Title: All-Nighters
Author: knightshade
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own them.

Author's Notes: This was a response to Tomy's Sunlight challenge. It's just kind of a 'day in the life' type scene. Thanks to Tomy for the beta read.

All-Nighters

Bonnie watched as Kitt slowly backed down the ramp. She could always tell who was driving – Kitt was the more careful of the two. That and since the semi was stationary, there would be no high speed 180 degree turn at the bottom, and therefore, no real reason for Michael to want to drive.

Instead of closing the ramp immediately, as she would do if they were moving, Bonnie decided to leave it open for a while. It was a beautiful morning, clear with only a few clouds trailing across the sky. The ramp was facing east and the sunlight was streaming into the bay, clearing out the stale blue, fluorescent glow that she had been working by overnight. Bonnie sat down at the top of the ramp, her back against the inside edge of the trailer, her arm resting casually across the tops of her bent knees. It was amazing the effect sunlight had on her body. An hour ago, she had been dead tired, barely able to keep her mind focused on making the appropriate adjustments to Kitt's sensors. But now that the sun had risen, she was alert again, and trying to decide whether she should put on a pot of coffee or try to take a nap. An hour ago, there wouldn't have been any question.

Michael had brought Kitt in late last night, as usual, because he was having problems with his sensors. Actually, she couldn't complain too much, because instead of hovering over her asking when Kitt would be ready, Michael had crashed in one of the semi's bunks. It worked out well that way – she could tinker at her own pace without feeling rushed, and he got some rest before getting back to the case. Normally she could do without the all-nighters, but sometimes they did have advantages.

Bonnie leaned her head back against the edge of the semi, admiring the waving fields of hay around her. At least she thought it was hay, not having grown up anywhere near farms, she wasn't exactly sure, but it was very pretty. She breathed in the light summer breeze. It had a faint, earthy smell to it that was a little sweet and somehow very reviving. She couldn't ask for a more perfectly peaceful moment.

She wasn't sure how long she had been sitting there before she was interrupted by the twitter of the videophone. She glanced down at her watch -- seven o'clock. That would be Devon, looking for status on the case. Bonnie let the tone sound once more before getting up. It looked like it was going to be the pot of coffee this morning.

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-knightshade
July 5, 2004