A/N: So, I just found out today that I have to go to Florida to help my Grandma and Aunt with my little cousins. I am leaving this Thursday and I am coming back August first. I have absolutely no idea if they have a computer down there. When I found out this information I almost fell on the floor, literally. I will try my hardest to get updates done when I am down there, but I can't promise anything. Worst-case scenario is that I don't get to update for three-ish weeks –cries-. But, when I come back I will have oodles of chapter updates because I will work on it nonstop. I sincerely hope that they have a computer. –worried-
ANYWAY, thank you all for the lovely reviews, they always make me happy. :) Here ya go! This might be the last chapter for a while. :(
Bobby stood up and began to pace around his living room. Alex had seen him do this many a time before. She knew that when he was done he would strike brilliance, so she waited until he was done to tell her his plan.
After a few minutes he stopped pacing and sat down again. "Okay, I have everything worked out." He said.
"Wow, everything only a few minutes, nice job." Alex said with a smirk.
He gave her a look and started. "Okay, now, first things first, getting off of work. We both have ample time to take; the only thing we have to worry about is how we go about getting off. I can obviously just tell Deakins that I have a reunion to go to. However, I don't think it would be very wise to tell him that you are coming as well. He might hit the roof. So, after I tell him you can ask if you can have time off as well. Give no reason; just say that without me you wouldn't be much help. It's very plausible, and besides it's not long, only four days."
"Okay, I like this plan so far." Alex commented. "But, what is this about 'making things interesting'?"
Bobby let out a light chuckle, laughing at his ideas. "Well, this becomes very interesting. I don't really want everyone to know that I am a cop, so I decided that I would like to be something else. You however can still be a detective. I don't know exactly what I would like to be. I was thinking perhaps maybe you could help me with that?"
"Hmm…" Alex said thinking. "To start, I don't think that I want to be a cop either. I would be called out for it and that is never fun." She thought for a moment. "I could be one of those secretaries that doesn't do anything for some big corporate guy." She said letting out a short laugh.
"Oh, I could definitely see you doing paperwork all day, your favorite." Bobby said smiling.
Alex lightly hit him on the shoulder. She then started speaking again. "And you…" She looked him up and down. "You could be… a columnist in a newspaper or something. Just say that you work under a penname and not tell anyone because it is 'confidential.'"
Bobby contemplated this for a minute. "I like the way you think. Very good idea. Pressing on. In other matters… we should either be engaged, or newlyweds. This is where the undercover work comes in. You know how engaged people or newlyweds are always all over each other right?" Alex nodded her head slowly, not sure if she liked where he was going. "Well, I was thinking… we could do that. Only, we would obviously have to restrain ourselves. You, from hitting me, and me, from withdrawing myself. This is the perfect way to work on undercover, and for self-restraint."
Alex gave him a questioning look, but then she started to really think about it. "Well, I guess it would be kind of fun. But, I think we should be newlyweds, they can act like that in public and nobody questions it."
"All right, no problems there." Bobby said.
"I just can't wait to be all over my handsome, big, strong man." Alex said clasping her hands together. Before Bobby could say anything she started talking again. "Oh, and one more thing. I know this is going to be so hard for you. But, you can't call me Eames for this. That would be quite suspicious. And I, obviously can't call you Goren, that would make no sense, since I would be a Goren too. More self-restraint. I don't know if I can do it." Alex said jokingly holding the back of her hand to her forehead.
"I'm sure you can." Bobby said patting her shoulder. He then fell silent for a moment.
"Oh no!" Bobby said.
"What, what's wrong?" Alex said worriedly.
"Lewis… Lewis is going to be there. He knows that we're going to be lying. We won't be able to do it." Bobby said looking like a lost puppy.
Alex thought about it for a minute. "Well, we could just tell him what we're doing. We can trust him to keep a secret right? Right." She said answering her own question. "Anyway," She continued. "I'm sure that he's going to have just about as much fun with this as we are."
"Oh, I don't doubt that. It's just when he gets drunk, he lets to… let things… spill, if you will." Bobby said.
"Well, then, we just won't allow him to get that drunk. Or, we could always make him 'go missing' if he does get too drunk. I doubt that anyone would notice if he was gone." Alex suggested.
"As long as no one files a missing persons report…" Bobby said trying to be funny.
Alex slapped him on the arm.
"Since this is next Friday through Monday I suppose we should tell Deakins on Monday, just to alert him. And I'll call Lewis sometime this weekend. We're supposed to get together anyway." Bobby said.
"Sounds like a plan." Alex said. She then caught a glimpse at the clock across the room. "Oh, well, it's getting late, I should probably head home."
"You can always stay here if you want. I mean, it's not that late, but who knows how tired you'll be once you get on the road." Bobby suggested.
"I guess, if that's okay with you, that is." Alex said slowly.
"Of course it's okay with me. You are always welcome. You can take my bed, let me just get some blankets for me out here." Bobby said.
"Oh no you don't. I'm not kicking you out of your own bed. Besides, it's not like you could fit on this couch to sleep anyway." Alex said firmly.
"Fine. I give up." Bobby said throwing his hands up in the air in mock surrender. He went to go get some blankets and a pillow for her. He then went into his bedroom. She always left a change of clothes there incase they worked late on a case one night. He did the same at her house. He then came back out and gave her the things he had gathered. "Sleep tight. And, I make breakfast tomorrow."
"No, I protest yet again, you made dinner, I make breakfast, it's only fair." Alex said leaving no room for argument.
Bobby sighed. "Fine, we'll compromise, who ever wakes up first will make it."
"You actually have to sleep to wake up, so you better fall asleep, mister." Alex said.
"I will, I will." Bobby said walking towards his bedroom. "Night."
"Night."
