Dobie Gillis/Numb3rs crossover drabble: "the final word"
Title: The final word.
Prompt: #256:Crumple.
Pairings/Characters:
Rating: PG
Summary: Liz Warner and Maynard G Krebs.
Word Count: 104
Spoilers: Hydra.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters.
Notes: Crossover with Dobie Gillis.
Warnings:
note:
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"He woulda liked you, lots," Maynard said.
"I'm sure we'd get along just fine," Liz said, wondering why she always got stuck with the shy awkward yes-i-knew-the-victim people who either ended up wanting to stalk her or hang on her every word.
"I mean really lots."
Yep. There were days she wondered why she left Portland in a southwards direction - Idaho had had a lot of perfectly good jobs on offer at the time.
"Now, when did you last see Mr. Gillis?"
"It was almost lunch, and we were about to take the rest of the day off," and his voice almost crumpled in fear rather than simply breaking, "work."
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the end
Prompt: #256:Crumple.
Pairings/Characters:
Rating: PG
Summary: Liz Warner and Maynard G Krebs.
Word Count: 104
Spoilers: Hydra.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters.
Notes: Crossover with Dobie Gillis.
Warnings:
note:
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"He woulda liked you, lots," Maynard said.
"I'm sure we'd get along just fine," Liz said, wondering why she always got stuck with the shy awkward yes-i-knew-the-victim people who either ended up wanting to stalk her or hang on her every word.
"I mean really lots."
Yep. There were days she wondered why she left Portland in a southwards direction - Idaho had had a lot of perfectly good jobs on offer at the time.
"Now, when did you last see Mr. Gillis?"
"It was almost lunch, and we were about to take the rest of the day off," and his voice almost crumpled in fear rather than simply breaking, "work."
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the end