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They woke up the next morning to both their cells ringing. They began to stir and then quickly jumped out of bed. They answered their phones and rolled their eyes at each other. It was CTU. Tony had Chappelle on the line while Michelle was talking to Hammond. When they both had hung up, he was the first one to speak.
"First of all, good morning, sweetheart." He said and kissed her lightly.
"Sweetheart? Already? And no, this is definitely not a good morning. Couldn't start any better as with calls from the two most hated guys at CTU." She snapped. "What did they tell you?"
"They want me to be there in an hour. That's…" he glanced at his watch. "One and a half hour earlier than usual."
"Exactly the same thing they told me. You got any idea why?"
"The last time they called people in this early, was when they got the threat on Palmer's life…"
"So you think it's a situation?" She sounded worried now.
"I don't know, could be. We better get ready." He told her and went to the bathroom.
She followed him and spun him around before he could close the door. She smiled seductively and said,
"You want some company in the shower?"
"And I thought you'd never ask." He grinned.
She slapped him arm and then let him lead her into the bathroom. Once they were inside, she hugged him and he kissed her shoulder, then pulling her into the shower with him. Before stepping in, he tested the water and then kissed her again passionately before saying,
"Now, this is funny. This country could be about to face another crazy situation and we're here… you know… fooling around." He smiled and she giggled at realizing how true it was.
They washed each other hurriedly although what they really wanted to do in the shower was something completely different.
They stepped out, took the clothes from the evening before and rushed down to his car. They stopped by at Starbucks because they were both some sort of "coffee-addicted" and without a Espresso Macchiato, which was his favorite or, in her case, a White Chocolate Mocha Frappuccino, they weren't people one would like to meet first thing in the morning. Mason had once, after she was arrested, made some wisecrack remark about the relationship between Tony and Nina which had made Tony completely freak out on George. Later he had apologized with the lame excuse that he hadn't had his coffee although whole CTU knew this wasn't the reason. It's always been a weak point of his, the fact that Nina still played such an important part in his life.
As always in the morning, although it was earlier than usual, there was quite a lot of traffic on the way from his apartment to CTU. They both finished their coffees and with that, the only reason not to talk about the night before was gone. He finally broke the silence.
"How are you holding up?" he asked, sounding like Rain Man to himself.
"What do you mean? I'm fine." She said, knowing exactly what he wanted to hear but not able to tell him without having heard him say it.
"Yeah… sure you are. I mean, yesterday…" he simply didn't find the right words.
She smiled and stroked the back of his head with her left hand. Then she kissed him on the cheek and told him,
"It was absolutely amazing. I'e never felt as good in my entire life before… In fact, I feel this way everytime I see you."
He gave her a cheeky grin and kissed her. He had wanted it to be a quick kiss, but she grabbed at his shoulders, pulling him in closer, deepening the kiss. When they finally broke the kiss, there was a huge space between his car and the one in front of them. They smiled the rest of the way to CTU, not talking, but stealing glances at each other from time to time.
As they pulled into parking lot they quickly came back to reality. Chappelle was standing at the main entrance, smoking.
"Damn." Michelle said. "What are we gonna do?"
"Don't worry. You go now and I'll be in in about ten minutes, alright?"
He made sure Chappelle wasn't looking in their direction and then kissed her on the forehead, before saying,
"Come on, go." He said, smiling again.
He watched her as she got out of the car, making her way to the entrance, and all he could think of was just how beautigful she was. She greeted Chappelle and disappeared behind CTU's glass doors. Without her, he soon got bored and switched the radio on. He flipped through the stations and found a song which let him think of Michelle, better yet, of them together. That was something he often did – listen to songs just because they were matching him and the woman he loved.
Ronan Keating – When you say nothing at all
It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word, you can light up the dark
Try as I may I can never explain
What I hear when you don't say a thing
The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall
You say it best ...when you say nothing at all
All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd
Try as they may they could never define
What's been said between your heart and mine
The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall
You say it best...When you say noting at all
Oh...The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall
You say it best (say it best).. when you say nothing at all
(You say it best when you say nothing at all
You say it best when you say nothing at all..)
That smile on your face
The truth in your eyes The touch of your hand
Let's me know that you need me..
(You say it best when you say nothing at all
You say it best when you say nothing at all..)
When the song was over, he noticed his ten minutes were nearly over, so he grabbed his suitcase and headed for his place of work.
"Hey Tony." Chappelle greeted.
"Morning Ryan." He replied, almost automatically.
" I suggest you get your people ready for the briefing."
"Sure, Ryan."
He wasn't comfortable with this. 'Briefing' meant something very specific at CTU. 'Meeting' could be anything, but mostly 'meetings' were about upcoming promotions, changes in rasters or otherwise stuff that nobody was really interested in. But 'briefing' always meant something happened or was about to happen.
Before going up to his office, he made sure everyone knew about the briefing. Up in his office, he put his suitcase down and switched his computer on. At realizing his shirt obviously smelt like Michelle's perfume, which she was wearing today as well, he changed. He didn't want anyone to notice what's been going on between them before they themselves knew what was the bottom line of this last night. This night – he allowed himself to think back to it. He leaned back in his chair, entwined his fingers behind his head and closed his eyes. How they had kissed for the first time, how passionate it had been all evening, how she had given his this "special attention", how they had made love…
Michelle's voice on the intercom snapped him out of his thoughts.
"Tony."
"Yeah."
"Chappelle wants you down here."
"Yeah, right… Umm, tell him I'll be right down. And…"
"What?"
"Be a litle more quiet, this' private."
"Okay."
"Michelle, I know we didn't really have time to talk, but we will, alright?"
"Of course."
"And Michelle… This may seem a little offensive now, but… I love you."
She looked up at his office and smiled.
"Yeah… I do, too."
He understood, she couldn't say anything else now with evryone standing around. He hung up, grabbed his folders and made his way down to the conference room.
Alright, this is it… If you have any suggestions for threats they could be facing or otherwise, just mail me (jimmikeller88yahoo.de). I'm happy for any ideas I get and I will really try and incorporate all of them. And forget to review if you liked the story.