As they lay asleep a dark figure slid silently into view at the window,
suspended from a thin metal rope. The curtains had not been drawn, indeed
there weren't any curtains, and the figure looked in and saw the two
sleeping forms. Slowly and carefully he drew a tool out of his backpack and
placed it up against the glass.
*
While Lara was lying awake Alex had been having his favourite recurring dream.
Lara had just winked at him before heading down into the depths of a helicopter.
He sat for a moment, staring at the point where she had disappeared then grinned and pressed the release button on his cross-over safety belt. Everyone looked at him when he stood up and steadied himself on the edge of an overhead storage compartment. Alex thought about being embarrassed, but at this point he really didn't care what anyone thought so he made his way down the helicopter and descended the ladder that Lara had just used.
Bryce and Pimms exchanged knowing glances.
Alex could see very little in the dim light of the belly of the Apache chopper, but before he could search around for the light switch a hand was grabbing him by the belt and tugging. He let himself be pulled forward and through a doorway, then the door clicked shut behind him and a light came on.
Lara had taken him into what she had endearingly referred to as the water closet. It did indeed resemble a closet, and far too much for his liking.
"This is, uh, cosy," he quipped as he was pushed back against the door, but his complaints were silenced as Lara's lips met his, kissing him softly. He ran his tongue slowly over her lips until they parted to let him in, then he pulled her body right up against his as they kissed hungrily.
"I'm so glad you're alive," he said when they eventually parted.
Lara smiled at him, "ditto."
Alex ran his arms around her waist tightly, then picked her up and sat her on the small corner sink. He looked at her with satisfaction, she was breathing heavily, nostrils flared and lips parted slightly with desire. When he moved closer she parted her legs so he was standing between them, then she wrapped them around him so he wasn't going anywhere.
The feeling of her thighs squeezing him tightly was too much for Alex to take and he suddenly slipped a hand behind her head and used it to direct her mouth onto his. He kept his eyes open while they kissed passionately and when Lara opened hers he looked directly into them and bit her lip, hard enough to make her pull away in surprise. It was also hard enough to bring that fire into her eyes that turned him on so much, plus he knew that pain was a serious aphrodisiac for Lara.
Alex was just getting to the best bit of the dream when a crashing noise caused his eyes to pop open. He quickly scanned the darkened room but not much could be seen. Instinctively he reached under his pillow and pulled out his gun and saw that Lara had done the same. They exchanged glances in the dark, then he flicked on the lights and she quickly surveyed the room. No one there. Alex crept to the bathroom door and flung it open, but that was empty too. When he turned back Lara had the window open and was examining the metal cord that hung outside it. She pulled part of it in to show Alex.
"I take it this isn't your getaway route?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. He walked up to where she stood and craned his neck out of the window, looking first up then down at the street.
"Well, whoever it was they're long gone now," he said with a yawn. "I'm going back to bed."
"Alex!" Lara exclaimed, "this isn't the sort of equipment used by your standard burglar."
He shrugged and climbed under the covers. "I know what they're after," he explained, "they searched my flat the other day but didn't find it." Lara was looking at him in confusion. "I'll show you tomorrow. Right now I'm going back to this wonderful dream."
*
While Lara was lying awake Alex had been having his favourite recurring dream.
Lara had just winked at him before heading down into the depths of a helicopter.
He sat for a moment, staring at the point where she had disappeared then grinned and pressed the release button on his cross-over safety belt. Everyone looked at him when he stood up and steadied himself on the edge of an overhead storage compartment. Alex thought about being embarrassed, but at this point he really didn't care what anyone thought so he made his way down the helicopter and descended the ladder that Lara had just used.
Bryce and Pimms exchanged knowing glances.
Alex could see very little in the dim light of the belly of the Apache chopper, but before he could search around for the light switch a hand was grabbing him by the belt and tugging. He let himself be pulled forward and through a doorway, then the door clicked shut behind him and a light came on.
Lara had taken him into what she had endearingly referred to as the water closet. It did indeed resemble a closet, and far too much for his liking.
"This is, uh, cosy," he quipped as he was pushed back against the door, but his complaints were silenced as Lara's lips met his, kissing him softly. He ran his tongue slowly over her lips until they parted to let him in, then he pulled her body right up against his as they kissed hungrily.
"I'm so glad you're alive," he said when they eventually parted.
Lara smiled at him, "ditto."
Alex ran his arms around her waist tightly, then picked her up and sat her on the small corner sink. He looked at her with satisfaction, she was breathing heavily, nostrils flared and lips parted slightly with desire. When he moved closer she parted her legs so he was standing between them, then she wrapped them around him so he wasn't going anywhere.
The feeling of her thighs squeezing him tightly was too much for Alex to take and he suddenly slipped a hand behind her head and used it to direct her mouth onto his. He kept his eyes open while they kissed passionately and when Lara opened hers he looked directly into them and bit her lip, hard enough to make her pull away in surprise. It was also hard enough to bring that fire into her eyes that turned him on so much, plus he knew that pain was a serious aphrodisiac for Lara.
Alex was just getting to the best bit of the dream when a crashing noise caused his eyes to pop open. He quickly scanned the darkened room but not much could be seen. Instinctively he reached under his pillow and pulled out his gun and saw that Lara had done the same. They exchanged glances in the dark, then he flicked on the lights and she quickly surveyed the room. No one there. Alex crept to the bathroom door and flung it open, but that was empty too. When he turned back Lara had the window open and was examining the metal cord that hung outside it. She pulled part of it in to show Alex.
"I take it this isn't your getaway route?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. He walked up to where she stood and craned his neck out of the window, looking first up then down at the street.
"Well, whoever it was they're long gone now," he said with a yawn. "I'm going back to bed."
"Alex!" Lara exclaimed, "this isn't the sort of equipment used by your standard burglar."
He shrugged and climbed under the covers. "I know what they're after," he explained, "they searched my flat the other day but didn't find it." Lara was looking at him in confusion. "I'll show you tomorrow. Right now I'm going back to this wonderful dream."