AN-Not much to say about this really other than it popped in my head and I wrote it. I seem to have a smut thing and hurt Brody thing going on for some reason and the two fitted together well here. As always please read and review.
Why when he made plans in his head to do something did it always go wrong? He had made plans tonight to cook for Brody and they were supposed to be going to the movies but as was becoming a regular thing now, a case cropped up. After his divorce came through they had started spending a lot more time together, and he found the more time he spend with her the more he missed her when she wasn't around. On saying that they spent all day at work together and at least three or four evenings a week together now. It was funny how no matter how close they were getting they never actually crossed any lines.
Walking arm in arm or with her resting against him as they watched a movie with her head on his shoulder was not actually crossing any boundaries. Kissing her head when he saw she had fell asleep against him was still not crossing any lines as she never knew and she never returned it. What he would give to be able to kiss her or hold her against him with his hand running through her short hair. He wasn't going to even let his mind wander to the other parts of her body he wouldn't mind getting better acquainted with yet his brain went there anyway.
Her cleavage was a constant distraction for him, especially when she sat close enough for him to see that the top she was wearing showed him the V that was the top of the valley between her breasts. She had a large cleavage and he was sure he could keep himself entertained for quite some time getting to know the shape and feel and weight of each breast. This train of thought was not a good idea at the best of times but now, sitting where he was sitting, it was even worse.
Shuffling in the chair he was currently sat in to try to ease the growing erection he was getting was not working but standing up was not an option either. He had to distract himself and fast but how? He moved the chair so he was sat with his knees tucked under the edge of the bed and his head wasn't far of being level with the bed due to the height it was at. Seeing her hand was resting on the top of the sheets he picked her right hand up and slid it between his. He had never held her hand, not like this. As he looked at her hand resting on top of his he ran his finger over her knuckles and smiled. He loved the feel of how soft her skin was and as ran his finger up each of her long slender fingers he felt and saw as they curled under and wrapped round his hands.
Looking up he watched to see if she was waking up but no, she slept on with her fingers now wrapped around his hand holding it. As he saw she was still sleeping he kept stroking her knuckles and at one point he bent forward and placed a kiss to the back of her hand letting his lips linger a little longer than need be. He knew the anaesthetic she was under would wear off soon enough as it was a low dose, enough to put the stitches in her leg and check her over.
He still wasn't sure if when she woke up if he wanted to thank his lucky stars for her yet again coming out the other side of a scuff with nothing more than a few stitches, or kick her ass for ending up with the stitches in the first place. As he sat and thought back to the incident that had landed them here he wasn't surprised by her actions. He knew if the tables had been turned he would have done the same and so would LaSalle given the chance.
Yet another trip to round up a suspect had ended in a shootout. His team had came out with a few stitches, a couple of bumps and a bruised hand. His hand wasn't bruised yet but he expected it to be tomorrow, with the force he punched the wall he was surprised he hadn't broken anything. Looking at the clock one the wall he saw it getting late, as in nearly tomorrow late. He should go home but she was there so he was there. Home was his room in the office and that was no where near her so he stayed. Yawning he rested his head facing her on top of their joined hands as he closed his eyes. At least when she woke he would be there.
It was dark when Meredith Brody opened her eyes and took in the site of yet another hospital room. Oh joy, at least she had all her senses about her this time so it was a start. As she went to lift her hands up to rub her face and wake herself up a little more she felt her right hand pinned down by something. Looking down to where her hand was all she saw was as tousled mop of hair and a very fast asleep Dwayne Pride. He was facing her and her hand was what felt like between his under his head. It could stay there for now, he looked so peaceful when he slept and if she did say so herself, a little hot.
She knew things had been moving forward between them but they hadn't been intimate in any way. This was the first time she had held his hand or, more to the point, he was holding hers. After rubbing her eyes to remove the reminder of sleep she looked at the clock on the wall, 03:35am. What on earth was he doing here at this time in the morning? He should have gone home hours ago and be tucked up in bed, not sat getting a pain in his neck lying like this with her. As she brought her hand down from her face she didn't return it to her side where it had been but she rested it on his head as her fingers stroked through his hair gently. As her fingers grazed his scalp he stirred and opened his eyes.
