the kitten to play with, missed the whole exchanged until a carton of milk appeared under his nose. He looked up to see Carolyn Barek smiling at him.
“You’re going to need to clean that drawer out at the end of the day,” She commented after handing the milk over.
“Remind me to stay away from your desk,” Mike comment, earning an amused glare from his partner.
“It’s okay,” Bobby said, letting the kitten lick milk from his finger, “I don’t mind.”
“Now, just one thing left to do,” Alex smiled, “What are you going to call him?”