Who's that?
Chapter One
Author's Notes: this is my first fanfiction writing experience so there may be ( and most probably are) mistakes - please be merciful. My grammar and punctuation aren't that great either, but I'm actively working on it.
Disclaimer: Common Law and all its characters are created and owned by CBS Television Studios and Junction Entertainment.
Among detective Marks's talents (numerous, one should point out) was his famous ability to detect an attractive female being as soon as she enters perimeter, and at this particular moment all his sensors were going crazy.
Clack…clack…clack… the sound was getting closer. Clack…clack… now he could smell the perfume of, no doubt, beautiful stranger. Yes, definitely lavender with a bit of ylang-ylang, perhaps? He was taking his time not willing to turn around just yet, imagining how the girl could look like, maybe after some time (and training) he will be able to determine approximate position of female individual on The Hotness scale ( and yes Travis had an actual scale) without even seeing her. This thought got him grinning.
"Excuse me, where can I find Wesley Mitchell?" oh, she's definitely on the top, right next to Angelina and that hot newbie from Drug Division. Wait, what!
"Detective Wesley Mitchell. Do you know where I can find him?"
"Aahh…" Travis's informative groan was interrupted by the arrival of his blond colleague.
"Amy? What are you doing here?" Amy. Nice name. Travis's thoughts were interrupted once again by sudden realization of the fact that his new acquaintance was now wrapping her arms around his partner's neck and Wes was actually letting her do that!
"How have you been? Still working in the same old Law firm?" Wes asked cheerfully. Cheerfully! World was definitely going crazy, for all Travis knew, there might as well be frog rain tonight and others signs of upcoming apocalypse.
"Same all, same all. I see you have got yourself a nice temporary job" she said.
"Temporary? I have been here for quite some time now, don't you think?" Wes smiled.
"Oh, I know you'll come back. Eventually."
"Ahm, Amy, let me introduce you... '' oh, so you finally remembered about my existence ".. this is my partner- Travis. Travis Marks. Travis, this is Amy. My…my friend." After a light handshake and a moment of awkward silence Travis finally asked,"so, how long have you two known each other?"
"Oh, it has been what? 15 years?"
"That sound about right" Wes confirmed. 15 years? You have known her for that long and never thought of bringing that up? I mean, she's definitely important. You let her hug you, for God's sake! The same man who shrugs uncomfortably when I even accidently touch him. That's something to discuss with Dr. Ryan. Travis was not sure what was annoying him more – the fact that Wes was keeping stuff from him or that that wicked woman was able to make his partner happy in less than 30 seconds. The best Travis got for his endless efforts was Wes's mildly-amused-but-not-gone-admit-it look.
"Khm, Amy, perhaps we could discuss whatever brought you here over a cup of coffee? I know a wonderful place nearby" Wes's voice brought Travis out of his thoughts. He must have looked suspicious, because Wes was looking at him with strange expression on his face.
"Yes, of course. Shall we go now?" Wes nodded.
"Trev, would you… "
"Yeah, sure. Go." Travis didn't let him finish. Looking at two figures slowly walking away Travis thought that when his partner came back he'll have explaining to do. A lot of explaining.
