Skinner sat back on Scott's couch, looking over his notes once more. He
smiled up
at her as she came back from doing the dishes. She sat down beside him and
smiled
also, opening her on notebook.
"So, dinner was really good. A lot better then fast-food take out." Skinner remarked.
"Thanks. My mom always said that she didn't care that I was a cop as long as I didn't end up eating at the donut store and letting myself go. So, she keeps me fed."
Skinner smiled and said, "Think she would feed me too?"
Scott giggled, "I'm sure if you asked her, she would. She'd probably like you. Your a lot different from my ex."
Skinner's smile faded. "Oh, you were married?"
Scott sighed and shook her head. "No, engaged. He worked the beat. He didn't like it much that I was higher up the ladder then him. It kind of came between us."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
Scott smirked. "It's alright. Life goes on, right?"
Skinner remarked quietly. "I guess it does, if you want it to or not."
"You sound like your speaking from experience?"
Skinner sighed. "My wife and I ended up divorcing because of my job. I didn't feel like talking about work once I got home and she felt like I should let it all out. It caused a lot of fights before we were through."
Scott gently touched Skinner's hand. "Some people just don't understand that the things we see on a daily basis aren't something we want to share with others."
Skinner gave a nod and squeezed her hand in return.
Scott stared at him for a moment and then sighed, "Well, this isn't getting anything done on the case..."
Skinner smiled. "Your right. Let's get to work."
xXx
He stood outside the cop's home. She was inside with Dana's boss. He didn't know much about him, just knew who he was from the few times he had visited her at Quantico. He seemed like the typical Assistant Director type. No emotions, no feelings, no expressions.
He smirked, wondering what the AD was in there doing with the pretty young cop. Then he thought about what he was going to do to her after the AD left. She was the closest he'd ever come to someone like his Dana. She was even a cop and to top it all off, she was working with Dana also.
He got excited just thinking about it. He wondered if he could control himself enough to just do what he always had or if he'd have to raise the stacks a little and partake of the AD's girl.
He was changing his plan for this one anyways, going in as the deliveryman himself. What if he changed it a little more? What would it hurt? He laughed menacingly, "It's only going to hurt her."
"So, dinner was really good. A lot better then fast-food take out." Skinner remarked.
"Thanks. My mom always said that she didn't care that I was a cop as long as I didn't end up eating at the donut store and letting myself go. So, she keeps me fed."
Skinner smiled and said, "Think she would feed me too?"
Scott giggled, "I'm sure if you asked her, she would. She'd probably like you. Your a lot different from my ex."
Skinner's smile faded. "Oh, you were married?"
Scott sighed and shook her head. "No, engaged. He worked the beat. He didn't like it much that I was higher up the ladder then him. It kind of came between us."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
Scott smirked. "It's alright. Life goes on, right?"
Skinner remarked quietly. "I guess it does, if you want it to or not."
"You sound like your speaking from experience?"
Skinner sighed. "My wife and I ended up divorcing because of my job. I didn't feel like talking about work once I got home and she felt like I should let it all out. It caused a lot of fights before we were through."
Scott gently touched Skinner's hand. "Some people just don't understand that the things we see on a daily basis aren't something we want to share with others."
Skinner gave a nod and squeezed her hand in return.
Scott stared at him for a moment and then sighed, "Well, this isn't getting anything done on the case..."
Skinner smiled. "Your right. Let's get to work."
xXx
He stood outside the cop's home. She was inside with Dana's boss. He didn't know much about him, just knew who he was from the few times he had visited her at Quantico. He seemed like the typical Assistant Director type. No emotions, no feelings, no expressions.
He smirked, wondering what the AD was in there doing with the pretty young cop. Then he thought about what he was going to do to her after the AD left. She was the closest he'd ever come to someone like his Dana. She was even a cop and to top it all off, she was working with Dana also.
He got excited just thinking about it. He wondered if he could control himself enough to just do what he always had or if he'd have to raise the stacks a little and partake of the AD's girl.
He was changing his plan for this one anyways, going in as the deliveryman himself. What if he changed it a little more? What would it hurt? He laughed menacingly, "It's only going to hurt her."