He blinked a few times to clear away the fuzz of sleep and saw she was awake and watching him. It was then two things became obvious, the first being he still had her hand in his but then that thought left him as he felt her fingers in his hair. Even when she saw he was awake she didn't pull back or stop moving her fingers still running through his hair and along his scalp. He closed his eyes and wrapped his fingers a little tighter around her hand as he let the feeling of her fingers in his hair be etched into his memory.
She did think of pulling away when saw he was awake but felt so nice to have that moment with him. It was a step in the right direction for them both and when she saw him close his eyes and when his hands held hers just that little bit tighter she smiled. She kept stroking his hair till she saw his eyes open and he smiled up at her. As he went to sit up she heard the crick in his neck and saw his face contort with the sharp pain that went with the sound. He hadn't moved his head far but her hand fell away and landed on the bed. He sat rotating his head to shift the stiff neck he now had from falling asleep the way he had.
"You should have gone home to bed instead of stopping here." Finally breaking the silence between them.
"You should have stayed out the way and let me take the bullet that was meant for me." Stilling his head so he could focus on her.
"King its...04:05 am. Do we really have to do this now? How about you safe the lecture till at least during work hours." Giving him that look that told him she was not going there this time.
"Fine but we will talk about it, well I will talk and you will listens then we will be done. I never ever want to have to sit here again as you took a bullet for me. How bad is it anyway?" Nodding at where their hands were on the bed which turned out to be a big mistake.
When both their eyes looked down to where there hands were joined next to her leg it was then they both saw the grazing on his knuckles and the bruises that had now started to form.
"Is that my fault?" Seeing his face change at how well she knew him.
He looked at his hand then back up at her face. How had she been able to tell he had lost it after she was shot and hit something or someone? Instead of starting an argument he just shrugged his shoulders and lifted his hand up from on top of hers to look at it more closely.
"Let me look." Sitting forward so she could see better as she took his hand in hers so she could look.
Seeing the small grazes and the bruising she wondered what wall at the office bore testament to this little tantrum. As she ran a finger over each little graze and bruise she watched his face as she slowly worked his hand up to her face and started to places kisses to each of the three grazed knuckles and the bruises that ran between the finger joints and knuckles. She heard the sharp intake of breath as she placed the first kiss so stopped till he gave her a small smile and she continued. When she was done she turned his hand over so it was palm up and finished by placing a kiss to his palm as she gently shut his fingers.
They both just looked at each after she closed his hand. There was no words needed to be said as she moved over in the bed and patted the space she had made. He looked at her and the bed then back at her. Kicking off his shoes he gently climbed on the bed trying to avoid knocking her leg. As he settled down beside her she suffered over so her leg ran along his as her head came to rest on on his chest. He slowly slid his arm round her shoulder half expecting her to stop him. When she didn't he pulled her a little tighter against him and wrapped his other arm across her body till he linked his fingers together, ignoring the pain and protest his injured hand gave off.
"Can we go back to sleep now since I get to home when daytime arrives?" Yawning against his chest as she closed her eyes.
"Sleep seems like a good idea right now." Placing a kiss to the top of her head as he let his eyes close.
They both fell asleep know when morning came it was time to face not only the repercussions of what had happened but also the newest developments in their relationship.
As Brody went to open her eyes she was hit with a blaze of sunshine and a cough coming from somewhere to her right. She could still feel and smell the warm body under her cheek and up against her side so she knew it wasn't him that had coughed. Slowly opening her eyes she was welcomed awake by a nurse with a very stern look on her face. The nurse was looking between her and the sleeping form of her boss tucked up beside her. She shifted a little making him stir but all it achieved was him pulling her closer to him as he didn't wake.
