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Niccy Marino (little_niccy) wrote in lineof_fire_rpg,
@ 2008-01-21 18:56:00

Niccy/Roxy backdated: Furniture stores have new uses
Who: Niccy and Roxy
What: Sexin' up in a furniture store
Where: Thaniel Hall, Boston
When: A month before Halloween
Rating: NC-17, definitely.
Open? Negatory, log

	Niccy: Niccy was milling through the outdoor shopping stalls near Thaniel Hall. He was browsing for something, as he was being a total sap and wanted to get Roxy something for their one month anniversary. He'd strolled past the crappy bags and hat/scarf/glove sets, and had focused in on a booth containing crystal beaded necklaces and bracelets. "No, I'm okay." He waved the woman who'd just wandered over to him asking if he needed anything away, then rethought it. "Actually, I'm looking for something... Maybe you can help." Niccy fished his cell phone out of his coat pocket, flipping it open and scrolling through pictures until he found one of Roxy he'd taken the first night they met. "It's for her." The woman smiled, holding up a finger indicating him to wait. Niccy smiled, then turned back to the table in front of him, looking over the merchandise again. The woman came back to him, holding a necklace that brought a grin to Niccy's face. "Wow. Perfect. Thank you." He took the necklace from her, closing his hands around it and heading toward the small register, taking out his wallet. He eyed the necklace as he paid for it. His cell phone buzzed in his pocket, and he picked it up without looking at the caller ID, putting it to his ear. "'Lo?"
	Roxy: Roxy sat reclined back in the passenger seat of the black Buick that the FBI had sent she and her partner in. Her partner was busy jabbering on and on about the 'Amazin' Mets', quite obviously one of the very few New Yorkers who actually admitted to being a fan of a sports team other than the Red Sox. Roxy was tuning him out, her feet up on the dashboard as she munched on a carrot stick from the bag, preferring those to the pork rinds John was currently eating. 'Gotta pee.' John announced like it was the holy fucking most important thing he'd do today. Not far off, but still. She didn't need to know, thanks. Pulling out her second cell phone, the one saved for the Marino-faithful, she dialed Niccy's number and sighed as she waited for Niccy to answer. Upon hearing his casual answer, she smiled a bit before she spoke. "So, my partner is the biggest dumbass on the planet, and will not stop chewing with his mouth open, and I'm really bored." She paused a moment before she smiled to herself. "Hi."
	Niccy: A large grin spread over his lips as he heard Roxy's voice, a slight chuckle following. "Hey you!" He pressed the phone to his shoulder as he handed over a bill to the woman, taking the small velvet bag she handed him in return, slipping the necklace inside and pocketing it. If Roxy wasn't busy, she'd be getting it that day. "So, where are you that you're hanging out with your cromagnen partner? And can I come play too?" Niccy took his change and mouthed a thank you to the woman, flashing her a toothy grin before heading out of the booth and walking aimlessly toward the food court. He was going to get a pretzel. He waved through people, grinning like a dork to his cell phone. He'd missed Roxy, and was happy to hear from her, especially since he'd already been focused on her.
	Roxy: Her annoyance momentarily stilled, a wide grin spread across her face at his greeting. "'Hi you' back." She said, tilting her head to the side and leaning her forehead against the cool glass of the window. She was bored, she was sick of sitting around in a car with someone she really didn't want to be with in the first place. "By the mall." She said with a little sigh as she tugged her hand through her hair. "Oh sorry, you guys call it 'Thaniel Hall' or whatever, in attempts to make it seem much more fancy." She said, attempting to disguise her Southern accent for a moment. She chuckled a little at his request to 'come play' and she nodded, glancing out the window. "I'd love for you to come play, but my partner would feel like a third wheel, he'd get all sulky, write up a report. We can't have that." She said, smirking a little as she looked out into the dark outside, making sure that her partner wasn't on his way back.
	Niccy: Niccy's face lit up even brighter when she said she was near where he was, and he laughed. "I'm at Thaniel. Where are you?" He immediately started looking for the brunette, eyes panning over the crowd and sweeping back and forth. It was the weekend, and the farmers market was in full swing, so Niccy probably wouldn't have seen her if she was standing right in front of him. "I'm by the food court! I'm getting a pretzel. Come find me and I'll get you one too. I know how you like it hot and salty."
