Disclaimer: I don't own Bones.
GeorgieNZ: LOL Tennessee is a big hike from NZ =D but hey if that's your thing. I was just wishing/wanting to hire someone to pack my stuff. =( Moving is too expensive to actually do it.
Angelbach: Interesting you said that about Daisy, my beta said the same thing ROFL! Foreshadowing of the future /wiggles eyesbrows. I couldn't resist having him do acrobatics it would be so them =D. Tomorrow wait no tonight. Husband wants to go sign the lease and start taking boxes over tonight..arrccckkkaahghhgh (is that even a noise?).
Nertooold54: I couldn't resist the jab at Booth. DB does the whole CG thing so well...huh maybe cos he is Catholic? Anyway, it was just too easy =D
Yenyen76: I'd love to jump if I only had six thousand dollars to throw away /rollseyes but it does sound like fun =D Oh and while I was getting my son some juice he thought you should know ftr693 (whatever that means. But I thought I should tell you just in case you know what it means)
Jenheir1: No worries =D recovering is waayy more important. You can always go back and review when you're feeling better ;-) Glad you enjoyed the 'reunion'.
Thanks for your reviews guys. I can't tell you how much I appreciate them!
Chapter 43 – Those are Not My Keys
He turned her so her legs were facing out the back of the truck and let her curl up. The way she was sitting, she wasn't kicking anyone and was comfortable. She murmured and twitched, Legates held his breath praying it wasn't a nightmare. She settled and then her stomach rumbled under his hand. He let a grin slide across his face.
"What's so funny, Legates?" Addison asked, with an amused look on his face.
"Nothing," Legates answered. The truck pulled to a stop and Legates picked Michelle all the way up. Standing up, he jumped from the back. She grunted and twitched, totally surprising him by not waking up. Walking to his truck, he grunted then sighed.
"Forethought, sweetheart, it's a good thing," Techie said from behind him.
"Thanks for the tip. Get my keys," Legates said.
"Where are they?" Techie asked with a look of consternation on his face.
"Hip pocket of my jumpsuit," Legates said. Techie grimaced as he stuck his hand in Legates pocket and reached for the truck keys.
"Those are not the keys, those are not the keys," Legates yelped. Techie snatched his hand out with the keys clutched in them. Legates started laughing at the look on Techie's face.
"Dude, that was screwed up," Techie said, stalking to the other side of the truck.
"I love you too, honey bunches," Legates said, following Techie around the truck. After unlocking the truck, Techie opened the door, leaned in and pushed the seat back.
"Thank you," Legates grunted as he gently lifted Michelle into the seat.
He quietly closed the door and walked back to the truck to get their gear. Climbing into the back, he grabbed his and her gear. Slinging them over his arms, he jumped out of the truck. He walked back to the hanger and turned in their gear.
"Where's your girl, Legates?" Michaels asked with a laugh.
"Sleeping in the truck," Legates said, grinning and jerking his thumb towards the truck.
"You two didn't kill each other up there?" Michaels asked, laughing at the red color on the top of Legates' ears.
"No, but when she wakes up she might kill me. I may or may not have done some acrobatics with her," Legates admitted sheepishly.
"Nah, she liked it. If she's got enough gumption to let you jump off a plane with her strapped to your chest then she had fun," Michaels said approvingly.
"Yeah, well. Now, I gotta get her home," Legates said.
"Yeah, don't have too much fun and don't forget to come back," Michaels said, waving.
"As if," Legates laughed as he walked away. The guys in the hanger watched Legates walk away. Techie let out a grunt then sighed.
"Guess I'm gonna sleep in the lounge this time," he groaned.
"Nah, she's going to be tired because of the switch from straight O2 to oxygen mix," Michaels said wisely.
Techie shrugged and turned in his gear. They heard Legates' truck start then drive away. Legates drove through the base and looked at his watch when he pulled to a stop at a red light. Drumming his thumbs on the steering wheel, he drove to Charley's Grilled Subs and parked. He leaned across and dropped a kiss on her forehead.