"Your breakfast is there agent Brody" nodding at the table to the side " The doctor will be around at 10:00am or near enough. If he deems you fit enough he should discharge then. Do you want to wake your boss now or wait till after breakfast?" Pushing the table closer to her so she could reach her breakfast but making sure she gave King one last look over before leaving the room.
Watching the nurse leave Brody felt her blood boil. So she knew that King was well known in the city and that as agents they did spend an unhealthy amount of time in hospital but what the hell did it have to do with her who King spent his time with. So he had stayed with her and fell asleep on the bed next to her and was now currently wrapped tight around her. Okay now she understood a little how bad this looked but the way the nurse pointed out about him being her boss was uncalled for. She was brought out of stewing by a hand slipping into hers.
"Let it go, she's a friend of Linda's. The grape vine will be buzzing now." Feeling a kiss being placed to her temple.
"Wonderful, we don't even know what we are yet the whole city will know by lunch time. The joy of being public figures. You want to share this amazing breakfast here or you want to go find something that at least resembles coffee." Picking up the two pieces of toast and passing one over to King.
"I will go get coffee after I eat this then. I take it you don't fancy even trying what's in the cup then?" glancing over at the steam rising from the cup on the tray.
"I want to be discharged, not kept in with poisoning. On saying that if you want to try it you're more than welcome." Reaching over and picking the cup up, passing it over to King who must have been feeling either very brave or very lucky as he took a drink.
"Well it's warm and wet, that's all I can say about it." passing Brody the cup back and putting the last bite of his toast in his mouth.
"Well since you're finished you can go find real coffee for us both." Going to place a kiss on his cheek.
The problem was he turned his head to look at her as she spoke so the place his cheek had just been was now where his lips were. Her lips brushed his and she felt the spark between them as his hand made his way to her hair when he deepened the kiss. The kiss went on for quite some time as tongues ran along lips and seeked entrance to the others mouth. Exploring each other's mouths left them both breathless so they finally broke for much needed oxygen. Neither spoke as they sat foreheads touching as they waited till they caught their breath.
"Well I didn't expect that." Placing a very light kiss on his lips again.
"Neither did I but I am definitely not complaining." Returning the kiss as he let his fingers ruffle her hair a little on the back of her head.
"Maybe you should go get that coffee now since we are in a hospital bed." Looking down at his slightly tented pants.
"Maybe that's a good idea. Not exactly a good place to get carried away." Placing a kiss to her nose before he moved away and went to stand up.
"Don't be long, I hate sitting in these places alone." Brody told him as she finally let go of his hand.
"Waking up after getting wounded too many times alone I take it?" Seeing the look on her face as the memories of them times played through her head.
"Why don't you get washed and ready when I am gone then the doctor can see you're ready to go home. There's a bag of clothes there, I got Laurel to grab you some stuff." Pointing at the NCIS rucksack on the floor.
She had to smile at the sweet gesture of bringing her clothes in. She would thank Laurel when she saw her. Watching him leave the room she rested her head back on the pillows and closed her eyes. She had never thought that taking a bullet to protect him would have given them the final push to take their relationship to the next level. The question now was where did they go from here. He was her boss and she was afraid to commit to anyone. Since James she avoided any attachment to anyone long term, it saved getting hurt. When James left she knew it was for the the best but it still hurt like hell. From planning a wedding and house hunting to being alone and lost she decided long term commitment wasn't worth it. That was till New Orleans took hold of her.
Getting out of bed she stood up and tested her weight on her grazed leg. It wasn't the worst pain she had had but it wasn't the best. Slowly stepping away from the bed she made her way to pick the bag up King had brought in for her. Carrying it into the bathroom she stripped off the hospital gown and looked down at her leg. She could see the dressing covering her leg wasnt that big so so could gather the cut under it was relatively small as well. She did know it had seven stitches so she would have till the doctor came round and she would finally see. Hunting through the bag
She pulled out her towel and wash kit. Running her hand over the dressing she felt it was water proof so she could at least get a shower. Switching the shower on she let the water run as she removed her underwear and stepped under the hot spray.
