Shivers
Fury blinked. Once, twice, three times. A shiver ran down his spine.
Alright, that was probably from Havoc breathing on his neck. But still.
Somehow, (coughHavoccough), he had found himself at an angle where he had the perfect view into the Colonel's office, through the tiny window in his door. Perfect meaning he could see not only the desk, but the couches too, and therefore…
Fury grinned.
It was about damn time.
End
a/n: Yeah, yeah, pitifully short. What can I say? Oh, right. It'll be longer tomorrow?
