So I wanted to write a Sinead/Jonah fic and this is what I came up with. Pretty please review!
"AHHHHHH!"
The sound of Sinead's scream rang through Cahill and Jonah came running, expecting a vesper to have Sinead at knife point. But what he saw when he got there was downright comical.
Sinead was standing on top of a chair while a small white mouse stared back at her from the floor. Jonah breathed a relieved sigh and Sinead's head snapped up at the sound.
"Don't just stand there, do something!" She said, eyeing the mouse as if she expected it to explode. Jonah laughed at Sinead glared at him.
"What is so funny?" She asked and Jonah walked over to the mouse and picked it up.
"It's one of Saladin's toys." He said laughing slightly as she face palmed. She was blushing like it was essential to her survival and he found it really cute.
"Well I didn't know that." They fell into a silence before Sinead thought of something.
"If you tell anyone about this I will punch you into next month." She said getting down from the chair and pointing a finger at him. He nodded barely stifling his giggles. She narrowed her eyes.
"What?" She asked. He waited a minute before answering.
"You survived the clue hunt, almost got shot, lived through an explosion, and yet you're afraid of mice?" His smile was more flirty than condescending, and Sinead decided to play along.
"Fine, so I'm afraid of mice. At least I don't keep a diary, especially after what happened to Ian. Diary's are so prone to being stolen…and read." She smirked as he paled and blushed at the same time.
"How did you know I keep a journal?" He asked and her smirk widened.
"I was just guessing, but now I know." He stared at her with wide eyes and she took advantage of his surprise to run to his room and look for his journal. This was gonna be fun.