As she washed her hair and let the water wash the shampoo out she thought she heard something but as she had water running over her she dismissed it. When she finished getting washed she turned the shower off and went to step out when she was greeted by the sight of a very speechless and very turned on Dwayne Pride standing in the doorway. She froze seeing him standing there which was probably not the best move since she was naked with water running down her body and it wasn't that warm. They locked eyes and she watched as he reached across and grabbed her towel as he stepped closer to her with the towel in his hand.
He locked eyes with her as he stepped closer, opening the towel when he stopped just in front of her. His hands were shaking a little as he reached around behind her with the towel and after pulling it so it came under her arms he tucked it in so she was now covered up. He knew if he hadn't covered her over then he would not have been able to do what he was about to do with having her pinned up against the wall. He slowly brought his hands up to cup her face as he leant in and crushed his lips to hers. He kissed her with everything he had in him. He transferred months of passion, desire, lust but most of all love in that kiss. He never wanted it to end as he pulled her to him after letting go of one side of her face.
She melted into his kiss feeling all his emotions being passed to her as he held her against him kissing her. God she needed him, all of him, just like she could feel his need for her digging in her stomach. Why couldn't it be time to go home and they could continue this as she took him to her bed. That was the first place they were going when she got home and it wasn't to sleep. Her feelings for him had being building over the last few weeks and she was now so close to the edge he just had to touch her in the right place and she would explode.
"King..we...need ...to." Slowly pulling away from him but still placing kisses to his lips.
"I ...know." Finally pulling back enough to rest his head on her shoulder as she mirrored his stature and placed her head on his shoulder.
"You do know when I get out of here we are going straight back to my house don't you?" She pointed out to him as she nibbled his ear lobe.
"I gathered that. If you didn't suggest it I was going to. I need you so much right now." Kissing her neck and biting down a little on her shoulder, enough to leave a mark but not enough to hurt her.
"I came to tell you I had coffee but when you didn't answer I got worried and came to check you were okay." Finally explaining why he was in the bathroom .
"Let's find this coffee before it ends up stone cold then." Finally stepping completely away from him.
As she stepped away he missed her body so close to his and all he wanted to do was sweep her back into his arms and never let go. He moved away and left her to get ready as he went and sat back in the chair beside the bed taking his coffee of the table as he went. He sat drinking his coffee and the image of her as she just got out the shower played before his eyes. His wildest fantasies had not done her body justice now had had seen the real thing. Now he had seen the real thing it was like a drug, all he wanted was more. He had a feeling when they did make it back to her house they wouldn't make it to the bedroom no matter how hard they tried. The only thing he did know was that he had taken two days off and he would have to see how many she needed but the two he had he intended to spend showing her how much he wanted her.
Coming out the bathroom she looked across at where he was sat and saw him deep in thought staring down into his coffee cup. She knew he would sense her enter the room and sure enough at that very moment he looked up. The smile that lit his face when he saw her was priceless and seeing him smile like that made her smile. Dropping the bag on the floor at the foot of the bed she looked at him as he stood up and put his now empty cup in the bin. Looking over the clothes Laurel had packed he had to admit his daughter couldn't have picked better clothes. The top she had on was a vest top with thin straps showing the edge of her black bra straps. The round neck on it sat low on her cleavage but not low enough to expose too much skin. His eyes travelled down to her trade mark skinny jeans and how snug they fitted her. They clung to her toned and muscled calves and fit perfectly to her thighs before sitting on her shapely hips and fitting to her ass like a second skin.
He had seen on several occasions that if she bent over them jeans left nothing to the imagination as they fitted so tightly on her ass. She had only been there a few weeks and he knew her favourite underwear and colour preference. Those sights had filled many a dream he had had, both sleeping and awake. He wondered if she had any idea how much she showed when she bent over? At crime scenes he had seen a lot of men passing by just stop in their tracks when they saw she was bent over either examining something or collecting evidence. There was many a time he had just stood back and joined them as he stood letting his imagination drift to what her ass looked liked naked.