	Roxy: "Are you really?" She asked, her own excitement betrayed in her voice. She felt like some twitterpated school girl whenever she talked to him, but she'd long since gotten over caring. "We're parked out by the south entrance." She laughed aloud at his comment about the pretzel and pursed her lips out playfully. "Hot and salty? Well yeah, that's true ... and just a little twisted." She teased, biting at her tongue between her teeth. The fact that the two of them were so close, and they obviously were getting no where with this lead they were currently staking out, maybe she could take an extended break. It wasn't like her partner didn't have her cell number.
	Niccy: Niccy laughed along with Roxy as she continued the joke, and he eyed around the place for the south entrance. He spotted a dry cleaning van with an odd looking antenna on top, and he lifted a brow. Sure, Niccy wasn't into the cloak-and-dagger part of his brother's business, but he knew what to look for when it came to a surveillance van. He abandoned his pretzel quest and headed for the van, stopping a few hundred feet away. "Well, you should come pl- Oh gross. There is a guy humping the topiary near the south entrance. You see him?" Niccy made a quick dash for the giraffe topiary near where he'd arrived, pressing his crotch into it's ass and thrusting. He kept the straitest face he could, trying not to give away that it was him over the phone to Roxy. "Wow, he's going for it." Niccy pulled the phone away from his ear as he couldn't stifle a laugh, then made a growling face, rearing back and acting like he was spanking the giraffe's ass. He brought the phone back to his ear. "Damn, I should take some moves from this guy."
	Roxy: Roxy peered out the window, watching for him and caught sight of him bolting out of the mall. She chuckled a little, biting down at her lower lip as she saw him. She shifted in her seat, pushing herself up so she wasn't so slouched down in the less than comfortable seat. She laughed aloud as he made lewd gestures at the giraffe, and buried her face in the palm of her hand, shaking her head. "You are such a dork." She said, grinning as she glanced up to see him smacking the "ass" of the giraffe. "Poor guy, must not be getting any. Really, it's kind of pathetic, and surely if he did have a girlfriend, seeing that would make her think twice about sexing him up again." She laughed a little and glanced over, seeing her partner coming out of the mall. "I have to go..." She said, glancing around a bit, she tried to think of somewhere she could meet him in the short half hour breaks she'd get. "You know that furniture store by the food court?"
	Niccy: "He's got mad skills. It looks like he's a porn star." Niccy thrust a few more times, laughing a bit too hard to keep it up anymore. Plus, the neck of the giraffe was starting to wobble some. He backed off, watching the van, since he knew Roxy was looking at him. He looked around, backing away from the building until he could get a look behind it toward where the food court was. Immediately spotting the furniture store, he nodded. "Yeah, I do." A devious smirk crossed his lips. "Ms. Fisher, did you want to meet me somewhere?" He chuckled to himself, then headed for the store, a near jog to his pace. "I'll be there in 2 seconds." If she'd asked him to meet her in China, he'd show up dressed like Raiden from Mortal Kombat.
	Roxy: "That's no porn I'd want to watch." She teased, giving a mock shudder though he probably couldn't see her. She giggled a little, shaking her head as she leaned forward in her seat, keeping a wary eye on her partner. Grinning too wide to manage to hide it from her voice, she nodded. "Shut up, you know you wanna." She drawled, leaning her face against her phone as she blushed a little. "I'll be there as soon as I can get away." Smiling a little, she hung up her phone and tucked it away just before her partner came back into the van. Okay, so she wasn't being professional at all, she was being frivolous and maybe just a little careless, but right now she could use a relief. It was already day-two of a stakeout she wasn't even sure was going to pay off. As he began to talk about the conditions of public bathrooms, Roxy leaned forward and pulled her sweatshirt on. "I'm taking my break." She announced with a little nod before she hopped out of the car, leaving him with his radio to talk to. Hurrying across the parking lot, she glanced back toward the car before ducking inside, which would just be assumed she was heading in for food and a bathroom break. It helped that they weren't wearing their windbreakers with FBI written across the back. Heading into the mall, she casually made her way through the food court and toward the furniture store, keeping an eye out for Niccy.
