This stems from the last couple of minutes of Ghost Rider, when Robbie meets Brian for the first time. This scene really does make me giggle :)
Also from June's prompt. I know I'm late but I was finishing up uni then. Determined to get August's written and posted before I move and lose the internet for a few weeks.
Anyway, hope you enjoy :)
Robbie looked up the second the unknown man stepped into the office. His eyes flickering over him, making an instant judgement, definitely either some smarmy defence lawyer or a high up from another station. His nose wrinkled, and unimpressed and uninterested he went to turn his attention back to the whirring photocopier, trying to figure out why it wasn't working this time.
The man caught his attention once more however, when out of the corner of his eye he could see him hovering behind Jackie, something held in one hand; something that he couldn't make out. Now he was intrigued.
Finally he made his move, leaning over the back of Jackie and placing what appeared to be a lipstick tube down on the desk in front of her. Robbie felt his stomach clench, how the fuck did he get that?
He watched as Jackie picked up the tube and smiled, twirling it between her fingers as she turned, leaning back in her chair, her legs crossed as she smiled up at the stranger. "Hello," she said brightly.
Robbie glanced between them almost anxiously now, taking a small step forward as he strained to here their conversation. As a result he very quickly realised just how well acquainted Jackie was with this man. This time he knew that the unpleasant sensation he was experiencing was jealousy.
His feet were moving of their own accord, although in all fairness his mind did also seem to be thinking along the lines of he had to do something. He situated himself in-between the pair of them, "Eh, Robbie Ross, and you are?" he asked pointedly, ignoring the exasperated look that Jackie was throwing in his direction.
The man simply smiled, replying too smoothly for Robbie's liking, "Detective Superintendent Holmes, Complaints and Discipline."
So he was right, he was a smarmy high up. He chuckled, replying mockingly, "Holmes, as in-"
"Brian," Jackie cut in, looking thoroughly annoyed now by his interference.
Robbie frowned a little at that, this was worst than he thought, she was damn well sticking up for him, and she was still fiddling with that lipstick. Another picture flashed through his mind, of that git - because he was definitely a git - watching her apply it after they'd spent the night together. It was altogether more of an intimate picture than he was comfortable with, he hated the idea of another man spending time with her like that.
Suddenly he realised that Sherlock was talking again. "I was thinking dinner…"
"That sounds great," Robbie butted in again. "Give everyone a chance to get to know one another."
Sherlock frowned at him, as though he couldn't quite believe that Robbie was still there, still trying to butt in. Jackie just looked amused again, although he could see the hint of exasperation in her eyes. "Um yeah," he muttered, his eyes flickering back to Jackie, the pair now simply looking at each other intensely.
For a moment Robbie simply stood, looking between them. He let out an annoyed huff that they both ignored, in fact he wasn't even sure they heard it. Finally he stepped back, watching with great irritation when they simply stepped closer together. He rolled his eyes and consoled himself with the fact that it would all be over in a month or so max; this guy simply just wasn't Jackie's type.
