Title: Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps
Series: Winter Tidings
Author: Jmaria
Rating: Pg-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Lindsey or Bellatrix. Joss and J.K. Rowlings owns them. I don't own the title either, Cake does.
FfA Pairing: #773 Lindsey / Bellatrix (HP)
A/N: Set after book 5, but before Lindsey leaves Wolfram & Hart and the whole Darla thing.
Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps
Lindsey McDonald tapped the file with his fingers. This was a test he needed to pass, especially after the whole Angel fiasco. He needed to prove his worth, and by doing that he had to obtain the perfect client. This woman with flowing black hair, a permanently crazed looking face, and soulless black eyes was his ticket to getting the big player in her world.
"Mrs. Lestrange, I can assure you Wolfram & Hart have your best interests at heat." He gave her a charming smile. "Or at whatever substitutes as a heart."
"You speak to me as if I am a stupid child, muggle. When it is clear that you are out of your league." Bellatrix bristled, her hands flexing around the smooth metal of the chair.
"Yes, we know you are a great witch. What interests us is your employer."
"The Dark Lord is my master, not my employer." Bellatrix sneered.
"And you're not being rewarded for your long years of sacrifice for your Dark Lord?" Lindsey sat on the edge of the conference table.
"That is none of your concern, muggle."
"Mrs. Lestrange, we're willing to work with you if you're willing to work with us."
"When I am free of you, you will know the pain of a dying man." Bellatrix hissed, her voice thick with acid as she tugged on the bars. "I assure you it will be long and quite painful."
Lindsey sighed and pushed the button on the table. Bellatrix recoiled, but didn't scream as she had the first time.
"If you could reassure the Senior partners, I'm sure we'd have let you out of the cage before now, Bellatrix." He was going to have to start all over again.