Xoverland Challenge
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a_qTitle: Little Getaway
Fandom: Criminal Minds / NCIS
Pairing: Spencer Reid / Abby Sciuto
Word count: 360
Notes: written for the challenge "Vacation". Just a little silly romantic ficlet (always wanted to write these two as a pair, here was my chance)
”I feel like I should check with the team to see if they are doing alright, even though I know everything is fine. Is that strange?”
”Not at all. Very rational psychological need. Also, I want to do the same.”
They stared at the phones laying side by side on the table of the hotel room. They had promised and swore, twice, that they wouldn't use the phones when they were having their first weekend getaway. They hadn't imagined it would be this hard.
”Though Timothy said that he would block all the calls from my number until Sunday evening. It could have been just an empty threat. What do you think?”
”Garcia said that she would reroute my call to somewhere in outer Mongolia. I'm almost certain she was kidding.”
”Almost?”
”Sometimes I don't catch the jokes. I'm too literal. Then again, Garcia could do it. So maybe she was speaking in all honesty.”
“I like that about you, dearest.” Abby said, and poured molted chocolate over her fruit salad. The warm air gushed from the open windows, filling the room with the sound of waves and the scent of the ocean. “You are not worried to say what you mean. So, when you say you are having fun, you are telling me...”
“The truth. Yes. I'm having fun, great fun.” Spencer said, stabbing his fork into the chocolate covered mess. “Though, I would feel better if we would make the calls.”
“Me too. But we promised. Gibbs made me promise, and I can't break that.” Abby sighed and licked a spot of chocolate from her finger. Spencer followed the performance with rapt attention.
“Hotch forced me to promise too. Morgan gave me hints how to pass the time if in doubt.”
“Really? Anything worth trying? I mean, that bed looks pretty sturdy.”
“Yes, I agree.” Spencer wiped his hands on the linen napkin and stood up. “The phones are not going anywhere, are they? Maybe we should give this vacation concept a proper try out?”
Abby grinned. “Race you to the bed!”
Fandom: Criminal Minds / NCIS
Pairing: Spencer Reid / Abby Sciuto
Word count: 360
Notes: written for the challenge "Vacation". Just a little silly romantic ficlet (always wanted to write these two as a pair, here was my chance)
”I feel like I should check with the team to see if they are doing alright, even though I know everything is fine. Is that strange?”
”Not at all. Very rational psychological need. Also, I want to do the same.”
They stared at the phones laying side by side on the table of the hotel room. They had promised and swore, twice, that they wouldn't use the phones when they were having their first weekend getaway. They hadn't imagined it would be this hard.
”Though Timothy said that he would block all the calls from my number until Sunday evening. It could have been just an empty threat. What do you think?”
”Garcia said that she would reroute my call to somewhere in outer Mongolia. I'm almost certain she was kidding.”
”Almost?”
”Sometimes I don't catch the jokes. I'm too literal. Then again, Garcia could do it. So maybe she was speaking in all honesty.”
“I like that about you, dearest.” Abby said, and poured molted chocolate over her fruit salad. The warm air gushed from the open windows, filling the room with the sound of waves and the scent of the ocean. “You are not worried to say what you mean. So, when you say you are having fun, you are telling me...”
“The truth. Yes. I'm having fun, great fun.” Spencer said, stabbing his fork into the chocolate covered mess. “Though, I would feel better if we would make the calls.”
“Me too. But we promised. Gibbs made me promise, and I can't break that.” Abby sighed and licked a spot of chocolate from her finger. Spencer followed the performance with rapt attention.
“Hotch forced me to promise too. Morgan gave me hints how to pass the time if in doubt.”
“Really? Anything worth trying? I mean, that bed looks pretty sturdy.”
“Yes, I agree.” Spencer wiped his hands on the linen napkin and stood up. “The phones are not going anywhere, are they? Maybe we should give this vacation concept a proper try out?”
Abby grinned. “Race you to the bed!”