This this is a very short little fic that I put together. I hope you like it! I plan to write more little one shots like this one so please review and make suggestions!
"Where the hell did you get that from?" Agent Christopher let out a gasp of anger and disbelief as she waved an arm at the old keyboard piano that had found a place in the "living room" of the bunker.
"Unnecessary risks, Flynn, I specifically remember discussing those with you...I also remember defining them clearly for you," she scolded. Flynn shrugged nonchalantly.
"How do you know this was me?" he asked. Agent Christopher lowered her gaze in a very mother-like glare.
"What's this?" both Flynn and Agent Christopher stopped talking as Lucy walked into the room. Agent Christopher noted the ever present sadness in Lucy's approach and her altogether gloomy posture. Lucy carefully traced a finger over the keys of the rickety piano and glanced up at Agent Christopher.
"This ours?" Lucy asked and while her voice remained neutral, Agent Christopher caught the small sliver of excitement in her eyes. Agent Christopher let out a heavy sigh and gave Flynn a side-long glance. Flynn would happily play the victim if she ordered the removal of the piano.
"I guess now that it's here there's no sense in getting rid of it...the damage has already been done," she grumbled and shot Flynn another less disgruntled glare. Agent Christopher watched Lucy casually study the piano as if only mildly interested. Agent Christopher shook her head once more then headed down the hallway towards her room.
As she was about to turn the corner and disappear from view, she heard the tentative strike of keys and a soft song filtered through the air. She turned to see that Lucy had taken a seat in front of the keyboard and had begun to play a soft but intricate tune. Agent Christopher's gaze shifted to Flynn, who had also begun to walk away from Lucy, but now stood at the opposite side of the room with a smile on his face. Agent Christopher hid her own smirk as she saw the warmth in Flynn's gaze as he watched Lucy play. Lucy's entire demeanor shifted to the happiest Agent Christopher had seen in weeks. She shook her head...Flynn was a fool, but a very clever fool.