A/N: Finally did this!
Pairing: Lang/ Shih-na.
Prompt: From SierraSilver
Disclaimer: I've written about 150 of these. And nearly all of them are a different sentence. This counts as a different sentence opening to me saying I don't own this.
One Question
He'd lied to the paramedics, he'd lied to his superiors, hell, he'd lied to everyone and said that he was fine. He just needed a minute with her.
Lang did his best not to limp as he made his way to the patrol car she was being held in. He opened the door and slid in next to her without looking at her.
"Lang." She said. She hadn't looked at him either. She didn't need to. You spend that much time with someone, you learn to recognise things, you recognise them without even knowing it, without thinking. You recognise their smell, the sound of their breathing, even the way they enter a car.
"I only have one question."
She nodded. Her sudden movement made his eyes slide toward her. He couldn't see her face; it was hidden behind a curtain of her hair as her handcuffed hands forced her forward slightly. He could still make out her shape though. Not that he needed to. He knew every inch of her, every freckle, every curve.
He couldn't remember the first time it had happened. It had become so natural to them. They weren't romantic, not really. And it wasn't really about feelings either at first. On some nights when he was alone, when he was waiting on something for a case or needed to let off some steam, or when he just missed human contact, she would come to him. Somehow, she always knew.
She would tap lightly on his door, at first. Eventually she bypassed that and would silently walk in. Not saying a word until he did.
He never once turned her away.
Truth is, he thought, he couldn't turn her away. She was the closest person to him after all. It was no secret that he had little time for anything else outside work. And the way that she moved captivated him. The way she would do anything- anything for him. She was the closest person to him, the closest he'd been to having a girlfriend. And yet he didn't even know who 'she' was.
"Lang?"
"You lied to me." He said and she nodded. No point trying to deny it, especially since it was him.
"Who are you?"
"What?"
She was the closest person to him.
"I don't even know your name."
Double update!