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because love makes you stupid
chapter two
Angua had left the building silently, and wandered through the Ankh-Morpork night. She had stopped in at Biers long enough to realise that if she started drinking now she wouldn't stop for a long long time. She had wandered thorough the darkest parts of the Shades, half hoping for an unlicensed thief, or optimistic cut-throat to try their luck. The Shades, alas, were unobliging, and the cold streets were quiet. And so she had found herself in front of the Pseudopolis yard watch-house.
Angua looked at the lightening sky; it was dawn. She entered the watch-house, forcing herself to speak normally to the zombie on the graveyard shift.
She took a deep breath. 'Morning Lance-constable Cadill'
The zombie looked up. 'Good morning Corporal Angua. You're up early. Has something happened? No other officers have reported in…' Lance-constable Cadill was a very new, nervous and eager recruit, and Vimes had capitalized on this nervous eagerness by suggesting that he take the shifts that other officers might not want. As a result, Cadill was on a near permanent graveyard shift.
Zombie on the graveyard shift? Classic Vimes…her throat closed suddenly, silencing her in mid-conversation. She squeezed her burning eyes shut, willed herself not to cry, not now, not here
'I'm fine' she said in response to Cadill's alarmed look, 'really, I'm just…I think…I need to see the Commander. He'll be in soon, wont he?'
Cadill flicked through paper and rotas and memos in an increasing panic. When he began examining his coffee mug for evidence of Vimes' schedule Angua took pity on him. 'Don't worry about it' she told he panicking zombie, walking past the front desk up the stairs 'he should be here in about a half hour or so. I'll just go wait in his office.'
'I'll tell the Commander you're here when he arrives, then'
Angua looked at him, and Cadill realised then how golden her eyes were in the half-light of dawn, and how white and sharp this made her teeth look, and he was suddenly overcome with a desire to hide under his desk until the danger went away
'Don't worry about it' said Angua as she began the stairs that led to the Commander's office. 'He knows I'm here'
TBC….? only if you're very, very good *smirk*….sorry its so short…it started off as a paragraph and evolved into a chapter….how odd…
A/N Did I really say I didn't like slash? That doesn't sound like me…*blushes muchly* oh well…. This isn't really V/C slash…it was originally intended to be just the opening to an entirely different fic….I have no real idea where this is going…though apparently it's all going pear-shaped for Vimes (Angua-shaped, if we're going to be specific about it *smirks*)
As always, criticism, comments and the rest are welcomed and appreciated - it's the only way I'll improve…
