Chapter 10: Everything And Anything Part 1
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Grant's POV- Status: Clothes shopping with Skye. Whereabouts: "Torquay - Ripcurl"
Skye was looking at everything with fascination; her eyes just got bigger and bigger with every new discovery, and her questions were endless.
"What's that? Can we go over there?" Skye asked pointing to Ripcurl.
"Sure, we need to get you beach stuff anyway." He just agreed. This was Skye's first real trip anywhere; she was allowed to be excited and curious.
As Grant walked into the store, Skye tried to wriggle out of his grasp. "Skye, you have to hold my hand. We don't want another unexpected mission like at The Hub, do we?" He said firmly, holding onto her hand insistently.
"No." She agreed, redoubling her hold on his hand.
They headed for the shoe section, and Skye immediately spotted red and white polka dot flip-flops, her face lighting up as she dragged Grant over to them.
"Red ones." She pointed out as she held them up for him to see.
"Better try them on then." He suggested. Skye slipped them on or tried to; they were too big.
A brunette woman in her mid-20s approached them, Grant noticing the movement in his peripheral vision, instantly moved between this women and Skye. He wasn't taking any chances with her safety.
"Could I help you with the sizes, sweetie?" The saleswomen asked Skye, giving Grant a friendly smile, along with a reasonably subtle once-over.
Skye looked up from her feet a bit sadly. "Does it come in little?" She inquired.
The sale women awed at Skye's sad, yet polite tone. "How about I have a look for you? Do you know her size?" She asked, the last question aimed at Grant.
He nodded. "She's only a one, her foot's pretty small." The lady nodded, looking through the available sizes until she found the right one.
"You're in luck, sweetie. There was only one left in this size. Here, want to try them on?" The lady asked, handing them to Skye to slip on; they fit her just right.
Looking up from her flip-flops, Skye beamed at him. "They fit." She said happily.
The saleswomen - Lucy, he noted - piped up. "There's a matching set of bathers, if you're interested."
Skye's smile grew bigger, and she turned to Grant with pleading eyes. He shook his head in amusement, with all his training he was being persuaded by big brown eyes.
Turning to address Lucy, he explained. "We've come here on a bit of an impromptu holiday, so she needs everything." He emphasised 'everything', hoping she's get his drift.
"Everything?" Lucy clarified.
"The works." Grant confirmed.
"Ok then, Skye, is it?" Lucy asked checking with him, he nodded. "Shall we find that matching set?" She asked, getting an excited grin from Skye as she followed her to bathers.
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Two hours later, Skye had everything for the beach. Lucy was very comprehensive when it came to getting Skye all manner of beach gear, whether they were essential or accessories. Skye had everything from bathers to bucket and shovel.
Skye bounced up to him, a red sun hat on her head and sunglasses that matched his own aviators, only hers were a reflective red and not silver like his. Skye climbed up on his lap without any hesitation, bring her face close to his so they were at eye level, practically breathing the same air. He didn't shy away from her closeness like he would anyone else; he actually rather liked her invading his personal space.
Skye leaned in close to his ear. "Now I can be a spy too." She whispered.
He smirked at that and mock whispered into her ear, making sure she didn't blow their cover. "Shh, our secret. Ok, baby?
Skye put her little index finger up, but not against her lips as was the usual sign of secret keeping, no, she put her little index finger against his lips.
Grant grinned amused and reciprocated the signed. He used his free hand to remove Skye's little finger so he could speak. "So, has Lucy got you all ready for the beach tomorrow?" He asked hopefully. This was taking longer than he planned, and he was getting edge.
"She's gone to get something called zinc. Lucy said every little girl needs it, it even comes in red." Skye replied awed.
He thought Skye would agree to anything if it came in red but he played along. "Is that so? And what does zinc do exactly?" He asked innocently, suppressing a smirk.
"It stops little girls getting sunburnt." Skye explained animatedly.
"Well, I guess if it stops little girls getting sunburnt, we better have it. Let's go see if Lucy's done organising your beach gear." Grant set Skye on her feet, standing up. Skye grabbed his hand, practically dragging him off to find Lucy.
Lucy was at the register, scanning through an insane amount of items.
"You did say she needed everything" Lucy stated, sounding a little worried.
"I did." Grant confirmed.
"Well then, cash or card?" She asked, all business.
"Card, thanks." He replied, pulling out his wallet.
Passing their bags to an associate, Lucy smiled at him, and stuck out her hand. "I'm Lucy, by the way. I feel rude helping Skye spend your money and not giving you a name to blame afterwards." She looked fondly down at Skye, who was still holding his left hand.
He shook Lucy's hand to be polite; it would raise a red flag if he didn't, and if he used a fake name to get out of this, Skye might question it. "Grant." He said, knowing exactly where this was going.
"Well, Grant, I hope you and Skye have fun at the beach, and if there is anything you need you can always come back." Lucy insisted, smiling flirtatiously at him.
He wasn't an idiot. He picked up her double meaning, but he wanted absolutely no part in anything she had to offer. "Thank you, Lucy, we have all we need. Right, Skye?" He looked down at Skye, the girl already wearing her shiny red aviators that Lucy had been kind enough to leave out for her.
"Yep!" Skye said, popping the 'p.'
"Say thank you to Lucy, Skye, we better go." He said, politely letting Lucy down. There was only one person that he was interested in. He just needed her back to normal so he could tell her how he felt.
"Tanks Lucy, bye bye" Skye said with a wave.
Grant held Skye's hand tightly as they crossed the busy parking lot and with the other he hit the button for the boot to automatically open. Lucy's associate placed the bags in the car while he got Skye settled in her seat.
"Tanks Robot, for my beach spy gear." Skye whispered tiredly, yawning as he buckled her up.
He kissed her head, closing her door he got in starting the car. "You're welcome baby. We spies have to be prepared for anything." He smiled at her through the review mirror leaving for the supermarket.
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