	Niccy: Niccy waited in the furniture store, watching out the plate glass windows for Roxy to enter the store. He spotted her quickly, grinning to himself before he ducked behind the large armoire to his left. He followed along the line of furniture leading toward the back of the store, watching Roxy as he went. He ducked low behind a dresser, then grabbed Roxy's wrist as she passed, pulling her down to him. He immediately pressed his lips to hers, lacing his fingers through her hair. Niccy pulled back, looking into her eyes. "Hey." He stood up, grabbing her wrist again. He pulled her behind him, moving toward the bed section. The furniture store was slow, and they were going to 'test out' the mattresses.
	Roxy: A little yelp of surprise emitted from her when he yanked her out of the path she'd been going on, soon followed by a laugh as she batted her free hand against his chest. "You ass." She grinned, unable to keep a serious face as she leaned into him, following him wherever he was taking her. Her lips pressed to his eagerly, her hand smoothing over his chest and around his torso as they moved. "Hey." She said softly, nuzzling her nose against his as she smiled. Walking into the department store with him, she giggled and glanced around them, as if to make sure nobody was watching them and ready to escort them out of the store. "I've only got about a half hour." She murmured against his lips, her hands moving around him as she thought of a place the two of them could really be alone.
	Niccy: Niccy tugged Roxy behind him, smiling to himself. He glanced back over his shoulder and grinned at her. "Half hour is plenty. For me, at least. Not sure about you." Niccy laughed, then took Roxy toward the mattress section. The place was milling with people, and he grimaced. It wasn't like they wouldn't be noticed if he just shoved Roxy down onto an empty mattress and had his way with her. But he was damned well going to have his way with her. He was weaving through furniture when he spotted a door to the back storage area. Niccy made a beeline for it, pulling Roxy along behind him as his pace quickened. He pushed the swinging door open, and headed into the storage area. Niccy spotted a low stack of mattresses, and he headed for it. "Hello?" Niccy announced himself loudly, waiting for a response. He'd say he was looking for the bathroom if anyone responded. When he got none, he turned, pulling Roxy into him and wrapping his arms around her waist. His mouth closed on hers, and his fingers writhed their way up under the back of her shirt. "Hi," he growled against her lips, eyes opening slightly to take her in.
	Roxy: "Half hour is plenty for you." She repeated, rolling her eyes with a wide grin as she followed him, her hand tightening around his as they walked. She wished more than anything that they could just play and have fun, spend the night running around the mall then go home, but she had her assignments, and she had her responsibilities. Roxy, for the most part, had few big qualms about PDA, but with her position at the FBI, she couldn't afford any risks. Following him closely, a wry smirk twisted her lips as she reached down with her free hand and gave his ass a pinch, laughing a little to herself as she did it. She followed him into the storage area, glancing behind her to see if any angry employee was following them. Satisfied that they were alone, she pushed into him from behind, her chin resting on his shoulder. She was only there for a moment before he'd turned around and grabbed her. She kissed him eagerly, a little murmur of a moan escaping her lips and drowning into his as she kissed him. "Hi..." She mumbled back, her arms snaking around his body to pull him closer to him. "I missed you."
	Niccy: Niccy smiled, watching her for a second before he kissed her again, breaking away only long enough to say, "missed you too," before his lips closed on hers again. He took a large step forward, backing her toward the stack of mattresses that were behind her. His arm circled her waist and he picked her up off her feet, laying her out on the top mattress in the stack. The plastic that covered it crinkled under their weight, but Niccy paid no mind. His lips moved from her mouth to her cheek, down her jaw, and to her neck. His teeth grazed over her skin, and his fingers worked their way along the hem of her shirt, pushing it up to expose her stomach to him. He moved down over her, pressing his lips to her stomach as his hand continued to hike her shirt. He moved upward, dragging the tip of his tongue along her skin. They had very little time to waste, and while he wanted to talk to her, there simply wasn't time. Getting her to have an orgasm in the same timeframe as he'd get there was going to require some work. He pushed her shirt up enough to expose her bra, and his fingers hooked into the cup, pulling it aside as his mouth closed over her nipple. His tongue flicked at it, and he sucked hard for a second, releasing and moving back to her lips.
