Mako's Message: Uhm... huh. Whatever I was going to say I can't remember it now. I guess I'll note that I have Katie and DAve inevitable break up planned, as well as it's fallout, and have had it planned for awhile. So it's all me. Or did I already mention that? Whatever. Do you guys want some more previews of thngss to come? Ya know, since I've been so good about actually getting to what I've already previewed. -eyeroll- or are you still happy waiting for THOSE tidbits to show up in the story?

So yeah, had fun writting this one actually. No DavexMindy fluff, just some Mindy being pervy. And hating on Katie.

Enjoy!


Katie is really starting to piss me off.

I couldn't get any time alone with Dave all day. I had to apologize for falling asleep on the job by text.

He insisted that there was no need, and said I should just try and get a good night's sleep and we'd go out again tomorrow. You might not think it, but that actually made me feel worse.

I'm supposed to be the strong one. The one who saves HIS ass. But here he was telling me that I wasn't any good. That I needed rest. I don't fucking need rest. I'm a machine. At least, I'm supposed to be. That's what Daddy raised me to be. Strong. Unbreakable. Undefeatable. And here I was being told to take a night off.

So I went over to his house late enough that I was sure he'd be there if he was going to be there at all. Snuck in through the window of course, and woke him up.

He blinked up at me and said, "So we're making a habit of this then?"

It was cute, which was good for him, because it took me down from pissed to annoyed. And he looked damn good laying in bed with his hair all messed up. So yummy.

But that's not what I'm talking about.

I demanded to know what this crap about taking a night off was about. He said it was just that, a night off. That we couldn't keep going out every night. We'd run ourselves into the ground and be no good to anyone.

I called bullshit on him. He was doing fine. He wasn't falling asleep on watch. If he could do it than goddammit so could I.

He waved it of and said, "That's different, I'm older."

I said, "Explain."

He... really didn't want to. I thought for a minute that I was going to have to get physical with him to- … oh damn. Not often I get the opportunity to wrestle him into submission when he's half naked and in bed. Oh well. Missed opportunity.

Anwyay, I finally got him to spill and he said, "Mindy, it's... it's easy to forget, but you're only eleven years old. You're still a little girl." My first reaction was to say I was almost twelve, but I realized just before I said it that that's exactly what a little girl would say so I kept my mouth shut. "You're still... growing. You need sleep more than I do. I'm seventeen, my growing days are pretty much over. You're just about ready for a growth spurt, and, no offense intended, you need it."

I was ready to smack the shit out of him for that, but he saw it coming and raised his hands up and said, "But short is good! Shorter girls are cuter. I like a girl to be shorter than me. But, I mean, you're what? Five foot?"

I'm 4'11".

"You don't want to be that short forever do you? And If you slip up because you're exhausted you wont be doing any more growing."

I admit I liked hearing he liked short girls (which makes sense, Katie is closer to my height than his.), but I still think he laid the rest on a little thick. I got his point though. If I was going to be at my best, I was going to need to take a break now and then to fully recover.

"So, what are you suggesting?" I asked him.

"I think we should only go out on Fridays and Saturdays."

The phrase, "weekend warrior" popped into my head and I instantly rebelled against the idea. I countered with NOT going out on Fridays and Saturdays. Dave looked at me like I was crazy and offered "Every other day."

I tried, "A day off every four days."

He gave me, "Two days off every four days, plus a day just for training."

I said, "Four days on patrol, two for training, one day off."

Dave squinted at me and then put his hand out, "Deal."

I grinned, took his hand and said, "Deal."

And with that settled, I thought we could hang out for a bit, but he says, "You'd better get out of here. I don't what want to explain what you're doing in my room at midnight if he comes by and here's you in here. Besides, you're not the only who needs sleep and Katie wants to meet me for breakfast."

So we walked me to the window, I climbed out, he climbed into bed, and I came home.

Damn bitch is hogging him to herself even when she's not there.