Author's Note: I'm baaaaack! Life once again got in the way of writing, but I'm back and drabble-ing again! Please enjoy some serious fluff, because honestly, who doesn't love fluff?
Title: Favorite Things
Author: GusTheMoose
Theme/Set: Stray/Criminal Intent
Rating: G
Claim + additional character(s): Alex Eames/Bobby Goren
Warning: NA
Summary: "Stay with the body." Bobby ordered and drew his gun…
The clunk of a falling can caught Detective Alex Eames attention as she stood over another body in another dingy alley way. Her partner, Detective Bobby Goren, looked up from invevstigating the strange symbols carved into the victim's arms.
"Hey!" She called to the pair of uniforms who should have secured the scene, "I thought you said this place was disserted."
The senior uniform snorted, "It's a rat." Bobby got to his feet when the sound of a can skipping across the pavement came again.
"Rats don't play kick the can, even in New York," Alex quipped.
"Stay with the body," Bobby ordered, and drew his gun. Alex fell into step behind him, watching the shadows intently.
"Eames!" Bobby called suddenly, and took off at a jog. She followed but wonder what the heck her partner was chasing after. She didn't hear footsteps, just more of that bouncing can noise, and she certainly didn't see anyone running away from them. When Bobby stooped and suddenly the noise cut off.
"Whatcha got?" Alex asked as she holstered her gun. Bobby's hands were cupped together, and a can dangled below.
"Someone tied a can and string to this little guy's tail," Bobby said, very annoyed.
"Little guy?"
Bobby very carefully opened his hands to reveal a little calico kitten, "Can you untie it while I hold him?"
"Just be careful, okay? He might bite you and I don't feel like taking you to a vet's for more shots," Alex laughed, feeling a little silly for chasing after a kitten. The kitten sat perfectly still however, purring away happily as Alex worked at the little knot.
"Look, Eames," Bobby whispered while Alex cursed at the stupid kids who had thought it would be fun to torture an innocent kitten, "He fell asleep." She looked up from the knot from hell and couldn't help but go aww. The little calico was curled up in Bobby's big hands, sleeping and purring.
"Looks like you're a cat person," Alex commented and then went to the knot. Eventually her small fingers managed to loosen the knot enough that the can slipped off the kitten's tail and dropped back to the alley floor.
"Um, Bobby, what are you doing?" Alex asked. Bobby had carefully shifted the kitten to one hand, then slipped the kitten into the inside pocket of his jacket and the kitten slept through it all.
"We can't leave him here, Eames," Bobby said
"Well, you can't take him back to One PP with you."
"It's okay, we'll drop him off at Lewis's and I'll go back for him after work."