Title: Late Night Shopping
Rating: PG-13, R possibly later
Disclaimers: Oh I want them. I want them so bad. But I can't have them. They belong to another.
"Lust. Hot rampant lust."
Alex read the box aloud despite herself. The Pussycat Boutique was not her normal stomping grounds and the movie she was holding was definitely not her usual choice of entertainment. She kept reading the description and felt her face begin to flush. It was definitely time to do her shopping and get out of there. fast.
Walking further down the aisle she found the merchandise that she was looking for. The anatomically correct pasta looked perfect and she smiled to herself. Picking up three boxes, she turned around and saw a version of "Pin the Tail on the Donkey" that she couldn't pass up. It would be perfect for the party. In fact this whole shopping trip was reminding her of college. A little tequila, some music and it would be just like old times.
Her best friend from college, Kat, was finally getting married. It had taken three years for the lawyer she was living with to propose. Alex didn't know her fiancé, Mike all that well, but if Kate was happy, then that was what mattered. Besides, Saturday night was the bachlorette party, easily the best part about getting married.
Alex had been planning the party for weeks. Another member of the wedding party was letting them use her townhouse. Another had found a great caterer. Alex had already bought the booze and hired the "professional" entertainment. At 11pm, Kat would be arrested by a cop in a g-string. Alex had been shocked to find out just how much strippers cost these days. The dancing cop was probably making more in a year than she did. But then again, she thought, I bet he looks better both in and out of uniform.
She made her way through the aisles and found herself looking at the lingerie. It had been a long time since she felt the need to dress up like that for anyone. In fact, she wished she did have someone to surprise with that black garter belt and bodice. Unbidden an image of her partner sprang to mind. She wondered what he would do if she showed up at his apartment in that little number. Shaking her head to rid her mind of the increasingly vivid images raging through it, she laughed to herself. He'd probably do nothing. He seemed to like them taller and younger, she thought ruefully.
On her way to the cashier, Alex spotted the video again. Ivy Manor, the only video there that didn't have a picture of overly graphic acts of copulation. The deep red and shadowy graphics made it clear that it was at least a sensual film, but the back promised more. A lot more. In fact the rather vivid description promised at least a semblance of a plot, something that probably could not be said of the other video selctions. She was about to put the video back a second time when she read the description of the final scene. She felt her blood rush to her face again and her heart sped up just a bit. Suddenly she couldn't put the box back. Her eyes glazed over with a faraway look as Bobby forced his way into her thoughts again. He was much harder to ignore this time. Eventually she was roused from her daydream when a old man reeking of gin brushed past her on his way to the bargain video bin. She hurried to the cashier only barely registering that she still had the video with her. She paid for everything and walked out into the cool New York night. She was on her way back to her car when her cell phone rang.
"Eames.. No I'm not busy.. Okay I'll pick you up. Bye." She pressed the end button and continued on to her car, muttering to herself along the way. "Well that's a shocker. A murder in New York. My week would not be complete without having a night interrupted by yet another big crime for Sherlock to solve."
Back in her car, she hurried over to Bobby's apartment so they could head over to Daniel. Well at least she didn't need a reservation there tonight. Not like she cold even afford it. Daniel was one of the most expensive and exclusive restaurants in town. It was frequented by celebrities and politician alike and it was one politician, Bloomburg who had gotten the Major Case Squad involved tonight.
Alex was approaching her partner's place when she suddenly realized the plastic bag from the Pussycat Boutique was on the seat next to her. Frantically she grabbed for it as she pulled up in front of his apartment and stuffed it under the passenger's side seat. She had just straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief when Bobby open the door and sat down.
"Hey Alex. Let's go." They sped off and Alex silently gave a prayer of thanks that she had managed to hide her purchases and her embarrassment from her partner. It was tough spending so much time with him. He was just too observant and never seemed to miss anything. "Eames. Are you okay? You seem a little flushed."
Inwardly cursing her own personal psychologist sitting next to her, she gave him a small smile. "I was just rushing to get over here in time. We wouldn't want to disappoint the Mayor would we?" Amazingly he seemed to buy her explanation and they drove in silence until they pulled up in front of the restaurant.
Bobby leapt into action right away and ran off to get a look at the body. Alex found herself surrounded by the other cops there and the mayor's personal assistant. As she tried to answer their questions and organize everything so she could get witness statements. She was so busy, that she didn't see her partner come out of the restaurant. She didn't see him run up to her car. And she definitely didn't see him look under the seat for his leather portfolio.
...TBC
Please Review and let me know what you think. This is my first real attempt at writing.
