HOLY CRAP I ACTUALLY MADE IT TEN DAYS! YAY ME!
Please R & R, and if you have any ideas that you want to see, I'd love to hear them.
Flames will be fed to my dragon.
Rated: K
Characters: Alex Blake
Agent Blake held her cell phone in her hand, feeling the vibrations reverberate down her arm. She knew it was her husband calling, again. It wasn't that she didn't love him, or wasn't happy he was home; she loved having him around and not in South Sand-istan anymore. No, what she didn't want was to hear about the "opportunity" to leave the wacky family she' been accepted into and move to Harvard after working so hard to return.
It wasn't even that she didn't want to hear about it. It was that she couldn't give her husband the one answer he wanted. She wanted so desperately to say yes, to leap into his arms and run off into the sunset that was Boston, but… she had something else, another opportunity to fix her reputation, to right past wrongs.
She let James' call go to voicemail as she sat in her desk to complete some files.