	Roxy: Kissing him back with an equal fervor, her hands gripped at his shirt and pulled up, the tips of her fingers reaching out to brush over his exposed skin. She countered his movements back, until her legs hit the mattresses and she was forced to sit back on them. Her body shivered a little as he kissed her neck, her hands raking up his back to free him of his shirt. She wanted to feel his skin flush against hers, and wouldn't settle for anything else. A breath hitched in her throat as he kissed her stomach, her hands finally tearing off his shirt and tossing it onto the mattress next to them. She shivered underneath his touch, her breath shuddering as she exhaled. "Jesus, Niccy..." She breathed, her nails raking through his hair. He wasted no time, and she was quite grateful for that fact. Her teeth grit together for a moment when his hand cupped her breast, a fire burning in her abdomen as she arched into his mouth. "Mmm...I missed this too..." She said, smirking a little as she bit down on her lower lip. She reached one hand to cup the crotch of his pants, rubbing her palm over his cock through his jeans.
	Niccy: He broke the kiss when she ran her hand over his cock, grimacing and groaning quietly. "Fuck." His hips pressed into her hand, and he bucked slightly before he dropped his head to her neck again. His lips sucked at her skin, being mindful not to leave any marks on her. That last thing she needed was to explain how she went on break and came back with a hickey. Niccy slid his hands along her sides, his thumbs hooking into the waistband of her jeans. He tugged, in vain, to remove her pants, then growled, pushing up so he could access the closure that was pressed between them. When he released the button and lowered the zipper, his hand snaked under her panties, sliding along her stomach until he found what he was looking for. His thumb pressed against her clit and he slid a finger inside of her, smirking at her when he found her already primed. "I can tell you've missed this." He grinned, working his fingers inside of her for a quick second. He was already hard and riled up. He didn't want to short her because he was Quick Draw McGraw. He pulled his hand away from her, extricating it from her jeans before he grabbed her hips, rolling her onto her stomach. He lifted her hips off the mattress and shoved her pants down to her knees, taking her panties along with. After a bit of work, his cock was exposed to the open air, and he pushed up behind Roxy, angling his member to slide inside of her with a quick, hard thrust. His arm looped her waist and his hand slid down her stomach, his fingers pressing into her clit and rubbing in small circles while he began long, slow thrusts into her. Quick and dirty. The only way one can in a furniture store warehouse.
	Roxy: Grinning a little at the way he reacted to her pushing into him, she let her fingers massage against him a little more. She rolled her head away from him, giving him better access to her neck. She wasn't entirely thinking about marks, so it was a good thing he was. Letting her fingers roam down his neck, she gasped a little, bucking up to press her body against his. "I don't wear baggy jeans." She said with a grin when he tried to tug off her pants. She lifted her hips up to allow him to pull them off, but quickly let them fall back when his thumb pressed to her clit. "Shit. Niccy." She growled through gritted teeth, rolling her head back into the sheet. She breathed an airy laugh as he commented on her arousal, and nodded her head. She groaned when he pushed into her, though the groan quickly turned into a frustrated growl when he pulled away from her. Her eyes flared open when he rolled her over, showing her a fervor she wasn't used to, but one that aroused her even more, if that was even possible. Her fingers gripped feebly at the plastic cover of the mattress as she rolled forward, her head bowing against her own shoulder. She looked back at him through half-lidded eyes, but soon squeezed them shut when he thrust into her. "Fuck!" She cried out, probably a little louder than she should have. Her usually gravelly voice was rougher as she let out a whimper, a stream of extremities growling from her lips. Her hand slid down to move over his, feeling his fingers moving on her clit. She gave another strangled whimper, her other hand snaking up behind her to grip the back of his neck and hold him tightly to her. She couldn't remember a time she was more turned on than right now, and didn't care to.
	Niccy: Niccy closed his mouth on her shoulder, nipping with his teeth as he pushed into her harder. His pace quickened as she responded to him. Niccy was being rougher than he normally would've been, always basking in the tender, passionate way he and Roxy seemed to have with each other, but right it was all about the race to the finish. His fingertips worked against her clit more quickly, Niccy holding himself back from being too rough with her. He bit into her shoulder, adding pressure until he heard a yelp from Roxy, then he backed off, his tongue soothing over her skin where he'd bitten down. His free hand slid up her stomach, tugging back the cup of her bra until his fingers could close around her nipple. His knees spread further and he pulled her back into him, sitting up slightly so she was upright with him. His hips thrust up into her, and he worked her body, his lips on her neck, his fingers working sensitive nubs, and his cock thrusting hard into her. Niccy released his mouth from her neck, growling low into her ear. "You feel so fucking good," he breathed into her ear, his voice coarse and strained. He fucked her as quickly as he could, the pressure of his fingers increasing on both her clit and her nipple. "I want you to come so hard you feel it back in that fuckin' van." He grinned against her ear before another growl ripped through him, Niccy finding it hard to hold himself back. His arms tightened around her, the motion of his hips working it's way through his entire body until his arms were picking her up when he pulled back, and slamming her back down as he thrust forward.
