Disclaimer: I don't own it. I wonder, why do we have to put these? Shouldn't it be assumed that nobody who's writing fan fiction owns the thing they're writing about.
A/N: This fic is from Eames' point of view. It's short, but it was just an idea I had that I couldn't get rid of.
Glancing Up
Sometimes I worry. I worry that I don't really understand my partner. I realize I probably know him better than almost anyone else, but still I worry. It's stupid, really.
The man has his share of quirks, yes. Sometimes, sitting at my desk, I start to list them in my head. When interviewing suspects, he bends stiffly at the waist, like a hinge. It makes the move look bobbing and strange. Sometimes is seems to startle the suspects, making them wonder about him.
They also wonder when he plays deliberately stupid. It's a very effective tool. Sometimes it makes them angry enough that they lose their tempers completely and snap something they didn't mean to say at him.
He's good at making suspects nervous. The way he seems to be twitching when he moves, even when he's just tilting his head to one side. He seems a little crazy even to me, sometimes, and I know he isn't.
Other cops don't understand his leaps of faith, simply because they can't see the thought process behind it. It's up to me to fill in the blanks while he goes off on his tangents. He also needs me to connect him to the people around him. I can help him focus on something that needs attention, help him avoid arguments with other people because they don't understand him.
What I really worry about is that one day I won't be able to help him. I won't be able to understand why he does what he does. He'll say something and I won't know how he got there and I'll be just as lost as everyone else in the face of my partner's brilliance. That's what scares me sometimes, when I'm doing paperwork and my mind is wandering.
Then, every time, his eyes lift to mine for a second. He only glances up, but he connects with me, and he smiles, and I realize that I'm always going to understand him, because he'll make sure I do.