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"Just open your mind and let it flow, darling." HG rested both hand on Myka's shoulder blades. "Relax, don't force it."
"You're not helping at all." Myka grumbled. "It's all very easy for you, you're an actual author. I'm a reader. I've never been a writer, I just like to read other peoples' work."
"Especially mine, though?" HG grinned at the secret service agent.
Myka returned the grin. "Especially your work. You're my favourite."
"Thank you." HG's grin was smug. "So you have to write five stories before they'll let you have a beta profile?"
"That's right. This is the last one and I can't think of a single thing to say." Myka's brow scrunched into a frown.
"Well, I could do it for you." HG offered. "I've had this idea rattling around in my head for the last few weeks, actually."
Myka shook her head. "Honey, I think it'll look a little strange if I go from writing ridiculous OOC fluff to an superbly-crafted epic adventure. Besides, it's fan fiction."
HG shrugged. "If you say so, darling." She stood and smoothed down her vest. "But if you change your mind I can always just change the protagonists to Rizzoli and Isles."