Six was staring at the wall in front of him, again. Something was wrong with Dr. Holiday. Very wrong. She was acting all giggly and...not...cute, but...

It didn't matter. She was acting strange. Like she was drunk. Six blanched.

What could Rex have done? Surely he wouldn't actually spike Holiday's coffee or something. No, she would notice. And Rex isn't that stupid.

Maybe he was overreacting? Perhaps Holiday just really wanted to see him for a completely professional reason and someone had just happened to tell her a funny joke over in the other room and that's why she giggled so randomly.

Yes, that definitely sounded logical. Ohhh yes.

And then there was another presence. Six raised an eyebrow instead of turning around. Should he wait? Was she going to say something? She hadn't moved since the door opened.

He decided to turn around. As soon as he saw her, he turned back to his desk. Every thought through his head went along the lines of "what is wrong with her" or "professional relationship professional relationship" because her hair was down and her lab coat was off and she was staring at him with rapidly blinking eyes and blushing cheeks and an adorable smile and he had no need to see her like that.

"Hi Six..." she greeted, a seductive tone to her voice that Six tried not to hear, but he definitely heard.

He felt his ears turn red. What. Did. Rex. Do? She was acting just...completely ridiculous. No other way to describe it. Obviously he needed to find and punish Rex for whatever the hell he'd done to the doctor.

Six stood up eagerly and quickly turned around, avoiding looking at Holiday, but rather the door behind her. She looked surprised as he brushed past her.

"Six?"

He stopped and cleared his throat. "Sorry, Doctor...I just realized I needed to...talk to Rex." He paused and looked over at her, flinching immediately.

She was staring at him with wide-eyes and pouting lips. "Can I come with...?"

His eye twitched. Every logical part of his brain said "no no no no no no no" but for some reason he felt the undeniable urge to say "yes". Fortunately, he didn't have to say anything, because Rex came walking around the corner at the perfect time.

Rex jumped when he noticed Six glaring right at him. "Six! Uh...hey...?"

Six ran over and reached for Rex's jacket in an attempt to pull him by the collar threateningly. Unfortunately, Rex jumped out of the way, and started running down the hall.

"REX!" Six shouted before bolting after him, leaving Holiday in the dust. She crossed her arms and pouted for another second before running after them.

Rex found safety in a conference room across HQ, having used his 'Rex Ride' to gain some serious distance between himself and Six. He was legitimately terrified of what Six was going to do to him.

Fortunately, there were still a lot of people in the conference room; Rex assumed they had just finished up a meeting and were packing up to leave, asking questions, etc...so that meant Six had no reason to check in here, and he was perfectly safe-

Or at least he thought so, until a large hand wrapped itself around his upper arm and dragged him towards a much taller man in a lovely green suit. Ah, look, it's Six.

Rex looked up at the agent sheepishly. "Oh, uh...hey, Six...what's up...?"

Six's glare was double as frightening as usual. "What did you do to Dr. Holiday?" he asked quietly (no need for the entire room of people to hear this) but forcefully enough to scare an answer out of the teen.

Rex gave Six a guilty smile. "Why...is she acting weird?" Six gripped Rex's arm tighter and the EVO whined before shrugging himself out of the older man's grasp. "Fine! Okay! I was testing out one of César's new devices and it malfunctioned-"

Six's eyebrows were at the top of his head. "What the hell kind of device is it?" Oh, he would kill César if the scientist invented something for that purpose. He didn't imagine César could be so...so sick!

Rex clicked his tongue in annoyance at the interruption. "It makes one emotion stick out more than all the others. And, well...the one Holiday's on...the, uh, device kind of broke...so she's stuck like that until I can get César to-"

Six went back to glaring. "She's stuck?"

Rex rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah...I, well I uh...thought something was wrong so I tried to fix it, and then it just kind of...shorted out..." As Rex spoke, he saw Holiday peek in through the door, and he looked back up at Six, grinning evilly. "AND anyways I should go find César now BYE!"

Six couldn't even get a word in before Rex bolted out the door. The agent started to follow when he almost bumped into Dr. Holiday, dressed the same as before and still giving him that...look.

"Agent Six," she started, leaning on the door frame. "You're not trying to avoid me, are you?" Then there was that pout again.

He cleared his throat, backing away from her as she slowly stepped forward. "Dr. Holiday...you should know that you're not in control of your actions right now. Rex-"

He was interrupted by her pointer finger pressed against his lips and her soft giggles. "It's okay - I was just kidding, I know you're not..."

As he continued trying to get away, the back of his knees smacked against a chair and the Agent very un-gracefully fell down onto it. He didn't know what to say.

Just as he was about to speak - not that it would've made any difference - Holiday spun the chair around so that she was pressed against its back. Before Six could breathe a sigh of relief that she didn't try to sit on his lap, her hands rested gently on his shoulders and began to massage him vigorously.

