Up and Down (Part 2)
When Eve reached the car and saw that it was still in one piece, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Whenever she left Flynn alone, she somehow expected something bad would happen. It wasn't that he messed up whatever he touched (this happened only occasionally, anyway...), but he seemed to be a magnet for trouble. It would find him, and it would find him almost every time when she wasn't there to help him.
So when she got back to the car, she felt relieved. At least now she would be there to protect him.
But when she slid onto the driver's seat, Flynn wasn't sitting shotgun, greeting her with his big smile. She experienced a moment of horror.
But then she heard someone snoring on the back seat. It was the Librarian, his bare feet proppedup against one window, shoes on the floor, his head against the window on the opposite side. He was using his jacket as a pillow. Even though the posture looked uncomfortable, he was sound asleep, snoring, his eyes moving rapidly behind his eyelids.
His tie had slid down from where it had presumably sitting before and now covered one of his ears and part of his left eye. He looked ridiculous, but it remembered Eve of their first meeting and she started to grin.
Eve looked him up and down and felt this special, prickling, bubbling feeling surface inside her, the one she only got when she was with him.
When Flynn opened his eyes, Eve was sitting on the driver's seat, looking back at him. She was smiling widely, her eyes shining, a slight blush creeping over her cheeks. He grinned back at her and thought that she was the most beautiful thing he had seen all day long.