AN, all you Mick/ Gina lovers this chapter is to your taste. LisaG16, and Blue Dog Rock and 'guest' thank you so much for kind words and this is your reward, a Drabble chapter really. Not my usual fortis so would love to hear some feedback.

Mick's POV:

I had to hand it to Karen LaSalle, if any of the stories were true Gina was indeed cursed with good looks and bad luck when it came to relationships. Judging by the blush and death glare Gina had going. Karen wasn't going to be in one piece for long once she escaped the crutches.

"Seriously Genie, lighten up. Get laid or something..."

The room was dead silent. There was no way, Karen would be walking away on two legs even if Gina was on crutches. My co-worker was beyond annoyed. She was livid and understandably so. I mean who says that in front of your sibling's colleagues that you'd just met. If big on morals, Coop had heard it he'd be embarrassed for Karen and furious for Gina.

"Mick, could you please escort her out."

It was no request, and it begged no argument. And I sure as hell wasn't going to start one. Smirking lightly I led the shorter girl out, to be honest I wasn't being too gentle about it either. So I really expected her to start complaining.

"If you hurt her, I will deport your sorry ass and make sure that you get blacklisted. We clear?"

I was silent, I wasn't expecting her to threaten me. I also had no clue as to what she meant . No, LaSalles' were full of surprises, they never did what you thought.

"Come again?" I choked out.

The teen rolled her eyes at me in a distinguished 'as if' way. Which made her seem a lot older than she was.

"Your not that dumb are you? My sister obviously likes you. Mess it up and I mess you up. Simple."

She turned on her heels and stalked off. Leaving me alone to my thoughts in the desolate, white hallway.

Gina's POV:

As soon as those two exited I had reverted to banging my head on the wall behind me again. She had to go and open her mouth. Right now, not caring that it hurt. Sure I expect her to say things like that around family. Well maybe not our father. But in front of Mick?

I could barely remember the guy so how the hell did he take that? God I knew well enough that I didn't want his pity. Frat rules were applied in the FBI just as they did in the military. So I couldn't say I wasn't dating because of him, he sure as hell dated. Or as meaningful as one night stands ever got with him and I was not going to whore myself out to anyone.

Ever.

Nope if he wanted a relationship, he would have to Mick returned neither of us said anything for a while. Taking our time in surveying the other. Surprisingly it wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be. Small talk was made and jokes plus a load of well meant insults.

"Gina, you wound me... I am not that bad."

"Really? Maybe those rumors aren't true then."

"What rumors?" He quipped, well and truly hooked.

"I am not at liberty to say." Line and sinker, my mind finished gleefully.

In all honesty what he did next was extremely childish.

He pouted.

A tweety-something-year -old guy, British special forces sniper, FBI Agent and bad boy personality; pouted.

It was the funniest thing ever and something he would never live down. Naturally I couldn't stop laughing and he couldn't stop grinning. I couldn't deny that this had to be the best hospital stay I've had in a very long time.

AN

Sad to say the next chapter will probably be the last...