Spoilers/Warnings:
Total crackfic. Minor spoilers for the gun Mitchell used in episode
9x16 "Off the Grid".
Cameron
Mitchell
Mitchell looked over the gun covetously. He wondered if this is what some people felt when they got their first expensive sports car. His eyes raked over the dark planes, his fingers following close behind, feeling out the contours of the piece of beautiful, dangerous weaponry. The moment he'd touched her, he'd known this baby was made just for him, no matter who had handled her before, and no matter who would handle her after. The fact that she'd just helped them out of one of the most deadly missions he'd ever been on only increased her attraction. Not that he'd ever doubted his team's ability to get them out, but he always felt better with a solid, dependable weapon under his fingers.
Slowly, reverently, he began to take her apart. His hands held her like she was made of glass, rubbing a cloth gently over her angles, wiping away the dust and dirt of the battle. Yes, this was definately his favorite gun.
Once he was done cleaning her, he just as fondly put her back together. Then, with a regretful last look, he brought her to the armoury and tenderly put her away.