OUR car?! (RP with isabelowens)

[agentcampbell]

Campbell had been preparing to check his blood sugar when Isabel had flounced in and practically slapped him in the face with a pair of panties in a small plastic baggy thing. She distracted him and stabbed his finger much harder than he should have. "Ow, fuck!" he cursed, dropping the small monitoring lancet onto his desk. He quickly smeared the blood droplets onto one of the strip and shoved it into the small electronic meter, then pushed out of his chair to stalk over to Isabel's desk.

"What?!" he cried in aggravation, throwing up his hand.

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[isabelowens.livejournal.com]

"And here I was thinking that what we really need in a job like this is people that care about us. So go! Have your healthy sex life. I'm going to actually some work assuming you ever let me near the photocopier."

She glared at him, nostrils flaring in anger. "And for the record, I don't hate you. I've never hated you. You should know better than that, loser."

[agentfraser.livejournal.com]

"What we really need in a job like this is to not go home to an empty apartment every single night thinking the be all and end all is dead kids," Campbell added. "To know that human contact beyond stuffing your nose in a case file twenty four seven actually exists out there. To know that there may be an iota of a chance to find love... again."

He stepped away from the photocopier and waved his hand towards it, indicating he was done with his roadblocking of it.

[isabelowens.livejournal.com]

"I know that, James," she replied as she opened the lid for the copier. "I just don't need to be sharing my bed with a different stranger every single night on the off chance I'll find something worth keeping. There isn't anything worth keeping. Not for me. Not anything outside of my family, and maybe you." She cleared her throat and pressed her palm against her forehead. "Even if you piss me off."

[agentfraser.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes is just easier to lick the icing off the cake rather than keep the whole thing. Because sometimes before you know it, the whole thing is gone before your eyes right when you realise how much you really, really want it. Sometimes licking the icing off is easier and less messy..." Campbell stopped, the metaphor making his teeth (and his chest) ache.

He looked away with a sigh. "You broke my snark, you know. Now I don't even want to go and draw boobs on your filofax."

[isabelowens.livejournal.com]

Isabel had crinkled her nose at the metaphor, beginning to think that there wasn't much hope in trying to grasp what he was trying to say. Instead she took a wild stab in the dark at what the gist of it was. "I don't want to spend the rest of my life licking the icing off... cakes. It's just going to make me ill."

She glanced over at him as she finished programming the copier. "How the hell did I break your snark?"

[agentfraser.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well, better that than losing another special cake..." Campbell's hand went to his breast pocket, patting around as if he was looking for something. "You being all pissy and cranky and accusatory. Gives a guy a tension headache."

He went to the pocket on the other side. "Fuck, I need a smoke."