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NOTES: Just a short FlackAiden fanfic by me. Had the sudden urge and mood to write a FlackAiden fanfic so here it is.

Don Flack was in the break room, sipping his cup of not-so-delicious coffee while leaning on the coffee table when he heard footsteps coming from behind. He could tell that that the footsteps belonged to a woman; she was wearing heels.

"Move, Flack," said an impatient voice with a Brooklyn accent.

Flack turned and came face-to-face with Aiden Burn. She was standing in front of him with her hands on her hips. She was tapping her foot rather impatiently.

"Yes?" said Flack, a smile tugging on the corners of his lips, a mischievous glint in his blue eyes.

"I want my coffee," she said. "And you're blocking my way."

He just smiled at her. She sighed in frustration and pushed past him. He held her wrists and brought her closer to him. Too close.

"You didn't say please, Burn," he said, smiling down at her.

He could see that she was annoyed. Her dark brown eyes were clouded with annoyance and a hint of amusement.

"Please, Flack," she said. "I'm really desperate for a cup of coffee." With that she pouted slightly at him.

Just the sight of her making a puppy-dog face was enough to make him weak in his knees. He pulled her closer to him and gently nibbled her neck. He could feel her melt against him.

"Flack," she said. "Not here."

He pulled back and placed a kiss on the tip of her nose.

"Why?" he said softly, using his finger to trace her lips. "Nobody's around. We have the whole place to ourselves; at least for a few minutes."

She pulled away from his arms and looked up at him. "Remember when Danny nearly caught us in the supply room?" she said, raising en eyebrow.

He pulled her back towards him and wrapped his arms around her. "But I came up with a reasonable excuse."

"Practicing mouth-to-mouth in the supply room isn't a good excuse," she said, laughing.

"Well, Danny and Mac and Stella are still in the lab…"

She smiled slyly at him. "You're a naughty boy, you know that?"

"And that's why you love me."

She giggled and he sealed her lips with a kiss. He ran his fingers through her soft, long, dark hair and she wrapped her arms around him. Just when things were about to heat up, Aiden got a call from her cell phone. She reluctantly broke the kiss.

"I'm sorry but I have to answer this call."

"Go ahead."

She took out her cell phone from her pocket and flipped it open.

"Burn. Uh-huh. Ok, I'll be there."

She flipped it close. "Stella. She said that she got something on the evidence we collected and she wants me to go there right now."

Flack just nodded. "Sure."

Aiden smiled at him and was about to leave when Flack grabbed her hand and gently pulled her towards him.

"My place tonight?" he said.

"Why?"

"So that we can pick up from where we stopped," he said cheekily.

She grinned and nodded, confirming that she will be there. With that, she gave him a light kiss on the lips and walked out of the room.

Flack leaned against the doorframe and watched her go. Aiden's really special to him. She's funny, smart, nice and beautiful. He enjoys teasing her and vice versa but deep down, they're truly in love with each other and Flack couldn't imagine spending more time with anyone else. Whenever he makes a snarky comment, she responds to it with her own unique sarcasm. She's not only his girlfriend, but his best friend as well.

Aiden Burn is just the girl he's looking for. Flack felt like the luckiest guy in the world.

THE END