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006: Dead to Rights

Dec 16, 2010 19:31

Cromwell had to growl in disdain; today was not a fruitful day. "Had her dead to her rights," he fumed as he tossed his bag into a corner of his office and started through the paperwork. The 'her' he referred to was Moira, the witch who cursed his dear sister to premature dementia. The slut had long since sold her soul and lived around the more ( Read more... )

things go bump in the night, my one and only

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j_salter_olsen January 16 2011, 05:32:21 UTC

Jeremy was at home doing what he did best whenever Alex was out all night with his 'second job'; cooking. He had a huge meal set out by the time Alex walked through the door. Eggs, bacon, sausage, french toast, coffee, orange juice, everything he could think of that they had ingredients for in the fridge.

A smile that didn't conceal his relief covered Jeremy's face. "I always miss you," he said, putting down the glass or orange juice he just poured and walking over to Alex to give him a hug. "Are you okay?"

brithunteralex January 16 2011, 05:43:27 UTC

Pardon the stare for a moment...that is a huge spread! "All you're missing from this spread are the hash browns!" Still, he returned the embrace gladly; Moira had been too much for his unaccustomed body and his age was finally show. A kiss on the lips later and Cromwell sat on the table, trying in vain to stop the exhaustion from kidding in. "Thank you, darling; it all looks delicious."

j_salter_olsen January 16 2011, 05:57:28 UTC

"I thought of those, but we were out and I didn't want to leave the house in the middle of cooking. Fire hazard and all that," he said with a smile before leaning into the kiss.

He watched with concern as Alex sat on the table, obviously exhausted. He pulled out a chair and urged him to sit there. "Have something to eat and then I'm getting you into bed. Then you're going to tell me what happened." Jeremy knew that Alex didn't like to talk about it, but he had become convinced that he needed to get all that off his chest or one day he would just explode. He felt it was his duty to prevent that.

brithunteralex January 16 2011, 06:08:14 UTC

Alex went against his cardiologist education and picked one (or two) of everything, carefully avoiding the coffee to guarantee some sleep. "Hunting gets rather boring in between locating and eliminating the target but I'll tell you the sordid details after a well-earned nap," Alex confessed gladly but that could go both sides.

"You will join me in bed, right?"

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