He got out of the truck, locked the door and walked to the sub shop. He returned to the truck carrying a bag and three drinks. He got back in the truck and set the food down by her feet. He put the drinks in the drink holders then set the carrier to the side. Driving carefully, he got them back to the dorms and parked. Rolling his eyes, he glanced around wondering how he was going to manage this one.
Grabbing the food, he got out of the truck and carried it around to the other side. After setting the food on top the truck, he unlocked and opened Michelle's door. He stood with his hands on his hips trying to figure out how to carry her and the food. Techie walked up and stood in exactly the same stance as Legates and stared at Michelle like Legates was doing. They stood there for about three minutes before Legates realized Techie was standing there.
"Are you doing to help? Or just stand there?" Legates asked Techie with mock irritation.
"As long as it doesn't involve me putting my hands in your pockets, yes, I will help," Techie said, grinning.
Legates punched him in the arm, then locked the truck door, leaned in and swept Michelle up. Techie grabbed the food and pushed the door closed. They approached the barracks and Techie used the hand with the bag in it to open the door. They walked through the door to the shouts of the men in the lounge. Legates passed the lounge without stopping to say anything.
"What's with Legates?" Romero asked, looking over at Davis.
"We took Michelle out for a night jump and she fell asleep on the way back to the hanger. Apparently, she still hasn't woken up," Davis answered, taking a sip of his drink. Romero snorted and took a sip of his beer.
"That sure looked like a jump pack to me," Romero said. Jones laughed at Romero and lifted his beer in salute.
"No, that was Michelle," Brown told Romero with a frown.
"I think I'll just check tonight and see," Jones said sneakily.
"Not really a good idea," Goodman said.
"Why is that?" Romero asked with a laugh.
"Well, if he doesn't catch you, she will and one of them will kick the crap out of you," Perkins said, grinning. The guys went back to drinking and watching TV.
Techie opened the room door and let Legates through. Legates carried Michelle around the bookcases and laid her on the bed. He walked to the dresser and pulled out a tee shirt. Walking back to the bed, he pulled her clothes off, struggling slightly with the tight under clothes he'd given her. Leaving her panties on, he pulled a tee shirt over her head after removing her bra.
She growled in her sleep and rolled over. She pulled the pillows up next to her. Shaking his head, he gathered up his stuff and went to take a shower. Techie was sitting on his bed, reading something on his phone and eating a sub.
"You didn't take the club sub did you? I bought that for Michelle," Legates said.
"Nope, took a steak sub," he said, licking oozing cheese from his finger.
"Okay," Legates said. He was in the shower when he heard the door from the other side open.
"Stay out of my room," Legates hollered.
Jones let out a grunt, spun on his heel, and returned to his room. Legates finished his shower quickly and pulled on his shorts. Walking out to the room, he dug through the bag, putting Michelle's sub and drink in the fridge. Grabbing his drink and sub, he walked to the bed and sat down. He set the drink on the night table and unwrapped his sub in his lap.
Looking down at it, he frowned then rewrapped it. Carrying them both back to the fridge, he stuck them in. Walking back to the bed, he flicked the light next to the bed off and stretched out next to her. She rolled over and snuggled in next to him. As his eyes drifted closed he heard the outer door click closed. He was woken up by Michelle thrashing on the bed. She sat up with a jerk, her breath coming in fast gasps.
She whimpered in fear at the darkness surrounding her. Legates sat up, reached over and turned on the light. Her eyes were dilated in fear and her body covered in a fine sheen of sweat. He ran his hand down her arm then gently pulled her down against him. She let out a ragged sigh and tried to breathe deeply to calm down. Eventually, they drifted back to sleep with the lamp still on.
Michelle's eyes blinked open and her eyes drifted to the clock. Her eyes drifted closed until the fact that it was 8am registered. She jumped from the bed quickly and pulled on her clothes. Dropping a kiss on Legates' forehead, she bolted for the door.
