Messing with Auggie….
Chapter one..
Auggie Anderson walks into the CIA building slowly feeling each step out even though he has the place blueprinted in his head.
His head, which is currently pounding harshly, he adjusts his sunglasses over his eyes more hoping it will help.
Ever since the accident that took his sight, he has had migraines occasionally.
They usually aren't a nuisance but this one makes the exception.
"Hey Auggie." He hears a familiar voice say, that with the tap of kitten heels and the smell of lilacs he knows who it is automatically.
"Hey Annie." He says putting on a fake smile, he doesn't want to bother his friend he knows her plate is already full.
"What's up with the sunglasses?" Annie asks she knows he wears them outside but she has never seen the tech wear them inside the CIA office.
"Just figured I would do Ray Charles today, to bad I suck on the piano." He says walking into the break room; he knows he has fifteen minuets until his shift starts.
Annie laughs, the sound makes Auggie smile.
He runs his hands across the counter slowly.
"Damn." he mutters his fingers not feeling for his favorite electronic device in the CIA.
"Coffee Machines been moved." Annie says moving it back in front of him.
"That's odd… No one ever moves that…" Auggie says putting fresh grounds in the machine.
He gets his favorite cup and pours the coffee in spilling some on his hand.
"Ouch." he says walking to the sink.
"You ok?" Annie says walking up behind him.
"Yea… The pots cracked…" He says.
Annie wipes off his mug and places it in his hands.
"Thanks Annie." He says sitting down.
"You look pale…" Annie says looking at her friend suspiciously.
"I do?" Auggie says smoothly pulling off confusion "Spray tan must a not worked this morning I was going for carrot."
Annie chuckles, and then Auggie hears the brush of fabric knowing she's checking her watch.
"Got to go, bye Auggie."
"Bye."
Once he hears the kitten heels down the hall, he rubs his temples closing his eyes he opens them and take a long sip of his coffee before throwing the mug in the sink and washing it.
Then he walks measured steps to his desk, his shin bumps into something sharp.
"Ow!" he yells the whole office goes quite.
He stands there for a few minuets and everyone goes back to what they were doing.
He limps over to his seat carefully sitting down.
He feels his pants leg a huge gaping hole in the front of the leg.
He can tell the cuts deep he feels blood running down into his Converse.
"Shit those are new." He mutters grabbing a napkin his desk and pressing it against the wound.
He winces but, reaches over and turns on his computer with one hand.
He hears the familiar kitten heels behind him.
"Auggie hey can you-" Annie says she stops short Auggie guesses she has seen his leg.
"What happened?" she says bending down.
"I don't know bumped into something sharp." Auggie says.
"I don't see anything around here that could cause that." Annie says touching the wound Auggie hisses.
"You're going to need stitches."
"Nah just need to wrap it with some gauze."
"Ok Dr. Auggie." Annie says smiling and grabbing a first aid kit.
"Do I get a lolly pop if I'm a good boy?" Auggie asks with a smile.