Standard disclaimer: No recognizable characters are mine. They just run through my head and have zany adventures, which, due to a muse who uses an icepick to the inside of my skull, I am forced to type out and share with all you lovely people.

The following is a sequel-ish follow-up to "Because It Is Bitter, And Because It Is My Heart." It chronicles two separate dates that Murdock, Face and (yes) Kerry go on. No slash, no explicitly sexy/smutty activities; sorry! If you're super interested in that, email or PM me and I'm happy to share some hardcore scenes containing the three of them. ;)


Date #1:

"Hey Faceman—what'cha doing today?"

Face shrugged. "Not much planned. Gotta run through some figures and call some people back. Administrative stuff."

"So not too busy, huh?"

He looked Murdock straight in the eye. "What're you driving at?"

Now Murdock shrugged. "Just wondered if you'd like to go out."

"Out? Where?"

He shrugged again. "I've got a place in mind."

Face occasionally regretted letting Murdock choose venues, especially when the pilot was being elusive about their destination. There couldn't be a miniature golf course or "Mystery Hill" or god-awful petting zoo in this part of the country they hadn't visited yet. This time—

"An airfield, Murdock?"

"I rented a chopper," his friend said self-importantly. Then his voice dropped a little, into the hopefully cautious range, like somewhere beneath the crazy he knew Face only put up with his ideas because of friendship and he could really strain those boundaries. "Thought we could go for a ride . . .?"

It was unexpected, but not unwelcome. Murdock was watching him as if he expected him to be upset, however, so he reassured,

"That's cool. It's been a while since we've flown."

A dazzling grin broke over Murdock's face.