Both men's eyes blinked open at the sound of the door closing but hearing nothing else they drifted back to sleep. Michelle sprinted down the hallway, out the door and down the block to the metro. She took the metro to campus and got to her class five minutes before it started. She flopped down next to Tanya and let out a sigh. Tanya glanced at her and frowned.
"Can I borrow a pen and some paper?" She asked her friend with a grimace. Tanya handed her a pen and some papers. Michelle finished with her class and left the room. Tanya followed her out the door and out of the building.
"Come on girl. You owe me a coffee and an explanation. Oh and call Brittney she's been blowing up my phone asking about you," Tanya said. Michelle's eyes went wide and she gasped.
"Oh crap. Give me your phone. I left mine in Josh's truck," Michelle said, waving her hand. Tanya handed her the phone. Michelle punched numbers in and held the phone to her ear.
"Brittney it's me. I fell asleep last night. I'm fine. My phone is in Josh's truck. I'll see you later," Michelle said then hung up. Sighing, she glanced at Tanya. Tanya waved her hand and Michelle dialed Legates' number. Legates jerked awake to the sound of his phone.
"Hello," he answered.
"Hey, Honey. Sorry I ran out without waking you up. I had a nine o'clock class and was going to be late," she said.
"Hey, it's all good. Did you have fun last night?" He asked her with a smile on his face.
"Are you kidding? That was great," she gushed. He chuckled at her enthusiasm.
"Do you have classes the rest of the day?" He asked her.
"No, I have Chemistry then I'm done for the rest of the day," she told him with a smile.
"When is that?" He asked, glancing at the clock on the table next to the bed.
"On my way now so about an hour," she said, hurrying across the plaza.
"You meeting me for coffee after?" Tanya hollered, splitting off towards her class.
"Yeah," Michelle answered, waving.
"I was talking to him not you," Tanya said, laughing.
"Tell her I said yes," Legates said, biting the inside of his cheek.
"He said yes," Michelle told Tanya. She waved and disappeared into Woodhull House Building.
"Oh, can you bring me my phone please?" She pleaded in a tone he would never deny.
"Yeah, Techie marked last night as training so we get today off," he told her indulgently.
"You spoil me rotten," she said, smiling.
"I know. Where do you want me to meet you?" He asked her with a chuckle.
"Did you just say I know?" She said, astounded that he agreed with her. He laughed and rubbed his hand down his face.
"Capitol Grounds Coffee shop," she told him.
"Uhhh," he said, trying to remember where it was.
"It's on Pennsylvania Avenue," she told him softly. He ran his fingers through his hair and grunted.
"Okay, an hour or so?" He said confirming the time.
"Umm hmm," she agreed, opening the door and entering Corcoran Hall.
"Okay, I hear you're inside so I'll see you in an hour at Capitol Grounds Coffee shop," he muttered, running his hand down his face and yawning. She stopped next to the wall and cocked her hip.
"Didn't you have to check in this morning or whatever?" She asked with narrowed eyes.
"Nope, Techie filled out the paperwork yesterday saying we were training last night so we don't have accountability until tomorrow. Remember?" He muttered, swearing that he had told her he had the day off.
"Okay, I need to get to classes so I'll see you later," she said, smiling.
"Umm hmm," he muttered, rolling from the bed.
"Bye," she said then hung up before he responded.
He looked at the phone and snorted. He had a feeling that was for the spoiling her comment. Walking around the room, he gathered up his clothes and threw them down on the bed. After pulling on his jeans, he walked into the bathroom. He was standing in front of the mirror shaving when Romero walked in bleary eyed.
"Where's Michelle?" Romero asked with a half assed smirk on his face.
"Class," Legates muttered around his razor.
"Yeah, whatever. I still say that was a jump pack last night," Romero grunted. Legates stopped shaving and looked at Romero.
"Jump packs do not have feet and why the hell would I bring one home with me?" Legates asked with a narrow eyed look.
"Dunno. Anyway, they're sending us out AGAIN. Don't they ever send ya'll out? I mean you've been here for months and we've only seen you leave for a week at most," Romero grunted.
