DRR Ficlets
I've been working on a series of DRR ficlets, and I was encouraged to share. Big hugs to skypilot_dlm for the prompts and your endless Dripperness! Cross-posted to doggettreyes and drippers.
"Perfect Place"
Prompt: "Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place"
Kersh was so pissed that spittle was actually flying out in random directions as he shouted. Doggett had seen him angry before, but never like this.
“And since when you do decide who to investigate?” Kersch was shouting now. “You take your orders from me, not the other way around, you got that?”
An involuntary smile crept across Doggett’s face. Suddenly he had an image of Kersch’s head doing a complete 360, like Linda Blair’s in The Exorcist. All that was missing was the expulsion of pea soup from his mouth.
“You find this funny, Agent Doggett? Because I can assure you that I’ll be having the last laugh. You’re excused. Now get out of my office!”
Doggett did his best to wipe the dopey smile off of his face but it was no use; he couldn’t do it. He made a hasty exit from the Deputy Director’s office and ambled down the hall like he didn’t have a care in the world. And, holy crap, was he whistling now? This wasn’t like him, wasn’t like him at all. He passed Brad Follmer on his way to the elevator and greeted him with a mock salute.
When he walked the through of the door of the basement office he was welcomed by his partner. She looked absolutely radiant.
Monica was seated at her desk, and her face lit up when she saw him. “Morning, Agent Doggett,” she grinned.
He approached her and returned the smile. And then some. “Good morning to you, Agent Doggett,” he answered. Leaning down, he kissed her tenderly on the lips. “You’re looking gorgeous this morning.”
“How was the meeting with Kersch?” she asked brightly.
Doggett rolled his eyes. “Let’s just say he was in top form.”
Monica laughed as he stood behind her and began massaging her shoulders. “More importantly, how was your meeting?” His face fell. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be there, darlin’.”
“It’s okay, honey.” She patted his hand reassuringly. “You were there at the conception, and you’ll be there when I deliver. A few missed appointments in between is no biggie.”
Doggett kissed the top of her head and sighed. He was a happy man.
After a moment of contented silence he spoke again. “So, Mon, how are my babies doin’?”
She took his left hand and placed it tenderly on her quickly expanding abdomen. “Doctor says the twins and I are doing just fine.”
Doggett ran his hand lovingly over her warm, taut skin and marveled at the lives that grew within her.
Ah, yes. Life was very, very good.
~End~
"Perfect Place"
Prompt: "Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place"
Kersh was so pissed that spittle was actually flying out in random directions as he shouted. Doggett had seen him angry before, but never like this.
“And since when you do decide who to investigate?” Kersch was shouting now. “You take your orders from me, not the other way around, you got that?”
An involuntary smile crept across Doggett’s face. Suddenly he had an image of Kersch’s head doing a complete 360, like Linda Blair’s in The Exorcist. All that was missing was the expulsion of pea soup from his mouth.
“You find this funny, Agent Doggett? Because I can assure you that I’ll be having the last laugh. You’re excused. Now get out of my office!”
Doggett did his best to wipe the dopey smile off of his face but it was no use; he couldn’t do it. He made a hasty exit from the Deputy Director’s office and ambled down the hall like he didn’t have a care in the world. And, holy crap, was he whistling now? This wasn’t like him, wasn’t like him at all. He passed Brad Follmer on his way to the elevator and greeted him with a mock salute.
When he walked the through of the door of the basement office he was welcomed by his partner. She looked absolutely radiant.
Monica was seated at her desk, and her face lit up when she saw him. “Morning, Agent Doggett,” she grinned.
He approached her and returned the smile. And then some. “Good morning to you, Agent Doggett,” he answered. Leaning down, he kissed her tenderly on the lips. “You’re looking gorgeous this morning.”
“How was the meeting with Kersch?” she asked brightly.
Doggett rolled his eyes. “Let’s just say he was in top form.”
Monica laughed as he stood behind her and began massaging her shoulders. “More importantly, how was your meeting?” His face fell. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be there, darlin’.”
“It’s okay, honey.” She patted his hand reassuringly. “You were there at the conception, and you’ll be there when I deliver. A few missed appointments in between is no biggie.”
Doggett kissed the top of her head and sighed. He was a happy man.
After a moment of contented silence he spoke again. “So, Mon, how are my babies doin’?”
She took his left hand and placed it tenderly on her quickly expanding abdomen. “Doctor says the twins and I are doing just fine.”
Doggett ran his hand lovingly over her warm, taut skin and marveled at the lives that grew within her.
Ah, yes. Life was very, very good.
~End~