"Put your tongue away King, drooling really doesn't suit you." Stepping up to him and running her finger along his jaw.
He hadn't realise he was openly ogling her as she stood there. He shut his mouth and smiled.
"Sorry but it's not fault you look so damn sexy just standing there. My mind has taken on a whole level now it has seen what's under those clothes. I dread to think what it will do when I finally get to make..." But the sound of a knock on the door stopped him finishing the sentence.
"Hold that thought." Seeing the doctor enter the room.
"Well by the look of it agent Brody you seem ready to go home. Let's get you back on the bed and take a look at that leg before we decided if you're ready to go." The doctor said indicating to the bed.
The sooner she got the all clear the sooner she could go. Standing at the side of the bed she undid her jeans and was about to slide them down before jumping on the bed when the doctor looked at her and then to Pride. Looking between King and the doctor she just smiled as she slid her jeans down enough to show the very skimpy black thong she had on and the dressing half way down her thigh. Climbing on the bed she lay on her side so the doctor could remove the dressing and check she was fit to go home. It was lucky she had her back to King as she couldn't hide the smirk when she saw his face as he got an eye full of her ass.
He swore under his breath when she looked at him and pulled her jeans down. He wasn't sure where to look now as her ass in just a tiny scrap of black material left nothing to the imagination. It was all there for him to see and by God his groin knew it to. He felt himself starting to grow hard again at the sight of her ass and the positions he could get into with her ass. He turned around to face away from her but then he had another thought. She had to know what she was doing when she got ready and she knew she would have to expose her ass when the doctor came in. Time for a little payback as he walked round the bed and stopped right in front of her face.
Due to to the height of the bed and the fact he had moved close enough to block himself from the doctors view he watched her face as she looked at him and saw the predicted he was now in. Oh dear lord did she just lick her lips? This was spiralling out of control for both of them and fast. He needed to get out of here and fast.
"I will take your bag to the car so it's one less thing to carry when we leave." Quickly moving to pick the bag up and use it as shield over his groin.
Darting for the door he went straight to the stairs, lifts were not an option now. Opening the door he found the stairwell deserted just as he thought it would be. He came to the first flight of stairs and after stepping down the first couple he sat down on the top one. As he sat he had to arrange himself as it was now very uncomfortable in his boxer shorts. That woman was driving him mad, his resolve to wait till he got back to her house was crumbling fast. If she didn't behave he would end up in a bathroom somewhere and that was not how he wanted their first time.
He had pictured there first time together many times and it was not in a public bathroom up against a wall. He found as he sat there his mind was whirling through the different places he had imagined them having sex and he was working them in with the proximity to where there currently were. Every place seemed as far away as the other. He'd managed to narrow it down to two places other than her house. Getting up he made his way down the stairs and was pleased to feel things settling back down. By the time he had put her bag in the car he had made a contingency plan just in case they never made it her house.
Walking back in her room he found her sitting on her bed with her discharge papers in her hand and a huge grin on her face. Seeing her happy made him happy as a grin spread in his face.
"I take it with that smile you can go home?" Stepping up to the bed to stand right in front of her.
"Yes, All done and ready to go home." Standing up and closing the space between their bodies.
She was so close he could feel her breath against his jaw as she leaned a little bit in to him so her head rested on his shoulder. She let one arm slid up his back as he wrapped both of his arms around her and held her close.
"Let's get you home. I have plans for you and have since you ended up in that bed." Letting one hand run up to her head and the other down to her ass.
"By the sounds of this I am really going to enjoy these plans." Stepping back enough to let his hand fall away from her head but stay with his hand on her ass as she came to stand beside him.
As they walked side by side down the corridor with their arms round each other they had huge grins on their faces as they both knew the fun that was coming.
AN- There is more to come.