Weathered 23

A/N: M rating.

Sunday - 8:30 am

Tucson, AZ

x x x

They switch drivers after a morning gas stop and Alex drives them into Tucson.

Unfortunately, hotels won't let them check in before 11:00 am. They need sleep, a shower, and a change of clothes more than food, but decide to go looking for a breakfast spot. At least there's coffee.

"Maybe I should have sent you in to flirt with the hotel desk clerk," Alex teases, as she exits a hotel parking lot.

Bobby smiles at her comment and continues looking at his binder.

On the south side of town, Alex pulls into the parking lot of a café. Moments later, they're seated at a booth. Bobby has the tablet open, searching for hotels. He moves over to sit beside Alex in the booth so they can look through their options together.

"Something nice and relaxing. Out of the way," he suggests.

As a server sets their coffee cups and water glasses on the table, they decide on breakfast items and place their orders.

When the server leaves, Bobby returns his attention to the tablet and tosses out a few hotel suggestions to her. He notices Alex looking a little distant. "Are you okay?"

She scanned every customer in the café, and newcomers too, wondering if Malik would appear. It didn't matter that they had tried to remove or disable any tracking devices.

"I still have that feeling we need to keep looking over our shoulder. He'll find us before we find him," she answers.

He puts his arm around her. "I think we'll be okay. We'll find a hotel. Check in as soon as they let us and get some sleep. It'll look better once we've had time to regroup. Figure out our next move."

He's right about their need for sleep. Maybe it'll give her a better perspective on things. She meets his eyes and they exchange a kiss.

At least they're finally working together.

xxx

11:15 am

Tucson, AZ–Canyon Inn

Bobby opens the door and they carry their bags in to their suite. They chose a spa hotel that offers some extra comforts. They're only planning to shower, have dinner, and spend one night here, but the place is cozy and doesn't resemble a cookie-cutter motel room.

Bobby had hoped for relaxation and a good night's sleep last night until they were interrupted.

His priority is Alex. More than anything else, he needs her to be okay.

She walks past the bathroom and wardrobe areas and looks over the room.

The curtains are open, providing a view that overlooks a canyon and some mountains in the distance.

"Nice," says Alex.

Bobby glances around and nods. "Looks good."

They set their things down. Bobby retrieves his burner phone and calls Dunkirk. He sets it to speaker so Alex can hear.

He updates the Chicago senior agent on the fire from last night, their concerns about Malik and their decision to leave Phoenix.

"I understand your reasoning," says Dunkirk. "Agent Lewis is going to be hopping mad, though. She's your boss."

"Malik has federal agents on his team. We don't know who that is in the Phoenix office yet. In order to stop him, we have to work alone. I know that goes against what Agent Lewis wants, but I think this is the right move. Eames and I know how to protect ourselves and each other, and we've had a lot of success closing cases."

One day, Bobby shared his and Alex's backgrounds with Agent Dunkirk, also explaining why Alex was in Witsec. He needed his former boss's help to bring Alex to Phoenix so they could collaborate on closing the case. Fortunately, Dunkirk was supportive of the plan, which reinforced Bobby's trust in his former boss.

"I trust you, Goren. But I'd like to know your plan when you have it worked up. It'll make it easier for me to run interference. As for the fire, I can try to get Agent Lewis to oversee the investigation," says Dunkirk. "But you know it's going to get complicated and messy if you two keep her at arm's length for too long."

"Just need a couple of days."

"I'll do what I can."

"Also, I was wondering if your cabin in Tucson is available. We've got a hotel for tonight, but Eames and I need a place to stay for a few days. You told me one time it was pretty remote."

"Yeah. It's available. There's a code for the lockbox."

Dunkirk gives him the cabin address and code, and Bobby writes it down. "Thank you, sir."

"I assume you're using this number for now?"

"Yeah. It's a burner."

"Keep me up to speed. And be careful out there."

"We will. And thanks."

"Goodbye."

Bobby ends the call and they look at one another.

"Good. So, that's done," says Alex.

"Yeah… Umm…" He looks down at himself. Although he tried to clean up in restrooms along the way, he still notices soot from the fire on his skin and the jeans he threw on before they left. "I should probably grab a shower."

"Okay," she responds. Alex sits on the bed while Bobby goes into the bathroom. Rather than nap, she'll wait and hop into the shower next. A minute later, she hears the water running.

She grabs the remote and turns on the TV, looking for something to distract her from her concerns.

She's watching some old movie for a couple of minutes and the water suddenly shuts off in the shower. Bobby walks out of the bathroom in a towel. "Eames…?"

Alex turns the TV off and looks over at him. "Yes?"

"It's a nice shower. You want to join me?"

Her heart does a flip.

"Umm… Sure."

xxx

After kicking her shoes off and leaving them with her bags, she walks into the bathroom behind him and shuts the door.

It's a nice bathroom. Very spa-like, just like the rest of the place.

Alex's eyes drift around nervously. Bobby's just standing there in a towel. Droplets of water on his skin. The scent of whatever earthy-pine soap he used wafts toward her. He looks so good.

