Who: Geoff and Ali When: Thursday evening; 28, April Where: Ali's flat What: Hanging out Rating: Lowish for now - some snogging and language Status: Incomplete
Geoff ran a hand through his hair, frustrated as he stared at his journal. This case was getting to him and he knew it. Sighing, he leaned back and relaxed into his couch, wondering what they were going to do. Brocklehurst was complicating matters and Drew wasn't seeing straight. He wasn't so sure his friend and partner was seeing things with a completely clear eye and that worried him. Their last case had ended up with Geoff being heartbroken and he didn't really want to see his friend go through that. What a fucking mess. Drew clearly was getting attached and that never ended well. Sighing, he stood up, deciding that he needed to get the fuck out of his flat before he went bloody fucking mental. There wasn't much to do this afternoon. His meetings had gone well and he'd stumbled on some interesting news and between that and Drew's revelation... well, it was going to be make things a little more interesting and speed the pace up just a bit.
His mind started working, thinking of ways he'd use Brocklehurst to get in deeper. They'd have to talk with her about her options. He doubted she'd just give them information without anything in return. She'd be an idiot not too and she was definitely not an idiot. Frustrated, Geoff headed out the door and disapperated, landing in front of Ali's building. Well, no time like the present to enjoy some time with a good friend and an even better shag-mate. Ali was a brilliant friend and an amazing woman. Plus, he'd known her forever. There were no surprises.
Opening the door and walking in, he found her on her couch. "Hey," he said, plopping down next to her. Grinning at her, he leaned over and brushed a kiss over her lips. "Where's Bell? I fully expected naked lesbian sex."