Rating: PG-13, R possibly later
Disclaimers: Oh I want them. I want them so bad. But I can't have them. They belong to another.
"Lust. Hot rampant lust."
Alex read the box aloud despite herself. The Pussycat Boutique was not her normal stomping grounds and the movie she was holding was definitely not her usual choice of entertainment. She kept reading the description and felt her face begin to flush. It was definitely time to do her shopping and get out of there. fast.
Walking further down the aisle she found the merchandise that she was looking for. The anatomically correct pasta looked perfect and she smiled to herself. Picking up three boxes, she turned around and saw a version of "Pin the Tail on the Donkey" that she couldn't pass up. It would be perfect for the party. In fact this whole shopping trip was reminding her of college. A little tequila, some music and it would be just like old times.
Her best friend from college, Kat, was finally getting married. It had taken three years for the lawyer she was living with to propose. Alex didn't know her fiancé, Mike all that well, but if Kate was happy, then that was what mattered. Besides, Saturday night was the bachlorette party, easily the best part about getting married.
Alex had been planning the party for weeks. Another member of the wedding party was letting them use her townhouse. Another had found a great caterer. Alex had already bought the booze and hired the "professional" entertainment. At 11pm, Kat would be arrested by a cop in a g-string. Alex had been shocked to find out just how much strippers cost these days. The dancing cop was probably making more in a year than she did. But then again, she thought, I bet he looks better both in and out of uniform.
She made her way through the aisles and found herself looking at the lingerie. It had been a long time since she felt the need to dress up like that for anyone. In fact, she wished she did have someone to surprise with that black garter belt and bodice. Unbidden an image of her partner sprang to mind. She wondered what he would do if she showed up at his apartment in that little number. Shaking her head to rid her mind of the increasingly vivid images raging through it, she laughed to herself. He'd probably do nothing. He seemed to like them taller and younger, she thought ruefully.
On her way to the cashier, Alex spotted the video again. Ivy Manor, the only video there that didn't have a picture of overly graphic acts of copulation. The deep red and shadowy graphics made it clear that it was at least a sensual film, but the back promised more. A lot more. In fact the rather vivid description promised at least a semblance of a plot, something that probably could not be said of the other video selctions. She was about to put the video back a second time when she read the description of the final scene. She felt her blood rush to her face again and her heart sped up just a bit. Suddenly she couldn't put the box back. Her eyes glazed over with a faraway look as Bobby forced his way into her thoughts again. He was much harder to ignore this time. Eventually she was roused from her daydream when a old man reeking of gin brushed past her on his way to the bargain video bin. She hurried to the cashier only barely registering that she still had the video with her. She paid for everything and walked out into the cool New York night. She was on her way back to her car when her cell phone rang.
"Eames.. No I'm not busy.. Okay I'll pick you up. Bye." She pressed the end button and continued on to her car, muttering to herself along the way. "Well that's a shocker. A murder in New York. My week would not be complete without having a night interrupted by yet another big crime for Sherlock to solve."
Back in her car, she hurried over to Bobby's apartment so they could head over to Daniel. Well at least she didn't need a reservation there tonight. Not like she cold even afford it. Daniel was one of the most expensive and exclusive restaurants in town. It was frequented by celebrities and politician alike and it was one politician, Bloomburg who had gotten the Major Case Squad involved tonight.
Alex was approaching her partner's place when she suddenly realized the plastic bag from the Pussycat Boutique was on the seat next to her. Frantically she grabbed for it as she pulled up in front of his apartment and stuffed it under the passenger's side seat. She had just straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief when Bobby open the door and sat down.
"Hey Alex. Let's go." They sped off and Alex silently gave a prayer of thanks that she had managed to hide her purchases and her embarrassment from her partner. It was tough spending so much time with him. He was just too observant and never seemed to miss anything. "Eames. Are you okay? You seem a little flushed."
Inwardly cursing her own personal psychologist sitting next to her, she gave him a small smile. "I was just rushing to get over here in time. We wouldn't want to disappoint the Mayor would we?" Amazingly he seemed to buy her explanation and they drove in silence until they pulled up in front of the restaurant.
Bobby leapt into action right away and ran off to get a look at the body. Alex found herself surrounded by the other cops there and the mayor's personal assistant. As she tried to answer their questions and organize everything so she could get witness statements. She was so busy, that she didn't see her partner come out of the restaurant. She didn't see him run up to her car. And she definitely didn't see him look under the seat for his leather portfolio.
...TBC
Please Review and let me know what you think. This is my first real attempt at writing.