RP with isabelowens | Just like old times

[agentcampbell]

James first day back on the job in the FBI. It was... surreal. More than. First, he was aware he was still undercover but it didn't bear the weight it had over the last few months. This sort of thing was a piece of piss for him. The work had never been the problem; it had been trying to convince himself he was okay without his family. It had been impossible.

But now he was back and it was like putting on an old pair of slippers... only someone else's slippers. Everyone had been stunned when he walked into the conference room after Pierce telling the department he had a 'surprise' for them. One chick even ran out to throw up, and James just figured it was a bit drama queen-esque considering he hardly knew her. The guise he was back, but amnesiac was easy to pull off. It was about acting, but sooner or later the dust would settle and no one would even think about it. Everyone still called him 'Campbell', even though he kept correcting them that it wasn't his name. It was going to take some time to sink in. Some tried to nudge some information out of him, but he had the blank look down by now.

Only thing was, he needed some time to adjust himself and by the time the afternoon came, he was escaping up to the roof for a smoke. This was like coming home. The familiar rooftops, the familiar breeze on his face all this way up above the city. He took a long drag on the cigarette and closed his eyes, tilting his face up to the sky as he blew the smoke out. It was going to be okay.

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[isabelowens.livejournal.com]

"Nice of you to invite me up," Izzy said as she neared him. She was being sarcastic, the Australian bastard not even mentioning to her that he was disappearing for a smoke. Still, even after months apart Isabel still had radar for when he was lighting up. Plus it had to be that time, she was feeling under pressure herself, even if she'd back in the office for a few weeks.

It was just getting harder to keep the lies up, even though she needed to lie for James' sake. She came up beside him, and rest her chin on his shoulder, on of the benefits of being close to his height. "So, what's it like to be back, Fraser?"

It was also a conscious effort for Izzy to call him that, taking a lot of her energy. Truth was she missed calling him Campbell, and sometimes she just didn't call him anything. Ever since she'd found out he was alive she'd been confused about what to call him.