She hasn't moved, though undressing seems like the next logical step.

Alex lifts the shirt up to take it off, remembering that while dressing quickly this morning, she pulled the shirt and jeans on over the tank top and shorts that she wore to bed. Not exactly sexy.

Then Bobby steps up to her with his sexy dark eyes and that cute grin that has always gotten him what he wants in the way of information from a female suspect or witness. "Would it be okay if I help?" he prompts.

She gives a nervous laugh and mumbles, "What?"

"Help you get those off?" he adds.

"Okay," she agrees.

He removes her top and sets it on the counter.

"Except I didn't get to help you," says Alex.

"I was dirty from going back into the house during the fire. I wanted to clean up a little before I invited you in."

"I don't mind," she grins. "You'll have to owe me."

Bobby chuckles. "Got it."

She doesn't stop him when he reaches for the button of her jeans and unfastens them, then pulls down the zipper.

The jeans prove to be a comical interruption to her undressing.

It takes holding onto his shoulder and the sink counter, while Bobby pulls on the pants legs for the jeans to come off.

Dammit, why did she have to grab the skinny jeans?

Both of them are laughing about it.

The pair of gray shorts she slept in comes off while he's removing the jeans and they end up stuck inside the jeans leg.

All that remain are the tank top and panties, and when he glances up into her eyes for permission, she nods.

This is definitely turning her on right now.

She also trusts him. At any point, she knows she could say no, and he'd stop. No questions asked.

Alex lifts her arms, allowing him to remove the tank top. He gives her breasts a lingering look and then lifts his eyes up to meet hers. Bobby's hands anywhere on her body is sexy, but the eye contact from him just puts it over the top.

He touches the seam of her panties, then looks at her again to make sure it's okay. She gives a nod, and he gently pulls those down and she steps out of them.

Bobby turns back toward the shower and turns the water on. After giving it a few seconds to warm up, he invites her to step in.

He removes his towel, hangs it beside the shower door, and they enter.

She isn't staring at his body. She is definitely stealing glances.

Needing a distraction, Alex looks over the shower area. There's a shower gel and shampoo dispenser on the wall. A couple of short ledges for guests to set their personal soap, razor, or other bath items. There are towels and wash clothes rolled up neatly on a rack along the back wall of the shower.

She steps under one of the two showerheads to rinse off. After reaching for a washcloth, she gets some soap and starts washing her feet, legs, chest, and stomach. Bobby, who seems to have already showered, washes his hair.

As she's rinsing off her legs, Bobby's rinsing the soap out of his hair. She reaches for more soap from the dispenser to wash her back.

"Can I?" Bobby gives her that gentle smile and reaches his hand out for her washcloth.

"Okay," she says, handing it to him. Bobby scoops her hair out of the way and washes her neck, her back and her ass, then finishes by washing her arms.

"I don't mind washing the front again."

Why not?

He runs the cloth over her chest and down her legs to her feet, bending down as he does, then he stands up and gives her a peck on the lips before she goes to rinse off.

"Do you need to wash your hair?" he asks, while wringing out and hanging up the washcloth.

"Yeah, I'd better." As she reaches for the shampoo, he steps in again.

"Can I?"

She chuckles, rolls her eyes, then, "Okay." Holding her arms up to scrub her hair gets tiresome.

Usually, a shower 'together' is just an excuse for sex and then during the last 2 minutes of lukewarm water, the couple hurries to actually wash off.

Bobby just wanted some alone time with her and he's being so sweet.

It could still end in sex, and she's open to that.

He gets some shampoo from the dispenser and begins washing her hair.

Okay, she loves this too. He's doing a great job of scrubbing her scalp.

"You're better than the shampoo girl at my salon in Queens."

Bobby laughs. "It's not even my best attempt."

After the shampoo is rinsed out, they stand under the showerhead together; arms wrapped around each other, exchanging smiles and kisses. It's perfect.

"So, tell me about this uniform fantasy of yours?" asks Bobby.

Alex laughs. "Oh, it's nothing. But you look great in a uniform."

"Thanks," he replies.

"What about you? Any fantasies?" she asks.

"Taking a shower with my partner."

So incredibly sweet.

They resume kissing. Their kissing soon escalates to them running their hands over each other, while flush up against each other. The height differences make certain things difficult, but neither one is prepared to let it stop them.

They pause the kiss to catch their breaths without letting go.

"Shall we continue?" Bobby teases.

Those eyes. That tone. So sexy.

Alex just nods.

Bobby kneels down in front of her. He takes her hand and guides it to the ledge. "I suggest you hold on."

Okay… Damn.

He keeps his eyes on her, touches the inside of her thigh to move her legs apart a little, then puts his mouth on her.

Alex tilts her head back and gasps.

The tip of his tongue brushes over her center. Then again. And again. He keeps his movements light and teasing.

She quickly realizes why he wanted her to hold on to the ledge. He reaches his hands up to her hips. The combination of him touching and stroking the back of her thighs and her ass, and parting her legs for better access while his tongue dips inside of her, is making standing difficult.