"We spent a year in Afghanistan, jackass," Legates pointed out.
"Eh, I guess," he said.
"How long?" Legates asked, returning to shaving.
"So far as I can tell three days but you know them. Who the hell knows," Romero answered as he left the bathroom.
Legates turned back to the mirror and finished shaving. He rinsed the rest of the gel off his face and headed to his room, patting his face with the towel draped around his neck. Throwing the towel into his hamper, he sat down on the bed and opened the cabinet under his bookcase. Digging around, he pulled out the two books and began flipping through them. He was close to tears by the third bookmark. She had made notes on the book markers.
Rock-N-Roll- We can do this but if you use my boobs as a hand hold we might have issues
In the Maelstrom of the head- Is this even possible?
In Foot there is Truth – We'll need a stool for this one.
Stairway to Heaven – Think the guys would mind?
He flipped the book closed and placed it back under the bookcase. He was laying on his back with his arm over his face laughing when Techie walked in.
"What's so funny?" Techie asked, looking at Legates as if he'd lost his mind.
"Notes Michelle left me," Legates gasped between laughs. Techie shook his head and sat down on his bed. Pulling out his engineering book, he began to read.
"Okay, I gotta go. Meeting her for coffee," Legates said, still chuckling.
Pulling on his shirt, Legates grabbed his keys. Glancing around, he made sure she hadn't left anything else and left the room. Walking down the hallway, he thought about getting a jacket but shrugged. He continued down the hall, down the stairs, out of the building and into his truck.
He dug around and found her phone and wallet before starting the truck and driving off. After parking, he walked into the shop and looked around. He spotted Michelle sitting with Tanya. He walked in and put one hand on the table and one on the back of the booth seat. Lifting his hand from the table, he showed her the wallet and phone in his hand. She reached out to take them and he yanked his hand back.
"Payment," he said, grinning from ear to ear.
She leaned forward and up to captured his lips in a slow sweet kiss. He was so wrapped up in the feel of her mouth on his that he missed her arm reaching out and snatching her phone and wallet.
"Mine," she said against his lips.
He smirked and tried to sit down in the booth next to her. Tanya watched in amusement as Legates tried to push into the booth and Michelle wouldn't let him. Her mouth fell open when his hand disappeared beneath the table and Michelle squealed. Tanya laughed as Michelle scooted back, letting him in the booth. He grunted and looked at her coffee with greedy eyes.
"Aww, poor baby. Did you have to get up before ten in the morning?" Michelle said, giggling at his fake grouchiness. He grunted at her and reached for her coffee. Tanya watched as Michelle moved her coffee out of his reach.
"Ehhh, I brought you your phone and wallet," he whined at her.
She sighed and pushed him with her hip. He slid out then slid back in when she walked over to the counter. She came back a moment later carrying a plate and a cup. She slid them in front of him then slid in next to him. He leaned over and placed a kiss on her cheek.
"Awww," Tanya said, grinning.
"I'd have kissed you if you brought me coffee and food," he said with a charming smile.
Michelle narrowed her eyes and slipped her hand beneath the table. Legates sucked in a breath and started choking on the coffee he'd started sipping. He felt Michelle's hand traveling up his thigh.
"Are you okay?" Tanya asked with a dismayed look on her face as he continued choking.
He shook his head as he coughed. Michelle smirked at him and Tanya raised her eyebrow. He casually dropped his hand to his lap and wrapped his fingers around her hand.
"So you kiss all your waitresses?" Michelle asked with a smirk as she leaned in towards him. He quirked an eyebrow at her.
"Nope just the pretty ones that give me jars of cheesecake dip," he said, smirking.
"Speaking of, was that stuff any good?" Tanya asked with a completely serious look on her face. Legates turned a leer on her and wiggled his eyebrows.
"Very, very good," he said, making her laugh.
"Oh me oh my. I'm going to want details," Tanya murmured, raising an eyebrow at Michelle. Legates snorted and looked over at Michelle.
"So what do you have planned for the rest of the day?" Michelle asked Legates with a smile plastered on her face.
