Fillmore!
Today's Episode: De Oppresso Liber
Epilogue: Pro Vita – For Life
Ingrid smiled as she settled down against the grass, cushioning her head on her partner's shoulder. Looking up, she traced imaginary patterns in the branches they swayed overhead. She and Fillmore were lying in the clearing they had found together in the centennial forest. Fillmore was a warm weight by her side, and she snuggled further into him as a breeze blew across the clearing.
Glancing down at the head of raven hair settled against his chest, Fillmore smiled. He would have never pegged Third for the type to cuddle up next to her man, but he wasn't complaining. He wrapped one arm more tightly around her waist and drew her to him.
"I heard Johnson got kicked out. Rumour has it that her parents are sending her to a reform school. Even with no criminal record, Folsom refused to give her a reference for any other school after she heard what went down with you." The girl by his side made no answer. "Bridget got made Second in Command of the M.S.C.C. It didn't get disbanded, but Folsom's going to be checking up on it much more frequently."
Rolling over, Ingrid perched her chin on Fillmore's chest, causing him to have to tilt his head to look at her.
"Cornelius, no offence, but I suggested coming out here so we didn't have to deal with work. Don't start talking about it now."
Fillmore chuckled, inviting a smile in response from Ingrid who the flopped back down beside him. "Alright then, what do you want to talk about?"
He felt Ingrid shrug beside him. "Who says we have to talk? We could just lie here staring at the clouds, or," she paused as a wicked idea crossed her mind, "you could tell me the rest of that story you mom was telling me the other night."
Fillmore's eyes went wide. "Ingrid! No!. I'm not telling you any embarrassing stories about my childhood." Ingrid laughed, "I'm just glad I got there in time before she said too much last night." He frowned, "I can't think why she would have told you that story anyway."
Ingrid smiled up at him, "Maybe because I asked?" Seeing her partner's face, she chuckled. "Relax Fillmore, I---"
Unfortunately, the rest of her statement was cut off by the squawk of the radio. "Fillmore, Third, get down here, someone stolen an entire shipment of safety glue."
Fillmore clicked the talk button on his radio. "We're on it."
Ingrid stood and dusted herself off, reaching down a hand to help Fillmore up.
She smirked up at him, eyes sparkling in the sunshine. "Together?"
Fillmore smiled. "Always."
A/N: I hope this update is rapid enough to make up for serious lag in earlier chapters. This story is now complete. If anyone would like to see a sequal let me know and I'll start hashing out a plot. I might write one anyway but it would be nice to know if anyone would actually read it. Thank you for all those who followed the story right the way through during its composition stages. As always reviews and/or criticisms make me happy.