Title: ADDICTIONS
Pairing: Sandra / Gerry
Set after: 2x07
Summary: Gerry thought he had an addiction. After a strange talk with Sandra, he gets one more.
Disclaimer: I don't own neither the show nor the character. Made for entertainment only.
Hey everybody! I'm new here, so nice to meet all of you. I do love Sandra / Gerry; think they'd be pretty perfect together … Unfortunately, here in Italy this great show is broadcasted with no regularity at all. Right now, they're broadcasting season 2. After I'd watched episode 7, the one in which Gerry tries to give up smoking, the idea for this fan fiction came up to my mind. I've tried to write it down and here it is. Hope you like it!
A fool
The case was over, and they could finally leave that scaring fishing lake behind them.
Sandra had waited for Jack and Brian to get out of the office, since she wanted to talk with Gerry and she wanted to be alone with him. There was something unsolved between them and so, as soon as she saw the door closing behind the two men, she eyed him carefully. He was picking something up from a drawer.
"So" she started, catching his attention "have you given up smoking?"
He started, then put on his coat while taking a few steps toward her. He shrugged and lowered his eyes.
"Yeah, I've … somehow, I've managed to"
Only after lifting up his eyes, did he notice she had reached him and was now standing pretty (he'd say dangerously) close. Instinctively, he stepped backwards, a little scared by her stunning presence. But Sandra caught the collar of his coat with the tips of a couple of fingers, and froze him. The man glimpsed at her hand. What was she going to do? Sandra didn't answer to his silent question. Instead, she took some steps forward while a seducing smile was forming on her lips.
"I'm so proud of you" she let go.
It was a whisper; while whispering it, she had filled the gap between them. After quickly glancing at the door to be sure their colleagues weren't spying them, she bent her head on him. Gerry gasped, as her lips almost touched his.
"Guess someone should praise you for that, shouldn't they?"
He clenched the fists and the jaw, while Sandra's mouth teased him with circular movements around his lips, carefully avoiding contact, until the tease stopped, suddenly. He shivered and closed the eyes to avoid her unbearable, blue stare, tempted to be the one to start the kiss. The boss. Sandra. The boss. Sandra. The boss, Sandra, a stunning, fascinating, amazing, beautiful and breathtaking woman. Scary, at times, but incredibly fascinating. He was going to kiss her and finally break the tension between the two of them, when he heard a noisy intake of breath from her nose. His eyebrows almost met, while her nose touched his.
"What a pity you STINK of smoke, you LIER" she broke out.
He shut his eyes open and startled. Sandra let the collar go and punched him on the chest. He jumped backwards, red in the face, feeling stupid and embarrassed, while she walked toward the door.
"Now let's go have a beer" she yelled at him.
But Gerry stayed there, in the centre of the room, motionless. He watched his new addiction sliding away; still he could inhale her scent.