A/N: italics are used for Sue's thoughts. I hope it's clear in the text. ASL is still in bold.
Chapter 7
"I think I'll never get tired of this movie!" Lucy exclaimed with a satisfied sigh, turning off the television.
Sue just nodded absently, glancing at her watch for the tenth time this evening. Shyamalan's movie was beautiful and usually Sue let herself be transported in the world of signs that would give back his faith to Mel Gibson, but tonight Sue was just waiting for another kind of sign that by now should have shown. As if on cue, a kind of acoustic signal echoed in the silent apartment, startling Lucy who, affected by her friend's gloomy mood, was lost in her own thoughts.
"Sue" Lucy said, touching her friend's arm and nodding towards the kitchen's table.
Sue rushed in the kitchen to take her laptop just to return a moment later in the living room and sit down again on the couch, the laptop on her crossed legs. Lucy drew near her to have a good view of the screen. A couple of minutes later Lucy left the couch, grabbing the cordless that was half hidden between the cushions of the couch.
"I'll call D to inform him of the news, and then I go to bed." Lucy announced after having drawn Sue's attention. 'Good night ' she signed.
'Good night ' Sue signed and then she focused again her attention on her laptop and started typing.
SAT32: You're late. I was worried.
Juc: I know. Sorry. I lingered in the shower a little longer than usual.
Shower. Jack in the shower. Jack's naked body caressed by the hot water in the shower...Stop! Get a grip, Sue! And try to lower a little your body temperature. Your face must be as red as a tomato in this moment!
Juc: Are you still there?
SAT32: Yes, I'm sorry. I was thinking.
Juc: About what?
About you, naked, in the shower... Nope, maybe it's better not to write this...
SAT32: About you.
Perfect! It isn't exactly a lie... it's more like a little omission...
SAT32: I miss you.
Juc: I miss you, too. A lot. I didn't think that it would be so difficult to stay away from you.
SAT32: I know. Sometimes I lift the eyes towards your desk expecting to see you there, busy at reading a file or at try to hold Bobby and Myles at bay. But the chair is empty... I can't wait for this mission to be finished!
Juc: You tell me! These two weeks have been like two months for me! I can't believe that I have to stay here for another month at least! I remember that the undercover missions with you did never last long enough...
The Vanderylen case and that wonderful forced cohabitation... The organ trade case, decidedly too brief... The mission at Callahan and Merced, the dark office of the Dragon Lady... Janice... the kiss... the kiss... the kiss... Sue! What got into you, tonight? GET A GRIP, GIRL!
SAM32: I want to see your face.
Juc: Me too. Unfortunately, we can't use the webcam, it isn't safe. I already owe Tara big time for having created this safe channel with your pc. Till we can close this case I'll have to rely just on my memories... The memory of our first and, for the moment (!), only date... The memory of you that evening in that wonderful blue dress that seemed made just for you and that I keenly hope you'll wear again for our next date...
Side note: thank Lucy again for having insisted that I proved it and bought it!
... The memory of the amazing sensations aroused by the simple act of holding your hand in mine during the dinner... By the way, next time remember me to book in a restaurant where the waiters stay near our table just to take our orders and serve our dishes! That kid... what was his name?
SAT32: Andrew
Levi didn't appreciate the kid, either. Poor Levi! He was so sad! No treats for him because of that waiter.
Juc: Right! Andrew! That kid, always near our table, still, got on my nerves! He kept staring at you! Not that I could blame him... You were really gorgeous!
And here we go again! Again the face in flame! He's at the other side of the town, we're just talking by pc, and still he's able to make me blush like a teenager! Aaargh!
SAT32: Thanks. You were quite handsome, too. However, I agree with you. For our next date, a restaurant with a little more privacy could be a better choice.
Juc: Perfect! Now, where I was... Ah, yes! The memory of the softness and lightness of your hair in my hands... The memory of your warm and soft lips against mine during our brief first contact... The memory of your face flushed with embarrassment after having told me, and I'm quoting "After more than three years I hoped for something more".
Oh, yes! I remember very clearly that moment! I still don't know where I found the courage to pronounce that phrase! And I remember with equal clarity the predatory glint in your eyes just before your mouth lowered again to find mine.
... The memory of the exhilarating sensations aroused by our second kiss, decidedly more intimate and satisfying than the first one, by your hands on my face and through my hair, by your body pressed against mine.. The memory of the disappointment evident on your face, as well as on mine I'm sure, when we had to separate from each other for some much needed air... Finally, the memory of your wonderful smile...the moment before you closed your door on my face!
Oops!
SAT32: Sorry. Not very subtle attempt at self-control. I thought that, if I hadn't closed our amorous interlude in that moment and in such a drastic way, I wouldn't have the strength to stop later.
Juc: And this would have been a bad thing because...?
SAT32: Jack!
Juc: Ok. Ok. Sorry. You're right. Maybe it's safer if we change the topic of our little chat, if we cool down the atmosphere a little. Tell me about you. How was your day?
Switched off the computer almost two hours later, Sue went to bed and closed her eyes with a satisfied sigh, the image of her favourite special agent clear in her mind.
