Title: It's
all about living life
Chapter 10: When the cat is away…
Author: Ann (Chrystalsandsnowflakes)
Rating: (G to NC-17): G
Spoilers/Warnings: Takes place in the future, so after EOT
Summary: Tank makes a move on a lady!
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine, I just play with them
When the cat is away…
(In the meantime in Trenton
Tank looked satisfied when they finally allowed Ranger on the plane to Miami. He had realized that it could be a close call with Ranger's condition, but after some intensive searching he was accepted. Ranger had accepted it looking completely okay with it, but Tank had caught a few glares his way when they took him away to be searched. Hopefully Ranger would have forgotten it by the time he came back to Trenton again.
Tank got into his car and drove back to Trenton. Now that Ranger was gone, he had some plans that he wanted to execute. For a while he had felt a strong attraction to a particular woman, but he hadn't made his move yet. Now that Ranger was gone, he had the opportunity to adjust his schedule to fit his plans without raising any suspicion from Ranger or the other guys. Tank smiled at himself. He had thought it through carefully, and nothing could go wrong.
He stopped in front of Vinnies office. Perfect, her car was there too, so he could put his plan in motion immediately. He walked in and she was sitting on the couch, donut in her hand and flipping through some files. Connie sat behind her desk painting her nails some gruesome blood red color that somehow looked good on her and matched her shirt.
"Ladies" Both of them nodded and she put her file aside and kept looking at him. That was good right?
"Tank, my man, how are you?" I quirked an eyebrow at that.
"Good, you?"
"Excellent, never been better" I couldn't help but think that I could make her feel a whole lot better than that she ever had before.
"Is he in?" I motioned towards Vinnies office.
"Yes, go right through" Connie said.
I quickly got the files from Vinnie that I would have to go after now that Ranger was unavailable. I sat down beside her on the couch and pretended to be interested in my files, flipping through them.
"Who you got, big man?"
"Let's see, one murderer, one rapist and a guy who seriously injured his girlfriend with eh… assorted tools" She smirked.
"Why do you always get the good guys?" I had to laugh at that.
"What you got?" She seemed to shrink a little.
"Shoplifting and joy riding"
"Need any help?" She looked really surprised at that. I was secretly holding my breath. I had heard on the street that the joy rider had gotten away twice already, and that the second time he had almost hit her with his car. But this woman always wanted to prove herself, so I had figured that if she accepted help from me with these cases it could be a sign that she liked me, more than that she needed the help. I tried to look really friendly and encouraging.
"Uh… eh… Oh, why not" Phew! From the corner of my eye I had seen Connie's eyebrow going up at my question, and her hand was already reaching for the phone. I turned around and gave her a very hard glare. Her eyes turned into saucers, and then the hand slowly retreated to her desk. I gave a short shake with my head and I think she got the message. No gossiping about this. I held the door open for her and helped her in my car.
"Sheeit, this is some vehicle" she said as she looked at the dash with all the assorted technology on it. I just smiled at her.
"Where to?" Better pretend that I made a business offer.
"Uh, to Stark street, I've got an informant there" She sounded proud of that.
The informant had been able to tell us in which bar the joyrider was drinking today, and the apprehension went without problem. He didn't even resist. When he had started shouting obscenities at my woman (okay, not yet, but even I can dream, God knows what Ranger calls Steph in his mind) I had made sure he was suddenly without air.
"That's not a nice thing to say about such a lovely lady. Apologize." She blushed. Guess not many people called her that lately.
"… sorry… " the skip murmured. I let it go, better not show too much violence at this point.
Another half hour and the skip was safely at the police station and she held her body receipt in her hand. This is where part two of my plan went into action.
"We should celebrate your apprehension" Let's see if she bites the bait.
"Tank, that is the best idea I heard all day, let's visit Mickey D's on the way back to the office" That sounded like a bite to me, so I decided to push my luck.
"I meant more like tonight, going out for a drink" Her mouth fell open and her eyes had widened. Guess she hadn't expected this, and I wondered if I had been too forward. Then, after a couple of seconds a mischievous grin started on her face. Uh-oh.
"You mean like a date?" she said slowly. Yep, she moved straight in for the kill.
"Eh, yeah. If you like that" She seemed to think about a moment. Than she smiled a full on smile and I felt my heart warm.
"Yeah… yeah I'd like that." Yes! Okay, keep your cool look.
"Great, I'll pick you up at 8?"
"That's good for me" We were back at the office now and she started to exit the car. Time for a final move.
"Lula?" She turned around and looked at me.
"Wear something special" and I flashed her a killer smile.