Impatient

Disclaimer-don't own it, if I did, lamb would be alive and kicking.

After Rat Saw God (season 2)

Veronica sat in class, not actually listening to the lecture taking place not ten feet in front of her. She glared down at her notebook, it was blank, if you excluded the tiny nooses doodled along the edges. Groaning in disgust she threw her pen down and slumped down in her chair. She was itching to get up and storm over to that arrogant, pompous bastard's office and make him break out of the cold, evil shell. She glanced across the room and saw Duncan avidly taking notes…she bit her lip and swore under her breath. She turned her attention back to the teacher, his voice was grating on her patience, and Veronica finally flipped her folder open and slid a blank early dismissal note from the pocket. Shifting her eyes between her teacher and the paper, she filled out the information.

Waiting for the history teacher to finish with the slide, Veronica rose and walked swiftly forward, sliding the note in front of his eyes. He just waved her off; locking her jaw she scooped up her books and barely managed to walk out of the dark room. In the hall the blonde slumped against the wall and tried to get herself under control. After a moment she pushed off the wall, a determined gleam in her eyes. She stalked through the halls and towards the office; she signed herself out and raced to her baby. Dumping her books in the back Veronica buckled her seat-belt and nearly made her tires squeal as she reversed and then jammed it into drive.

Veronica weaved her way through traffic and then pulled easily into the visitor parking at Kane Software. She struggled to keep her gait even and unhurried; she passed his spot and grinned with satisfaction to see he was there. She slipped past the secretary who was talking on her cell phone. Not bothering to knock on the head-security's door she let herself in, knowing he was alone. His back was to her and he was concentrating on whatever was in his hand. Veronica sat down on the newly immaculate desk and gave a cocky grin to his back.

"I always wondered about the famously unflappable Clarence Weidman…you know…where he learned it all," Veronica mused in an airy voice.

Her subject snapped something closed and spun to face the young woman he groaned, "Is there no security in this place?!"

Veronica shrugged her shoulders, her hair shimmering in the light, "Thought that was your gig, I mean I did see your name under the plaque declaring the 'Head of Security'."

Clarence stared at the figure on his desk; he caught the curses before they could slip from betwixt his lips, but not the groan of having her so near. She was terrifyingly evil, the way she played along as he had dangled the kid out the window. Her compassion which he had at the time believed to be true was just another facet to the puzzle that was the sleuth who seemed to be the bane of many in Neptune. Her smirk nearly enough to have him running in the other direction with his tail between his legs…almost…the other part had him gravitating towards her. Watching her extremely inviting body language.

Veronica was inches from his hard warm body, and her breath hitched as she leaned into his form…

The End

I'll leave you to imagine what happened, maybe they realized what they were doing, maybe they liked it…Review, and I might add more…