	Roxy: Her eyes squeezed shut as she felt him pumping into her harder, their coupled movements already forcing her dangerously close to that inevitable euphoria she had gone far too long without. Teeth gritting together, Roxy began to rock back toward him as best she could against his furious thrashing of his hips, meeting him and forcing him to thrust deeper inside of her. A hiss of a groan nearly growled from deep in her throat as she bowed her head forward to press against the mattress. A sharp pain seared into her shoulder, her fingers curling deep into the mattress before she finally let out a bit of a yelp when the pain began to surpass the pleasure it added. One of her hands moved to slide over his that cupped her breast, holding him there and relishing in the feeling of his warm hands teasing her nipples. She allowed him to pull her back, no way was she going to hold back from giving him anything he wanted. She began to move with him again, adjusting to their new position as tremors ripped through her body, building toward that inevitable climax. His voice in her ear made her shiver again, and she had to bite down hard on her lower lip to keep herself from coming right then. As much as she wanted to let go, she wanted this to last so much longer. "Mmm I don't think there's a chance in hell I won't..." She managed to gasp out, her eyes opening again as she felt that coil deep within her begin to twist and churn as she tried to hold off. Rocking her back again was the last movement she could take before a rough, guttural cry screamed from deep in her throat, her voice momentarily caught in a hoarse octave she couldn't entirely sustain. She shivered against his body as her orgasm ripped through her, her own movements stilling as she soaked in the full force of the orgasm he'd just given her.
	Niccy: He could feel her clenching around his cock, her muscles locking up as she neared orgasm. Niccy smiled to himself and thrust ever harder into her, his fingers working against her nipple and clit more quickly and with more force. "Come hard for me, Roxy," he hissed into her ear, and he felt it when she went over the edge. It somehow caught him off guard, the sudden hard clench of her muscles sending a spasm through him. His back arched, and his fingers continued to work Roxy, his hips lifting as he came hard. He grit his teeth against the loud shout that was trying to work it's way from his chest, trying to keep himself silent so they didn't get caught. Not that it would do much to stop him anyway. He righted himself, his lips going to Roxy's neck as he growled, sucking hard at the skin on the back of her neck. Niccy shuddered all over, his cock pulsing hard inside of Roxy as his orgasm came to an end. His mouth released from her neck, and he let his forehead rest against the back of her head. "Fuck me running, that was awesome." His voice was harsher than he meant for it to be, his throat slightly sore from trying to hold the sound of his orgasm back. He circled his arms around her waist, refusing to release her, even though they might be caught at any time, and they were both bare-assed in the middle of a storage room.
	Roxy: Her body rocked forward, one hand moving to brace against the bed as he came deep inside of her, another loud moan echoing through the room as she felt another shudder rip up her spine. His lips on her neck made her smile, and she couldn't help but think that she might have to come up with a thing or two to tell her partner about the bruises that just might turn up on her body in the next couple of hours. She sucked in ragged gasps of air as she closed her eyes, soaking in every last bit of the pleasure that pulsed through her body. A little breathless laugh escaped her lips and she nodded. "I have to agree with you there." She said, smiling as she hugged her arms over his, squeezing him tightly to her. she didn't want to let him go just yet. Her head rested back against his shoulder as one hand moved to lazily drape against the back of her neck. "I wonder if the store employees take advantage of this place like we did. It would be a damn shame if they don't."
	Niccy: Niccy nuzzled her cheek as she laid her head back onto his shoulder, his thumb dragging circles around her belly button. He pressed his lips to her cheek, smiling at her comment about the employees. "I'm sure they do. They all looked about 16, so you know they're fucking like rabbits." He smiled, tilting his head to look at her. He sighed happily, then frowned. "You have to go back to the van now, don't you?" He released his grip around her waist, reaching to adjust her bra and tug down her shirt. He moved away from her reluctantly, then stood from the mattress stack, tugging his pants and boxers back to his waist. Niccy looked over his shoulder, eyeing the room to make sure they were still alone. He turned back to Roxy, looking her over as she redressed herself. "Good god you're hot."