"Gym," he grunted.
"Oooooo, can I watch?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows.
"You want to watch a bunch of sweaty men grunting as they...you know what don't answer that," Legates said chuckling.
"It's not like I'm interested in any of them but you," Michelle murmured.
"Uh huh, I know you're lusting after Techie, admit it," he teased her. She started giggling and dropped her forehead to his shoulder.
"Yeah, he's just my flavor," she said between gasps of laughter. Tanya shook her head and smiled at them.
"So, have you started getting your shit together?" Tanya asked, looking over at Michelle.
"No and it will have to wait a bit longer. I'm going to be spending all my free time at the lab. I have a paper due next Tuesday," Michelle said.
"You're going to wait until the last minute aren't you?" Tanya said, sipping her coffee.
"Probably," Michelle admitted. Legates turned his head slightly and looked at Michelle.
"To do what?" He asked her with a smile.
"Pack," she said.
"Where you going?" He asked, swallowing and hoping it was not far.
"Tanya and I are moving into an apartment. Actually, not far from your dorm," Michelle said.
"Ahh," he said, raising an impish eyebrow at her. She shrugged and took a sip of her coffee.
"So you're going over to the lab?" Legates asked Michelle.
"Not today. It's a federal investigation and Cam informed me that today would be identification of the remains. So, not today," Michelle sighed.
"And tomorrow?" He asked with a confused look on his face.
"Tomorrow will be the full autopsy or at least an autopsy of what is left of the remains," Michelle said, shrugging.
"Icckk," Tanya said.
"I've heard and seen worse over the week we spent locked up in the lab," Legates grunted then chuckled.
"I didn't hear any gross conversations," Michelle said, frowning slightly as she searched her memory.
"Let's face it Michelle, your family has made you redefine disgusting," Tanya said, making a disgusted face.
"No, I don't remember any even remotely disgusting conversations," Michelle said, frowning. Legates wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her in close to his body.
"You were sleeping, Sweetheart," he muttered. She rolled her eyes and glared at him.
"I spent a lot of time sleeping," she muttered mulishly.
"Did not," he argued. Tanya watched the two of them with a smirk on her face. He let out a resigned sigh and looked at the ceiling.
"It was after I came back from Philadelphia," he grunted.
"Ahhh," Michelle said.
"What happened when you came back from Philadelphia?" Tanya poked with an interested look on her face.
"We had a bad day," Legates said shortly.
Tanya sat back at his abrupt change of tone. Michelle propped her head in her hand and grinned at Legates. He let out a groan and looked at her with a scared look.
"You're going to ask me to help you move aren't you?" He said with a groaning whine.
"Um no," Michelle said, sitting back and sipping her coffee. Legates rolled his eyes and heaved a sigh.
"Alright, Alright, you guilted me into it," he grunted.
"No thanks," Michelle said, lifting her nose in the air.
Tanya snickered as she realized Michelle was going to make him do it and he'd be happy about it. Or at least pretend to be happy about it. Michelle looked over at Tanya.
"So, Dwayne offered to help right?" Michelle asked with a smile on her face.
"Yeah, he said he'd help," Tanya said, nodding.
"So, Booth will help. Hodgins, and Dwayne," Michelle said, ticking off the names with her fingers.
"Sure, that should take care of the boxes and whatnot. The bed and couch is being delivered by the company," Tanya said, sipping her own coffee. Legates rolled his eyes and took a bite of his sandwich.
"You know what, we could ask Techie. I bet he'd be happy to help me move," Michelle said thoughtfully. Legates snorted, chewed then swallowed.
"Don't bet on it," Legates muttered.
"The guys wouldn't mind helping their little sister move would they?" Michelle asked, looking at Tanya with a raised eyebrow.
"Not if they're good brothers," Tanya said, leaning on her hand with a grin. Michelle leaned forward and sighed.
"I'm going to love that bed all to myself. Ummm California King air bed with a memory foam mattress topper, piles of pillows and a down comforter. Mmmm," Michelle said dreamily. Legates' eyes narrowed and he scowled at her.
