Here is my first foray into the world of NCIS: LA! It sort of links together Traitor and Humbug. I really hope my characterization isn't too bad.
This is a multi-chapter fic, but each chapter is, like, a hundred words, so they're going to be posted once a day.
I don't own NCIS: LA; if I did, Densi would have happened five seasons ago and Nell and Eric would kiss every episode.
Nell may have cheated. Or spied, or eavesdropped (although what she had done technically hadn't involved listening to anyone), or she may have accidentally seen Eric's password as he was typing it in.
She hadn't meant to; but that was hardly consolation. Her main problem? What his password had meant.
Because, well, 2015ERIC+NELL.
That could only mean one thing (unless she was terribly wrong and it meant something that was opposite of what she thought it meant). Eric like-liked her.
Eric Beale like-liked her.
She felt like she had with her first crush (Davy Jones; despite his unfortunate name, he had been the most popular boy in the sixth grade, but he hadn't had much of a thing for nerdy genii). Which was absurd, because she wasn't a teenage girl anymore.
Of course, she already knew he liked her (and he knew she reciprocated the feelings) because of those post-it notes they had exchanged ages ago. But they weren't allowed to speak of those; and she had always been a bit hesitant with them.
But she knew he liked her now. He really liked her.
She still couldn't believe it.
And she had no idea what to do.
You'd make this girl very happy if you R&R'ed!