She knows he's watching her. He increases her sensitivity in that spot by holding back just a little until she arches her hips forward.

She widens her hips more at his suggestion. Bobby moves his tongue in circles and every so often gets close to her clit. She's so sensitive to what he's done so far that he doesn't have to touch the spot before she comes. But as she does, he gives her the extra bit that puts it over the top.

Alex's moans and gasps fill the room as she climaxes. She clenches the ledge with her hands while her orgasm overtakes her body.

It's been too long since she had sex. She's had a few solo episodes while missing Bobby. After he left her in Chicago, she didn't know when they'd meet again. And if they did, would they be able to pick up where things left off?

This shower was perfect.

Bobby wipes his mouth and then stands up and gathers her into his arms and holds her while she catches her breath and slows her heart rate.

She rests her head against him. A few emotions return for too many reasons. She's so grateful for everything he is to her.

They leave the shower, dry off, and return to the bedroom.

Bobby finds the hair dryer and dries her hair, then combs it for her.

"You know I can do that."

"Of course. I just like helping."

Moments later, he closes the curtains, shuts off the lights, and they get into bed together.

She lies on her side with Bobby behind her. Alex looks over her shoulder. "So, isn't it your turn?"

"My turn?" he repeats.

"Your turn." What he did in the bathroom was amazing, and she's ready to return the favor.

"Maybe later. Let's get some sleep." He kisses her, then nuzzles her neck. They fall asleep within minutes.

x

4:15 pm

A few hours later, she awakens to Bobby kissing her neck. He's also running his fingers over her breasts, her stomach and her hips. He uses the pads of his fingers. Very teasing-like.

If he's trying to get her worked up, he's succeeding.

He sits up a little and begins kissing her shoulder, then returns to her neck.

Alex gasps when his mouth covers the spot behind her ear while the pads of his fingers tease her nipples.

"You're awake." She says with a little sarcasm in her tone.

Still lying on her side, she lifts one leg and allows him to place his length between her legs. She presses him against her, getting his cock wet and both of them ready for more.

Alex turns over and gets on top, straddling him, then guides him inside of her.

Their eyes meet. She lifts her hips up and begins thrusting slowly over him until she adjusts to him and then quickens the pace. As she gets comfortable, she arches her back to give them both more stimulation.

She misses his lips and leans forward to kiss him a few times. Bobby, while in a playful mood, flips her onto her back and then takes over, thrusting into her.

Alex laughs at his boldness, but can't complain. After channeling his sexy, dark-eyed gaze into her eyes and leaning in for more kisses, he lifts her hips and positions himself to go deeper inside of her. Bobby resumes thrusting harder and faster until she's fisting the sheets, arching up to meet his thrusts and yelling his name as she climaxes.

Bobby continues his thrusts, following her a few seconds later. He rolls off of her onto his side, then onto his back.

During his orgasm, he also shouted her name a few times… Her first name.

As they're lying on their backs. Bobby reaches for her hand to hold. They lie there quietly, catching their breaths.

Alex smirks as a thought crosses her mind. "So, that's all it takes to get you to say my first name?"

Bobby laughs loudly.

"For years, I used to wonder," she adds.

"I'm just used to saying 'Eames.' I think 'Alex' is a beautiful name."

"Thank you. You can yell it out in the heat of the moment. I just like hearing you say it."

"Good to know." He gives her hand a squeeze.

"If you say my first name whenever we're on the job or just in public, I'll know what you're really thinking about."

He chuckles. "Yep. Every time." He rolls onto his side again and props his head up. "So, will either the shower activities or this one give me driving privileges?"

Alex laughs. "Good one!"

"Had to try."

"Okay, it might."

Bobby laughs again. "I'll remember that."

She shifts a little closer to him. Bobby puts his arms around her. They lie there for a few minutes before drifting to sleep again.

xxx

7:30 pm

Alex wakes up a couple of hours later. She's getting hungry. They'd slept a good chunk of the day away.

Beside her, Bobby's got his tablet on the bed and his binder is open in his lap. He's writing some notes.

"Hey Bobby."

He looks at her. "Hi. How'd you sleep?"

"Good. You been awake long?"

"About 20 minutes. Did some research."

She sits up in the bed. "What's this?"

He shows her the tablet that displays a map of Tucson, but it's zoomed in on a lot. "Here's where I think they are."

"It's an empty lot."

"There's a small warehouse. Mostly falling down, so it's easy to overlook. I've driven past it. It has to be where they're setting up. It's a place where they can store weapons or supplies. Before you got here, I had the Amarillo agents checking other properties recently purchased or abandoned and nothing turned up. Unless they've buried a crate underground, it has to be here." He picks up his binder, sets the tablet aside, and shows her his notes. "This is step one. We'll have to go in aggressively."

Alex reads the page and a half of notes he had written. As she finishes, she says, "Okay. Not sure how the feds will feel about it. That'll definitely get Malik's attention."

xoxoxo