Title: Rain
Pairing/Characters: Noah/Claire
Rating: PG13
Summary: Prompt #1 of 20. Dref is my Master and I shall write what she wants me to XD
Word Count: 1,122

"I can't believe this happened." I said as I continued to walk down the side of the road. I kicked a rock out of my way and berated myself for wearing heels.

"It's fine. All we have to do is walk until I have a signal on my phone."

"Or mine." I said holding up my cell phone and frowning at the stupid antenna symbol. "You locked the car didn't you?"

"Yes." His voice sounded condescending and I smiled.

"Because we have a lot of questionable things in the trunk-"

"I locked the car Claire, not only that but I brought the keys with me." He said sarcastically as he jiggled his pocket. I almost laughed because he was making the funniest face. He'd been smart... I thought as I fanned my blouse out for cool air. He'd thought to take his suit jacket off and leave it behind. I'd have to either wrap my sweater around my waist or drop it. I could always pick it back up on the way back to the car...

"So what do you think is wrong with the car?" I asked just trying to make conversation. It was stupid that I was talking about the car when there were other topics of conversation that were so much more... interesting, but for right now, the car was a safe topic. I looked at him and he only shrugged. It was so cute to see him squinting behind his glasses because of the sun. I then remembered that I had sun glasses- In my purse, in the car... "Damn it."

"What?" He asked looking over at me.

"Nothing... Just the sun his hot and bright."

"I told you to leave your sweater in the car..."

"But it was cold earlier... And all I have on is a tiny tank top underneath." I threw the last in for meanness. We'd been dancing around a subject for three days now and I was almost to the point of being very blunt about it. Who knew when the next time we'd be alone on assignment again. He of course was the bigger person and ignored my tease. "Any service?" I asked for the hundredth time since leaving the car behind.

"No... Damn it, we would have to break down in the middle of nowhere." I snorted before laughing full out. I'd heard him say cuss words worse than that, but he seemed irritated and just the whole scene was humorous. He chuckled too. "You snorted. You haven't snorted in forever..." He said semi-serious. I continued to laugh until the amusement of the situation had left.

"I'm hot..." I whined, consciously. I don't know why I insisted walking with him... He could have taken my phone with him and then tested both phones for a signal...

"Then take your sweater off." He said simply as if that was the answer to everything. It was actually. I could take it off, but then I'd have to carry it and for some unknown reason that seemed worse then being hot. After three more steps I shucked the damn thing off, adjusting my teeny tank top so it at least looked halfway descent. I smiled though as I caught him looking at me. It was what could only be called a half-tank-top. Spaghetti straps that didn't cover my bra straps and as for covering my stomach... Yeah, it didn't. I stretched out my arms, which made the top raise even more. I smiled wickedly as he continued to glance at me every now and again. "Jesus..." He said under his breath. I almost laughed again, that was until I heard a huge clap of thunder.

We both turned around and stared at the thick dark gray clouds, black in parts of the sky. "How the hell did we miss that?" I asked, as I looked back around, yep clear blue sky as far as you could see.

"Looks like a bad one..."

"Did you roll up the windows on the car?" I asked tying my sweater around my waist.

"No, Claire, I left the windows down after I locked the car." I laughed.

"You know, even though you're so, so old, you're pretty good with sarcasm." He looked at me with a serious set to his lips, as if calling him old, was a sin. Then he smiled. I loved it when he smiled. Two seconds later it was raining and the blue sky before us was gone.

"Claire, come on." He said grabbing my arm and heading to the ditch where there were some small scraggly looking trees. I shrugged him off.

"What? Its just rain." I said lifting my face up to the sky and feeling the trickle of drops between my breasts. My clothing was soaked in seconds as was my hair. His dress shirt was soaked and clung to his skin.

"Claire, this is a storm, storms mean lightning." He said over the sound of the pouring rain. He'd already taken off his glasses and placed them in his pocket. I didn't like him without his glasses, made him look like someone other than the man who'd raised me... but with his hair drenched and his shirt clinging.

"Lightning strikes men more times then it does women." I said in a sing-song-y voice as I raised my arms into the sky and proceeded to dance around. I was very tempted to take my shoes off and run barefoot through the grass on the side of the road. I twirled three times before his hand grasped my wrist and pulled me up against him hard. I looked into his bright blue eyes, which held a bit of mischief, and my heart fluttered. I was intensely aware of our bodies being so closely pressed together.

"I would rather not get struck by lightning... I don't regenerate cells..." He said as he walked me backwards to the trees. The rain eased as we passed underneath the canopy, but didn't stop all together. He still had my wrist in his hand, but we'd gained space between us. He was still walking me backwards, but I soon felt my back against a tree trunk he then pressed himself into me. I gasped as I realized he was hard. I heard and felt three heartbeats before his mouth was on mine. He let my wrists go and pulled me up supporting me as I wrapped my legs around him. This was what we'd been avoiding. This is what he'd not wanted to talk about and all it'd taken was the rain. I broke away from his mouth and smiled at him wiping water from my eyes.

"I love the rain." Talking after that was not needed.