Heya, everyone! I got the idea for this joke while talking to Confused about practical jokes on VDO by Kathryn Erbe, and this came to mind. This is also my shortest story ever, I think. 205 words! But it's cute. So enjoy, and please remember to review!
Disclaimer: Not mine!
This is dedicated to Paige, cause she started the whole thing!
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Alex Eames walked into the Major Case building. As she approached her desk, the other detectives couldn't help but notice the dark circles under her eyes and the yawns that she tried to hide. And the fact that she had arrived before her partner.
As she sat down, Mike Logan swaggered up to her and leaned against her desk. "Hey, Eames, where's the big guy?" he asked, and she leaned back in the chair and tucked her hands behind her head.
"Sleeping. I left him handcuffed to my bed over at my apartment," she said casually, and Mike nearly fell over.
An hour later, Bobby Goren stumbled into the squadroom, yawning and rubbing his bloodshot eyes. And no one missed the way he kept his wrists carefully covered, but occasionally paused in whatever he was doing to rub them.
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"Have a good shower?" Alex purred from the bed, and Bobby grinned at her.
"It would've been better if I wasn't alone," he pouted, and she raised up on her knees and ran her hands through his wet hair.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed the glint of the handcuffs lying on the floor, and he grinned and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his chest.
"Ready for round two?"
The End!
A/N: Okay, there ya'll have it! Thanks for reading, and please remember to review!