"You know, he's going to kill us." Cody said, staring at the file.
"Someone has to do it." Jake replied, trying not to laugh.
"Monica?" Alex asked, wondering what was going on.
"I'm not doing it. It's bad enough I'm going to get lectured when he gets back. You do it Cody." Monica complained. It took them a while, but they finally found out the reason why Donovan went to Budapest. She only told them half of the reason. A woman.
"Fine, I'll do it," Cody complained, "but if I end up missing, my father will be very upset.
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Elizabeth rolled over, noticing he was gone. She quickly sat up and looked around. She heard the water in the bathroom. He was taking a shower. Elizabeth laid back down, hugging the pillow, wondering how things have changed. She heard a faint ringing. Wrapping the sheet around her, she walked over to Donovan's jacket and pulled out his cell phone.
"Frank Donovan's office." she answered.
"Ah, I'm" the voice on the other end stammered, "I'm looking for Frank Donovan."
"He's in the shower," Elizabeth replied, enjoying hearing the uneasiness in the voice, "may I ask who's calling and the reason?" She was trying hard not to laugh. She could hear other voices laughing in the background.
"Um, my name's Cody," he replied, "I work for Donovan." Cody shot Jake and Alex a nasty look for laughing at him.
"Hold on a minute." she replied, walking into the bathroom. The room was full of steam from the shower. Elizabeth watched the outline of the man in the shower. Damn, he's sexy.
Feeling the cold air invade the room, Donovan opened the shower curtain. His eyes gleaming with mischief, "Care to join me?" he grinned.
Her knees went weak looking at a wet Donovan in his glory. "I would love to, but a guy named Cody is on the phone for you," she pouted handing him his cell phone.
"I'll kill him." Donovan mumbled, taking the phone.
"Don't be too hard on him," she laughed, walking out of the bathroom.
"Great," Cody mumbled, "I'm dead."
"Donovan." he growled into the phone, "It better be good Cody."
Elizabeth walked around her hotel room, collecting Donovan's clothes. She knew the meaning behind the call. She walked over the nightstand and laughed. He still carried a Glock. Old habits are hard too break. She sighed as Donovan wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I have to go back to Chicago," he said, nuzzling her neck.
"I know. Stationed in Chicago now?" she replied, leaning back into him
"Yes, what did you say to Cody to embarrass him?" he asked.
"I just answered the phone saying it's your office and told him you were in the shower." she smirked, "When do you have to leave?"
"In a couple hours," he answered, "but first, we have some unfinished business."
He pulled her back down onto the bed and pinned her hands above her head.
"I lied." she stated as Donovan trailed kisses down her neck to her breasts.
"About what?" he asked, never leaving her breasts.
"About hating you." she gasped.
"I know," he replied, "Sean told me."
"What?" she yelled, sitting up. "I'm going to kill him."
Elizabeth pushed Donovan off her and leaned over to the phone. "What are you doing?"
"I'm calling Sean and telling him he can run, but he can't hide. I'm going to kill him." she swore.
"Get over here," he growled pulling her back onto the bed, "we have more important things to deal with right now." He picked up where she rudely interrupted him.
"Someone has to do it." Jake replied, trying not to laugh.
"Monica?" Alex asked, wondering what was going on.
"I'm not doing it. It's bad enough I'm going to get lectured when he gets back. You do it Cody." Monica complained. It took them a while, but they finally found out the reason why Donovan went to Budapest. She only told them half of the reason. A woman.
"Fine, I'll do it," Cody complained, "but if I end up missing, my father will be very upset.
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Elizabeth rolled over, noticing he was gone. She quickly sat up and looked around. She heard the water in the bathroom. He was taking a shower. Elizabeth laid back down, hugging the pillow, wondering how things have changed. She heard a faint ringing. Wrapping the sheet around her, she walked over to Donovan's jacket and pulled out his cell phone.
"Frank Donovan's office." she answered.
"Ah, I'm" the voice on the other end stammered, "I'm looking for Frank Donovan."
"He's in the shower," Elizabeth replied, enjoying hearing the uneasiness in the voice, "may I ask who's calling and the reason?" She was trying hard not to laugh. She could hear other voices laughing in the background.
"Um, my name's Cody," he replied, "I work for Donovan." Cody shot Jake and Alex a nasty look for laughing at him.
"Hold on a minute." she replied, walking into the bathroom. The room was full of steam from the shower. Elizabeth watched the outline of the man in the shower. Damn, he's sexy.
Feeling the cold air invade the room, Donovan opened the shower curtain. His eyes gleaming with mischief, "Care to join me?" he grinned.
Her knees went weak looking at a wet Donovan in his glory. "I would love to, but a guy named Cody is on the phone for you," she pouted handing him his cell phone.
"I'll kill him." Donovan mumbled, taking the phone.
"Don't be too hard on him," she laughed, walking out of the bathroom.
"Great," Cody mumbled, "I'm dead."
"Donovan." he growled into the phone, "It better be good Cody."
Elizabeth walked around her hotel room, collecting Donovan's clothes. She knew the meaning behind the call. She walked over the nightstand and laughed. He still carried a Glock. Old habits are hard too break. She sighed as Donovan wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I have to go back to Chicago," he said, nuzzling her neck.
"I know. Stationed in Chicago now?" she replied, leaning back into him
"Yes, what did you say to Cody to embarrass him?" he asked.
"I just answered the phone saying it's your office and told him you were in the shower." she smirked, "When do you have to leave?"
"In a couple hours," he answered, "but first, we have some unfinished business."
He pulled her back down onto the bed and pinned her hands above her head.
"I lied." she stated as Donovan trailed kisses down her neck to her breasts.
"About what?" he asked, never leaving her breasts.
"About hating you." she gasped.
"I know," he replied, "Sean told me."
"What?" she yelled, sitting up. "I'm going to kill him."
Elizabeth pushed Donovan off her and leaned over to the phone. "What are you doing?"
"I'm calling Sean and telling him he can run, but he can't hide. I'm going to kill him." she swore.
"Get over here," he growled pulling her back onto the bed, "we have more important things to deal with right now." He picked up where she rudely interrupted him.
