Title: OUT OF CONTROL
Author: Julian's Angel
Rating: PG-13
Summary: What will happen if Sam, Coop and John work on a case together?
Category: Action/Romance
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Cynthia Saunders, Sanders/Moser Production and NBC of the show Profiler. I just borrowed them for my story and don't get any money.
A/N: I started this story just for fun. Big thanks to my friend Sandy, who gives me nothing but support and helped me in times my muse couldn't… :P
I also want to say sorry for my bad English. It's not my native languages, unfortunately. sigh But I really try to improve my writing with my stories here... :)
Chapter 1
Coop walked to Bailey's office and knocked slightly before he opened the door. Bailey looked up as he saw him standing at the doorframe.
"Did everything go fine in Boston?" Bailey asked him, looking through a pile of folders on his desk.
"Yeah… uhm, have you seen Sam?" Coop asked, curiously.
"Sam? No… oh, wait… she's out for lunch… with John…" Bailey answered straight and wrote something down in his notebook.
"With Grant?" Coop said with a hint of anger in his voice, chewing on the gum in his mouth.
Bailey looked up at him and said, "Yeah… can you give me the report of your case please? I'm assuming that you've finished it."
"The report… uhm…" Coop muttered.
"Yeah, the report… I want it on my desk… in one hour…" he finally found the right folder and opened it. As he noticed that Coop was still in his office he asked again, "And if there's nothing else… I'd suggest you begin with your report now! The sooner I have it, the better it is!"
Coop glared at Bailey and turned around to left his office, shutting the door behind him rather harshly.
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"I don't know what you're talking about, Sam" John said grinning, while both of them heading to the Command Center.
"Oh really?" Sam laughed and ran her fingers through her hair, "I look like I met a hurricane."
"Well, that's a bit of an overstatement, Sam…" John said, innocently as he gave her a wide smile.
"Sure… I look horrible…" she searched through her purse to find her comb.
"That's not true… you look beautiful… as always…" he said and put his hand on her arm.
As she felt his touch she looked up into his eyes and smiled, "John… I… uhm… thanks…" she answered a little embarrassed of John's words.
"So… you haven't told me yet what you think about my new car?" John said, trying to change the subject.
"Apart from the fact that it ruined my hairstyle… yeah, I love it…" Sam smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Then… can I assume that you'll come with me… more often? For lunch or something?" John asked, looking at her.
"I'd like that…" she answered with a smile.
A smile covered John's face, "Me too!"
"Sam…" a voice startled her from behind. She turned around and saw Coop heading towards her, chewing on his gum – like always.
"Coop? I… I thought you are in Boston…" Sam stammered out a reply.
"I were…" he answered and caught John's glare, "…and you? Where have you been?" his eyes travelled over to Sam again.
"Out for lunch…" she answered, calmly.
"With Grant?" Coop asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Yes… do you have a problem with that?" Sam said with a hint of annoyance.
"No… but…" he looked at her hair, "…what happened with your hair?"
"Oh, we made a ride with my new Porsche …" John grinned and looked at Sam, who laughed softly.
"Uh huh… Sam, can I talk to you for a second?" Coop asked.
"Yeah, but first I'll have to go to the bathroom…" she took out the comb and looked at John who was grinning at her. She smiled back at him and disappeared in the next bathroom.
John averted Coops gaze and walked towards his office where he began with his paperwork.
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"So, what is it? I have a lot of work to do." Sam said and sat down on her desk, taking out a folder from her upper drawer.
Coop walked to her desk and leant against it, "You spend a lot of time with Grant, do you?"
She looked up at him with a sigh, "Of course I do. We are co-workers if you haven't noticed yet. That's part of our job."
"Oh well, that's new because I didn't know that it's part of the job to go for lunch with your co-worker!" Coop hissed, throwing his hands through the air.
"Oh please, we are friends okay… it's totally normal when we spend our lunchtime together…" she took her pencil and wrote something down in her notepad.
"If you say so…" Coop muttered and held his arms over his chest.
"What are you getting at?" she asked and stood up, "I can do whatever I want… we're not together, okay?"
"No, but we're dating…" Coop reminded her.
"Sure… but there's a great difference…I'm not yours and I'm more then capable of making my own decisions…" she glared at him.
"I know…" he replied, "…it's just… John and me aren't the best friends…".
"Oh come on, you hate him… this is the word which describes it best, does it?" Sam said, angrily.
"John is one of the best friends I have… and if you have a problem with that then…"
Coop walked to her and put his arms around her waist, "No… I don't…" he gave her a tight hug.
John sat at his desk and watched Sam and Coop through the window of Sam's office. Lost in thoughts he didn't notice Bailey coming in.
"John?" Bailey asked and pushed John out of his thoughts.
John dropped his pen and looked up at his boss. He cleared his throat and answered hesitantly, "Yeah?"
"Is there something wrong?" Bailey asked again as he noticed John's strange behaviour.
"No, everything's perfect…" John answered after he glanced a last time towards Sam's office and returned to his report of the last case.
Bailey turned around and saw at what John was looking at, "Uhm John… the whole team will go to 'Barneys' after work… to celebrate our last case. Are you with us?"
John grabbed his pen and looked at Bailey, "Sure!"
"Great…" he walked back to the door and put his hand on the doorknob as he turned around again, "…and John… bring me the report as soon as you're ready!" He opened the door and left John's office.
tbc.
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