A/N: Warning! From here, things are going to get more sappy. Read only if
you can take it! I'm sorry about this next chapter, but my romantic mind
took a hold!
And I'm going camping for five days, so you won't see anything of me for a while. Enjoy this next chapter!
*
Chapter 3
The next two days passed in a flash. Kim loved having two men in the flat. DM was paticularly nice to be with. Kind, gentle, intelligent...
When she had to go back to work, Kim worked fast and furious, thoughts of her two new friends revving around her head. The manager was impressed when Kim brought in sixty pounds in tips that day.
"Good job", he told her as she was getting ready to leave, "Let's see whether you can make even more tomorrow".
"We'll see, sir", grinned Kim, "We'll see".
Kim made her way out of the restaurant and started to walk home, itching to see Danger Mouse. The attraction she felt towards him was getting stronger, and Kim longed to hold him. Never in her twenty-three years had she felt like this.
Suddenly, a hand tapped Kim on the shoulder and she looked around.
"Hi, Kim", said the boy.
Kim groaned.
"Jack", she said coolly.
"What have you been doing lately?" he demanded, "You haven't been out of your flat a lot".
"Mind your own business", growled Kim.
"Woah, touchy honey. Have you got a boyfriend? He's a real loser if he wants you".
"Look who's talking", retorted Kim sharply, "If anyone's the loser, it's you".
Jack gave a growl.
"You'll pay for that", he snarled.
Having had enough, Kim raised her hand - and slapped him across the face.
"Get lost, rich-boy", she sneered. Then she turned sharply and walked off, looking back only once to check he wasn't following her. He wasn't.
Kim broke into a run until she had got back to her flat. DM was waiting for her.
"Are you alright?" he asked. Kim was shaking. Either she didn't know or didn't care.
"I'm fine". Kim stepped around him and took of her jacket, hanging it up.
"No, you're not", said DM. He came right up to her.
"Please tell me", he said gently, "Talk to me, Kim".
And Kim told him what had happened with Jack.
"Who is this fellow?" asked DM angrily.
"It's OK, DM", said Kim, "He's just a big-shot jerk, that's all".
"Are you sure?" asked DM softly, "You don't want me to track him down?"
"It's alright", said Kim.
DM sighed, and suddenly pulled her to him in a hug. Kim stopped shaking and tightened her arms around him, feeling warm inside his embrace.
When they pulled apart, DM smiled at her. For one heart-wrenching moment, he seriously considered kissing her.
"Is Penfold in bed?" asked Kim, breaking the spell.
"Oh - yes, I tucked him in about half an hour ago", said DM. He lead her down to the lounge and they settled down to watch TV.
*
Jack did not bother Kim again. She was glad of that, and found the idea funny that he should be afraid of her.
The final evening dawned, and Kim made DM and Penfold an extra-special meal. Then Penfold had to leave. The new pillarbox would be arriving any time now. DM and Penfold would be leaving in the morning to go to their new home.
DM came out of his room and saw Kim standing by the window. She was gazing out sadly. Danger Mouse saw a tear slide down her cheek.
He went to stand beside her.
"Are you alright?" he asked gently.
Kim turned to him.
"Yes, I'm fine", she replied quietly.
"I'll never forget your kindness. I'll never forget you".
Kim didn't answer. Very cautiously, DM raised his arms - and wrapped them around her waist. Kim didn't say anything but inside, she was shaking.
"It's our last night together", Danger Mouse whispered into her hair, "Let's make it worthwhile".
Kim gave a nod. She was suddenly feeling eager.
Danger Mouse directed his gaze down at Kim's shoulders. She was wearing a zipped sleeveless purple top.
DM couldn't control himself any longer. He had to give this woman what he'd been longing to give all week...himself.
"Kim?" he asked.
She looked up at him. DM quickly pressed his lips against hers. She didn't pull away.
*
In the early hours of the morning, Danger Mouse awoke and felt Kim's body pressed against him. He could hear clattering about in the guestroom, and guessed that Penfold was back.
Giving a heartfelt sigh, DM gazed back at Kim. How he longed to stay here with her...
But he couldn't. The new pillarbox stood waiting. The city needed their agent back. He had to leave.
DM bent down and kissed Kim on the lips briefly.
"I'm sorry, Kim", he whispered. After he had straightened himself out, he ran out of the room without looking back.
"Morning, Chief", said Penfold, who was now in the kitchen, "Our new home is ready. We had better go. Where's Kim?"
"I've already said goodbye", lied DM, "Let's go". He took up one of Penfold's bags, and they went out into the night, where an HQ car stood waiting. They got in, and were driven to their new pillarbox. The Mark III stood outside, looking new and repaired again. Their new home was exactly the same.
Yet to DM, it seemed so wrong.
Finally, after being given the rundown on the security checks, DM went to bed. But he didn't sleep.