	Roxy: She smiled softly when his lips pressed into her cheek, her fingers sliding up through his hair a little as she toyed with the shorter strands of his hair. "Oh right..." She grinned, tilting her head back a bit so she could meet his gaze. "Thank God we've upgraded to fucking like dogs." She teased, leaning forward to quickly peck her lips against his. Her brow knit together at his frown, her own expression matching his. "Yes." She so desperately wished she could tell him she'd gladly stay with him, but she couldn't. Her body shuddered reluctantly as he pulled away, and a little murmur of an unhappy groan escaped through her slightly parted lips. Standing up, she tugged her fingers through her now-wild hair before she readjusted her still-twisted shirt and reached down to pull up her panties and jeans. Glancing over at him while he spoke, she grinned and tossed her hair a little, huffing a breath as she did so. "Well, I'm glad you think so, otherwise I might have a little inferiority problem." Gathering her hair into a ponytail, she threw it up in a messy bun, securing it with the hair tie she had around her wrist before she hurried over to him, her arms looping securely around his waist. "I think I'm starting to like this whole stake-out thing." She said with a wry smile as she leaned up on her tip-toes and kissed him.
	Niccy: Niccy smirked and looked down at her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. "I'd like to too, except for the 'I can't see you longer than it takes to give you an orgasm' part of it. That'd get old." He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, nuzzling her nose with his before he pulled back. "Go on, git." He released her shoulders, pushing her away while he still could, before he pulled her into his arms and carried her to his car and took her home. "Go back to your hotdog eating partner. I'll leave after you. I want to watch you walk away." He grinned at her, then swatted her hard on the ass, grinning at the yelp that came. He followed her a few paces behind, his eyes glued to her ass.
	Roxy: Smiling a little into his lips, she nodded briefly, but only parted from his lips for a few seconds. She couldn't entirely stand to be out of contact with him for more than was absolutely necessary. "What? All sex and no cuddling makes Niccy a sad boy?" She teased, bumping her forehead softly against his. She sighed, pouting her lips for a few moments before she finally pushed her hands against his chest and walked backwards from him. A little bit of a blush flushed her cheeks at his comment, but she quickly cleared her throat and forced that away. "Do your thing, babe." She said, letting out a sharp gasp when he slapped at her ass. "You're so going to pay for that later." She warned, pointing at him though she grinned as she said it. Giving him one last beaming smile, she turned and walked out of the storage room, not bothering to glance around as she did so.
	Niccy: He followed her at a quick pace, keeping distance between them until something popped into his mind. Being Niccy, he obliged his mind. He took a few long strides to catch up to her before she left the store, wrapping an arm around her waist and pressing his lips roughly to her ear. "Think about my cock, deep inside you, thrusting hard, making your eyes roll into your skull and your toes curl until your feet cramp while you sit in that van, Fisher." His tongue flicked out to catch her earlobe, and he sucked hard for a split second, then he was gone, pushing the door open and loping out into the sunlight. He laughed to himself as he saw Roxy still standing in the doorway when he looked back over his shoulder. He headed toward his car, reaching into his pocket for his keys and found the small satchel that contained Roxy's gift. "Damn." He shook his head, stuffing the satchel out of the way as he retracted his keys. He thought about Roxy the whole ride home, and decided that he'd call her when he knew she was at home. Maybe they'd have a little phone sex.
	Roxy: Roxy would have been content, well content enough to head back to the van without a look back, but when she felt familiar arms wrap tightly around her, she couldn't help but smile a bit. Before she could open her mouth to speak, his lips were pressed against her ear, making her flush a deep shade of crimson as she leaned back into him, her mind already going exactly where he wanted it to go. Her mouth gaped open, eyes wide as she listened to him, wishing for that moment that she could turn around and push him back into that storage room. A visible shiver coursed down her spine as he left her standing there, her head reeling for a bit before she cleared her throat and squared her shoulders to walk back to the van. She stopped to grab a pre-wrapped sandwich, as she knew she'd be starving by the time she got back to the van. Walking outside, she found her head was still a jumbled mess as she climbed up into the car. You okay there, Fisher? She barely had realized her partner sitting there, but nodded. "Yep, never better." She said, as finally a wide grin spread across her face.