Meme question 1

[jebbypal]

Number meme still open for more questions.

For lithiumdoll:


Peter drops his face into his hands. "I still say this is beyond a bad idea. How the hell did you get mixed up in this, Callen?"

"You owe me a favor, I owe Westen, and its his mom. Come on - between the three of us, this will be like taking candy from a baby."

Peter rubs his face and then peeks into the kitchen where one Michael Westen, former independent intelligence operative and currently heading up the domestic no-fly list is working over the stove. "He's making C4 in my wife's soup pot! How is that like candy from a baby? When you got me into this, I distinctly remember saying no explosions!"

Callen patted him on the back. "Man, I don't remember you being this tense."

"You're from LA. Anyone with sense that isn't surfing seems tense."

"The C4 is just in case."

Peter groans when he hears the footsteps, in heels, behind him. "In case of what? Is that my soup pot? Peter, who are these people and what is that smell?"

Peter curses a little more when Callen beats a hasty retreat into the kitchen. "Elle, it's nothing. I can explain." Her arms cross, and she starts tapping her foot as the capacity for speech abandons him. How to explain?

"Mrs. Burke, it's so great to finally meet you. Peter's always told me so much about you." Peter looks on as Westen removes the pink apron he's wearing over his muscle T-shirt, and reaches for the pressed dress shirt (with a little red spray on the collar) hanging on the nearest dining room chair. His wife takes that moment to start poking Westen in the chest.

"Charming smiles aren't going to distract me, mister. Someone had better explain, and I mean explain the truth, or -"

"Westen's an old buddy from my early days, Elle. His mother's gotten into some trouble, and he asked for our help."

"I thought you said you'd never work another case with that crazy -" Elle's rant about G's mental status is interrupted by said man calling for help. "Mikey, I don't think the plastique should be bubbling like this."

Peter is once again abandoned to his wife. "They're making explosives in my kitchen?"

Peter swallows. Elle does always prefer the truth. "The kidnappers are demanding that Michael rob the Federal bank. The explosives are just in case he can't crack the vault before the authorities catch on that -"

"That you're not there in an official capacity," Elle finishes for him. "What can I do to help?"

Peter gives her a kiss, and gives thanks to the universe that she's his wife.

Comments

[halcyon-shift.livejournal.com]

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[azuremonkey.livejournal.com]

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