Disclaimer: I don't own Covert Affairs, if I did Auggie would never have a shirt and Jai would fall down a flight of stairs.
Author's Note: Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry. I really didn't mean to go this long without updating. I was at Sac anime all weekend then I had classes all week, but I managed to write a bit more in my anthropology class while I was supposed to be watching some old guy talk about something or other.
~Thanks for your patience!~
I shouldn't be doing this. I was a masochist. It broke my heart to be near him and yet can't have him, but being away from him was even worse. Every mission all I could think of was getting back to see his cocky smirk. The world was so dark and lonely without him to guide her way. He gave me a reason to want to live and enjoy life. It was a feeling I hadn't had since that night in Sri Lanka.
I had to slam on my breaks as the car in front of me stopped for the light. I needed to get my mind off of Auggie or I was going to get myself killed. Either driving or on an op somewhere, and how pathetic would it be to get myself killed crashing into a pole after surviving so many worse things. I parked a block away from the café to try and clear my head in the fresh air before I had to face him. An obnoxiously oversized SUV chose that moment to drive by smothering me in exhaust fumes. I coughed and hacked trying to get it out of my lungs thinking of how much I hated cities. I was going to have to take a vacation soon, maybe somewhere remote. It might even help me clear my head a bit to be away from Auggie. A beach sounded nice. I twisted my fingers around my empty wrist out of habit, maybe not a beach, maybe somewhere with snow. I hadn't seen snow in awhile. Ben didn't matter now, I had Auggie and I could trust him. He was my life line.
I entered the small café and slipped between the other patrons searching for my techie. I saw him sitting in the back corner with his trademark smirk, most likely listening to the conversations around him.
"What's so funny, Aug?" He smiled even wider and pulled out the chair next to him to allow me to sit. It made my heart flutter to sit near him, but I knew why he did it. Sitting there put my back to the wall so I could see the café around me. Made me less vulnerable, just one of my weird quirks he had somehow managed to pick up on.
"There are three women a few tables to your right who are trying to convince there other friend to come talk to me." I cringed, but forced myself to sound cheery.
"Should I head out then? Don't want her to get the wrong idea and ruin your chances now that you're free of Hearn."
"I'm offended that you would think I would want to spend my day off with anyone but my dearest Annie." He held a hand over his heart in mock dramatics as his smirk reappeared. I couldn't help but laugh despite the fact he meant it only as a friend. He flirted sure, but he flirted pretty much with every woman. I wasn't special. I was just another agent. I would always be just another friend. I picked up a menu to hide the fact I couldn't breathe enough to answer. As I glanced over the items Auggie leaned in a bit more.
"What looks good?" He asked, and I had to resist the urge to say he did. No way could I say that out loud, no matter how much I wanted to.