"That's just mean," he grumped. She looked at him with wide eyed surprise as if she'd forgotten he was there.
"What? I was just talking about my new bed I ordered," she said, blinking owlishly at him. He shook his head and started chuckling.
"Okay, okay, okay I'll help you move," he said with a sigh.
"Nahh that's okay. I know you don't want to," Michelle said, slowly shaking her head.
"Baby, I was being a smartass. You know I have no problem helping you move," he said, frowning at her.
"Are you sure?" She asked, leaning on her hand and looking at him.
"Baby, I was going to help you before the bed comment. The bed is just added incentive," he smirked.
"The bed?" Michelle said, her face covered in amazement.
"Yeah, new beds need to be broke in," he grinned. Tanya burst into laughter and clapped her hands. Michelle snorted and glanced at her watch.
"Tanya, you're going to be late for your class if you don't leave," Michelle told her.
"Yeah, so we'll talk about this later," Tanya said, standing up.
"Yeah," Michelle agreed. Legates offered Michelle a bite of his sandwich. She shook her head and moved into the seat Tanya had just left.
"Well that conversation was just all kinds of wrong," Legates grumped.
"You were the one who whined before I even asked," Michelle pointed out.
"I know but I wasn't serious," he told her with phony irritation.
Michelle shrugged and took a sip of her coffee. She stretched her legs under the table and twined her ankles through his.
"So you're going to the gym today?" She asked, watching him eat.
"Yeah, that's the plan," he said.
"I'm not sure what I'm doing. I have a feeling this will be an easy ID. The victim still had fingers so I'll probably end up at the lab at some point today," Michelle said, rubbing her forehead.
"How's the paper coming?" He asked, twitching his eyes at her.
"Eh, lots of research notes, have an outline done," she smirked.
"Oh you are being very evil aren't you?" He asked, wincing at the poor professor's fate.
"Oh, yeah. Professor is going to love my paper," she grinned. Legates shook his head and sighed.
"I'm starting to feel sorry for this professor," Legates muttered.
"Don't," Michelle said with a laugh.
She ran her finger over the handle of the coffee cup. He watched her and smirked. She wanted to go with him to the gym but wasn't asking. Well, shit she already had. He let out a sigh and shook his head. He finished his sandwich watching her watch foot traffic outside the window. The silence was comfortable and he liked it.
After finishing his coffee and sandwich, he sighed and stood up. Walking to the register, he bought a bottle of water and walked back to the table. Michelle raised an eyebrow at him and he shrugged.
"I've been abusing my body for the last few weeks and if I don't start eating right I'll get fat," he said. Michelle giggled and shook her head.
"That's a first, a guy being worried about getting fat," she said, grinning.
"Hey you don't get a body like this by abusing it," he smirked, gesturing to his body.
"Guess I'm a bad influence," she said, frowning. Reaching across the table, he grabbed her hand that was lying there.
"Hey, I'll do the extra time in the gym if that means I get to hang out with you," he told her seriously. She cocked her head and looked at him through her lashes. She shot him a sweet smile. Standing up, he turned to look at her.
"You coming?" He asked her with a smile.
"Sure, why not. Not like I'm doing anything else," she said, standing up.
She followed him out the door and to his truck. He unlocked the doors and she opened the passenger's side door. Looking up in the door then down at the runner, she sighed. She stepped up on the runner and used both sides of the door to swing up into the truck. He sniggered at her and she glared in return.
She turned and looked at the door with a grunt. Grabbing the hand hold, she leaned out of the truck and grabbed the door with her finger tips. The door swung closed and she smiled with her achievement. Legates pulled out of the parking lot, trying not to laugh as she reached around to buckle the seat belt.
"Don't laugh at me because I can't close the door to this huge ass truck. I mean I need a freaking step ladder to get in," she chuffed, crossing her arms.
He chuckled and wove his way through the traffic. His eyes shot to the group of young women crossing the road in front of them. Michelle snorted and put her elbow on the window ledge.