Instead, he cried until the dawn.
And I'm going camping for five days, so you won't see anything of me for a while. Enjoy this next chapter!
*
Chapter 3
The next two days passed in a flash. Kim loved having two men in the flat. DM was paticularly nice to be with. Kind, gentle, intelligent...
When she had to go back to work, Kim worked fast and furious, thoughts of her two new friends revving around her head. The manager was impressed when Kim brought in sixty pounds in tips that day.
"Good job", he told her as she was getting ready to leave, "Let's see whether you can make even more tomorrow".
"We'll see, sir", grinned Kim, "We'll see".
Kim made her way out of the restaurant and started to walk home, itching to see Danger Mouse. The attraction she felt towards him was getting stronger, and Kim longed to hold him. Never in her twenty-three years had she felt like this.
Suddenly, a hand tapped Kim on the shoulder and she looked around.
"Hi, Kim", said the boy.
Kim groaned.
"Jack", she said coolly.
"What have you been doing lately?" he demanded, "You haven't been out of your flat a lot".
"Mind your own business", growled Kim.
"Woah, touchy honey. Have you got a boyfriend? He's a real loser if he wants you".
"Look who's talking", retorted Kim sharply, "If anyone's the loser, it's you".
Jack gave a growl.
"You'll pay for that", he snarled.
Having had enough, Kim raised her hand - and slapped him across the face.
"Get lost, rich-boy", she sneered. Then she turned sharply and walked off, looking back only once to check he wasn't following her. He wasn't.
Kim broke into a run until she had got back to her flat. DM was waiting for her.
"Are you alright?" he asked. Kim was shaking. Either she didn't know or didn't care.
"I'm fine". Kim stepped around him and took of her jacket, hanging it up.
"No, you're not", said DM. He came right up to her.
"Please tell me", he said gently, "Talk to me, Kim".
And Kim told him what had happened with Jack.
"Who is this fellow?" asked DM angrily.
"It's OK, DM", said Kim, "He's just a big-shot jerk, that's all".
"Are you sure?" asked DM softly, "You don't want me to track him down?"
"It's alright", said Kim.
DM sighed, and suddenly pulled her to him in a hug. Kim stopped shaking and tightened her arms around him, feeling warm inside his embrace.
When they pulled apart, DM smiled at her. For one heart-wrenching moment, he seriously considered kissing her.
"Is Penfold in bed?" asked Kim, breaking the spell.
"Oh - yes, I tucked him in about half an hour ago", said DM. He lead her down to the lounge and they settled down to watch TV.
*
Jack did not bother Kim again. She was glad of that, and found the idea funny that he should be afraid of her.
The final evening dawned, and Kim made DM and Penfold an extra-special meal. Then Penfold had to leave. The new pillarbox would be arriving any time now. DM and Penfold would be leaving in the morning to go to their new home.
DM came out of his room and saw Kim standing by the window. She was gazing out sadly. Danger Mouse saw a tear slide down her cheek.
He went to stand beside her.
"Are you alright?" he asked gently.
Kim turned to him.
"Yes, I'm fine", she replied quietly.
"I'll never forget your kindness. I'll never forget you".
Kim didn't answer. Very cautiously, DM raised his arms - and wrapped them around her waist. Kim didn't say anything but inside, she was shaking.
"It's our last night together", Danger Mouse whispered into her hair, "Let's make it worthwhile".
Kim gave a nod. She was suddenly feeling eager.
Danger Mouse directed his gaze down at Kim's shoulders. She was wearing a zipped sleeveless purple top.
DM couldn't control himself any longer. He had to give this woman what he'd been longing to give all week...himself.
"Kim?" he asked.
She looked up at him. DM quickly pressed his lips against hers. She didn't pull away.
*
In the early hours of the morning, Danger Mouse awoke and felt Kim's body pressed against him. He could hear clattering about in the guestroom, and guessed that Penfold was back.
Giving a heartfelt sigh, DM gazed back at Kim. How he longed to stay here with her...
But he couldn't. The new pillarbox stood waiting. The city needed their agent back. He had to leave.
DM bent down and kissed Kim on the lips briefly.
"I'm sorry, Kim", he whispered. After he had straightened himself out, he ran out of the room without looking back.
"Morning, Chief", said Penfold, who was now in the kitchen, "Our new home is ready. We had better go. Where's Kim?"
"I've already said goodbye", lied DM, "Let's go". He took up one of Penfold's bags, and they went out into the night, where an HQ car stood waiting. They got in, and were driven to their new pillarbox. The Mark III stood outside, looking new and repaired again. Their new home was exactly the same.
Yet to DM, it seemed so wrong.
Finally, after being given the rundown on the security checks, DM went to bed. But he didn't sleep.
Instead, he cried until the dawn.