He tensed immediately, mostly because of her hands, but the combination of a few people in the room having noticed this little scene was just adding to his frustrations.

"Y'know Six...you really need to relax..." she murmured softly, way too close to Six's ear for his comfort. Her hands started sliding down to his chest and he tensed even more. "You're so stiff," she commented, reaching up to the knot of his tie. "Relax, enjoy your day, y'know?" Her hands expertly untied it and tugged it off; leaving the stunned and silent Six now without his tie, and as her hands reached for the top button of his shirt, he froze completely.

A second later, he felt his heart start beating again and tried to regain his composure. Another throat clearing and Six quickly tugged her hands off of his chest. "Look, Doctor, you're not acting like yourself right now," he mumbled, cursing himself for almost stuttering. He was an adult - not some horny teenage boy! He could control himself!

Six spun the chair around, hoping to get up and walk away from this dre-...nightmare, but as soon as he was facing the doctor, she leaned forward and put her knees on either side of his lap, completely straddling him. Her arms moved up to his shoulders and around his neck.

She smiled. "But Six, I feel perfectly fine. Better than ever, actually..." While speaking, she leaned her face towards his, intentions clear as day. Six took this cue as a final straw and, without knowing how to go about it any other way, picked her up, readjusted her into a bridal carry in his arms, and hurried out of the conference room where the snickers and comments were getting louder and unbearable. He would not hear the end of this ordeal, that was for sure.

Holiday had squealed at the initial movement, not getting the kiss she'd been aiming for, but the ride was romantic by itself. She wrapped her arms tightly around Six's neck, noticing him tense again and giggling cutely at his discomfort. He was so shy! She leaned up and placed a quick peck on his jawline, just under his cheek.

Six almost lost his balance at that completely unexpected gesture. Well, if there was any room for misinterpretation before, it was gone now. Holiday was, undoubtably, and because of this insane "device" of Salazar's, ridiculously infatuated with the Agent currently holding her. And he had no intentions of outright rejecting her - how might she react? It could end horribly for both of them - but he couldn't very well take this any further or she'd never forgive him when she was back to normal. And as he continued walking through the hallways of Providence, Six repeatedly denied any desire to.

César was throwing papers everywhere when Rex cautiously entered the lab. Ohh, he knew he was in trouble now.

"Um...César...?"

The older Salazar jumped and quickly turned around, grabbing Rex by the shoulders. "Rex! Did you take the moodulator?"

Rex sighed and pulled the busted remote out of his pocket. "I tried to test it for you...but it kind of broke..."

César grabbed the remote out of his brother's hands and looked over it rapidly. "Oh Dios Mio...this is not good. Who did you test it on?"

Staring at his twiddling hands, Rex let out a quiet, "...Dr. Holiday..." before shutting his eyes closed as tight as possible, waiting for his brother's reaction.

At first, there was complete silence. After a few seconds, Rex peeked one eye open, just to make sure César was still there, and as soon as their eyes made contact, he exploded.

The older Salazar was shouting every Spanish insult in the dictionary - some of which Rex didn't even know. Maybe the Doc was right when she said he needed to brush up on his Spanish. Though she probably wasn't referring to these kinds of words...

Rex started paying attention again when his brother changed back to English. "Rex...where is she? You've let loose an unstable Dr. Holiday in Providence and she's stuck in..." He blushed lightly, growling. "You know she's pretty, Rex! She'll be throwing herself around and there's very few men here that wouldn't accept that offer-"

Rex's eyes bulged out of his head. "Wait wait wait!" He held his hands out in front of him. "It's not making her all lovey towards every guy, César! Just one guy!"

César paused. "Oh. Well, that's not as bad, then."

Rex grimaced. "Well...that one guy just so happens to be Six..."

César's face went blank. He blinked at Rex slowly.

"Aaannddd...I may have mentioned that you're the one who made the device that's making her act all weird..."

His brother's eyes bulged out this time and his hands pulled at his hair. "Rex! Did you explain the whole thing to him?"

Rex shrugged. "I just told him that you created the device that's making Holiday act all lovey and huggy and stuff. Why?"

César's eyes were buried in his hands. "I can't even imagine the ideas Agent Six is getting about why I would've made something like that. And then you made it sound like it was just for Dr. Holiday...oh Rex...you're trying to get me killed, aren't you?"

It took Rex a good extra minute to realize what his brother was getting at. Ah, so Six might think that César was trying to get Holiday all "enamoured" for himself...that probably wouldn't score well with the agent. And since he already didn't like César...whoops.

"Should I...go explain to Six...?"

César nodded quickly. "Please. It'll take me at least an hour to fix this, so I can't have him kill me before I change Dr. Holiday back to normal." He turned around and started working as fast as he could.

Rex's shoulders slumped; he felt awful about the situation he'd just put his brother in. Though he was sure he would laugh about this once it was all over...he couldn't wait to tell Noah.

I thought this would be a two-shot but apparently it's going to three XD Whoops! But no more than three!