"What?" He asked, glancing over at her.
"Put your tongue back in your mouth, dear," she said, shaking her head.
"What? People walked by and I looked," he said, trying to hide the fact he'd been looking.
"Umm, hmm and the fact that it's a group of bouncy, blonde, skinny girls means nothing?" She asked, having way too much fun baiting him.
"What? No, I didn't even notice," he said loftily, lifting his nose in the air. She burst into laughter and shook her head.
"You are such a bad liar. I don't care if you look just don't touch and don't compare," she muttered.
"They wouldn't even begin to compare," he said, grinning at her.
"Suck up," she said. He pulled up to the visitors' center and parked.
"What are we doing here?" She asked looking at the building next to the gate.
"Signing you in. Not just anyone can go running around on a military base you know," he said.
"Oh, yeah that's right. Techie did this..." she trailed off then unbuckled her seat belt.
She pulled out her wallet, opened the door, and used the handle above the door to swing out onto the runner. After jumping down, she turned to close the door.
"Good thing I was a cheerleader. Otherwise, you'd be lifting my fat ass into the truck like you did the deuces," she laughed. He snickered and put his hand at her back.
"Yeah, like it was an issue," he snorted, guiding her into the building.
Legates looked up in surprise when he saw Lewis standing behind the counter. She looked up and smiled at the sight of Legates.
"Well, well, Corporal what can I do for you?" She asked, shuffling papers across the desk.
"Need to sponsor Michelle," he said, pushing Michelle towards the desk. Lewis turned a narrow eyed look to Michelle.
"What is your purpose on base today?" Lewis asked primly, pulling out a sheet of paper. Michelle scrunched her face and decided to go with honesty.
"To watch a bunch of sculpted, hot, sweaty men work out," Michelle said, smirking at Lewis. Legates rolled his eyes and snorted lightly. Lewis' mouth pinched as she wrote on the paper.
"You're expected length of stay?" Lewis said, still writing on the paper.
"Eh, what do you think?" Michelle asked, looking up at Legates.
"Let's just get you a 24 hour pass," Legates said. Michelle nodded and looked over at Lewis.
"I thought you were CID, Lewis," Legates said, looking over at her.
"I decided after a week of working the last case that it was not my thing and asked for a transfer. Dead bodies are gross," she said, glaring at him.
"Sorry to hear that," he said honestly.
"Sign here please," Lewis said, pushing the paper towards Michelle. Michelle signed the paper and pushed it back.
"I need your ID please," Lewis said, putting stickers on the paper and pushing it towards Legates.
He signed at the appropriate place as Michelle handed Lewis her ID. Legates reached in his pocket, pulled out his wallet and dug out his ID. He handed it to Lewis and waited as she made copies of the ID's. When she came back, she tore off a paper card and handed it to Michelle.
"Please make sure to stay with a card carrying Military member while on base. Please observe the rules and if asked, present this card as proof that you are allowed on base," Lewis said crisply, as she handed the card to Michelle.
"Thank you," Michelle said quietly, putting the card in her wallet.
Legates led her out of the building and back to the truck. He unlocked the truck and opened the door for her. She started to climb into the truck and he took pity. Putting his hands on her hips, he boosted her into the truck. She sat down and smiled at him. He grinned and shut the truck door. Walking around the truck, he climbed into the driver's side, started the truck and pulled onto the base.
Michelle watched the movement on the base as he drove to the gym. She recognized a few of the vehicles as he parked the truck. He got out and stepped up on the runner and opened the toolbox. Digging around for a moment, he pulled out a gym bag. Michelle, opened the door and jumped down with an 'omph'.
A/N: What's up for tomorrow..oh yeah MOVING /squeal...sorry wait you wanted story umm... expectations, testosterone, googlie eyes, weight, creepy eyes, sexual aggression, Cinderella, the truck, pie, Spanish lesson, vocabulary, fun and games, movies, going Ocelot, flesh eating beetles, confusion, irritation, things done behind Legates back, Star Wars, and matching socks.