For this story I am going to be posting every day (or twice the next day if I happen to miss a day). Which means completing this story in about 10 posts…can I do it? That’s a challenge in itself! We shall see I guess.
- RSL
DISCLAIMER: All STFBEye characters and episodic descriptions belong to the Johnson Brothers and their production partners. All dialogue in this story that is a direct quote from the series will be in shown in green.
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SEEING RED
Fall Challenge Story
Began: October 23, 2008
Special Agent Myles Leland the third leaned back in his chair and let his eyes slowly drift around the room, taking in the goings on surrounding him.
He watched as Special Agent Tara Williams, the team’s computer genius and the only female agent on the team as she tapped her pen, the one with the little streamers on the end, against her cheek thoughtfully. She was concentrating intently on something on her computer screen. Myles always marvelled at the perky blonde’s knack when it came to computers. Many of their cases had been solved thanks to her prowess around computers.
He remembered Bobby once asking her if there was anything she couldn’t do. She had replied. “No, but there are some things I won’t do.”
His eyes then drifted to the desk nearest Tara’s where the Team’s rotor, Lucy Dotson was sitting. At this moment the young woman was on the phone arguing with Randy Pitts, the Bureau’s Vice President of Office Services and Lucy’s supervisor. Myles certainly didn’t envy Lucy’s having to report to Randy on a daily basis. He was sure he would kill the man if he was his immediate supervisor. He had spent a month under Randy’s authority a couple of years ago and that had been more than enough. He admired Lucy’s forbearance in dealing with the annoying little man.
His eyes than travelled to the desk at the furthest edge of the Bullpen, where Special Agent Dimitrius Gans used to sit before his permanent promotion to the position of Unit Supervisor. The desk now had a new owner, one Special Agent Jordan Freeman. He had been brought into the team, fresh from Quantico, two weeks ago when D’s promotion was formally announced. So far Freeman had proven to be a good agent, though he tended to be a bit cocky at times. But they would soon have that beaten out of him.
Myles’ eyes travelled from the young agent seated at the desk to the older agent seated on it. Special Agent Bobby Manning was regaling Freeman with some of his tall tales of growing up in the Australian outback. These tales were all ones that the rest of the team knew to be bogus, as Jack aptly said whenever Bobby got going on his Australian upbringing. “The closest he’s ever gotten to the outback is the steakhouse.” However the young rookie was hungrily lapping them up, hanging on Bobby’s every word, which further encouraged the eager storyteller.
The next person to fall under his gaze was Sue Thomas, the team’s Special Analyst. It had been four years last week since Sue had joined their team and Myles rejoiced everyday that she had. Of course he hadn’t felt that way at first. In fact in the beginning he had been anything but happy with her appointment to their unit but now he couldn’t imagine the place without her.
He’d almost had to though. Actually he wouldn’t have had to imagine her absence from the team as it had almost become a reality. Back in the spring Sue had been offered a promotion and transfer to the New York office. At first she had, after much deliberation, decided to take the job. But then at the last minute she had changed her mind and decided to stay. Why, she hadn’t really said but Myles was sure that it had a lot to do with a certain dark-haired Special Agent that sat at the desk next to Sue’s.
Special Agent Jackson Hudson. Myles eyes shifted to the man in question. Lawyer, ex-SWAT sniper and team leader of the Surveillance Unit and not to mention the not-so-secret love of Sue Thomas’ life. Which worked out well since she was the even-less-secret love of his life. The problem was that even though everybody else in the unit – and possibly the Hoover building – knew that Jack Hudson and Sue Thomas were in love with each other they both refused to admit it, especially to each other.
When Sue had accepted the transfer to New York everyone on the team, including Myles himself, had had such high hopes that this might just be the catapult the couple needed to admit their feelings for each other. Even when Sue had decided to stay Myles had secretly entertained the hope that Jack might still make a move, perhaps being scared enough by Sue’s threat of leaving to stake a permanent claim on her. But that hadn’t happened. Even though Myles was sure that he had interrupted something of that sort in the hallway on what was supposed to have been Sue’s last day nothing else has come of it. Now after almost six months have passed, Jack and Sue were still dancing around each other just as much as before. Dinners, lunches, movies, Little Bookworm club, Deaf club, walks with Levi in the park all made under the guise of friendship. Who did they think they were fooling? Each other maybe, but certainly not the rest of the world.
Myles continued to watch the pair thoughtfully for several minutes as they kept sneaking looks at the other when they thought no one, especially the other, was looking.
Since when did we revert back to Junior High? Myles wondered to himself with a disgusted shake of his head. Those two are hopeless. Then suddenly a thought occurred to him. Maybe it’s time someone gave Sir Jack a taste of his own medicine. And I think that someone may be me.
After a few minutes of plotting his course he finally rose to his feet, straightening his tie and jacket and then headed casually for Sue’s desk, making sure to position himself in such a way that Jack could see him as well as Sue.
When Sue didn’t look up at his approach he instructed the Golden Retriever sitting at her side. “Levi, get Sue.”
The canine obediently placed a paw on Sue’s leg causing her to look up. She started slightly in surprise when she saw him.
“Oh, hi Myles. Is there something I can help you with?”
In a tone just loud enough for Jack to hear, but hopefully not loud enough to attract the attention of the others in the room he said. “Actually, it’s almost lunch time and I was wondering if you were hungry.” He imitated the sign he had seen Jack use a thousand times over the last four years when he wanted to ask Sue out for a meal.
He noticed she looked even more surprised than before. He also noticed Jack’s head pop-up when he asked the question.
“As a matter of fact I am.” She replied. “Why do you ask?”
He gave her a warm smile like Jack would have done. “I was wondering if you’d like to join me for lunch. Just you and me.” He heard a bark of protest and glanced at the one responsible for it. “And Levi too, of course.” When he looked back to Sue he had to work hard to hold back the laugh that wanted to erupt at Sue’s dumbstruck expression not to mention the confused frown he could see on Jack’s face out of the corner of his eye.
Sue’s mouth opened and shut a couple of times before she finally managed to say. “That sounds fine. What did you have in mind?”
Still speaking in a relatively low tone he said. “I thought maybe we could try that new Italian place that just opened up a few blocks from here. It’s near a park so we can walk Levi after we eat.”
Once again Sue looked absolutely dumbfounded. “That sounds good and I’m sure Levi would appreciate a walk in the park. Um, when did you want to go?”
Myles glanced at the small stack of files on her desk before replying. “As soon as you’re ready.”
“Uh, I could go now.” She told him.
“Great.” He gave her another warm smile. “If we leave now we’ll get ahead of the lunch crowd.”
“Okay.” Sue nodded and reached down to open the bottom drawer of her desk. As she got herself ready he moved to retrieve his coat, which was hanging on the hook behind his desk. When he returned to Sue he smiled and gestured to the door. “Shall we?”
Sue nodded and preceded him towards the Bullpen doors. Again in imitation of Jack’s standard gesture of silent affection Myles gently placed his hand on the small of her back as he guided her out of the room. He could almost feel Jack’s eyes boring holes in his back.
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See you tomorrow – probably later in the day as I have to go out of town (out of province actually) and won’t be home until after supper.
