Disclaimer: I don't own Law and Order CI. I do however, own the rights to the kitten described in this story, even though I don't have a cat...I wish I had a cat...
Author's notes: So, I was chatting with a few other authors the night To The Bone premiered, and we came up with a lot of different plot lines. This was one of them. All of us decided to write stories including Kittens, Barek, and Logan. x3 Because we all know there aren't enough Barek/Logan fics in the world. Probably going to be a two chapter thing. Two, very short chapters, but oh well.
Small cranium cocked to the side slightly as bright green eyes peered up at the sky. Small ears twitched, one swiveling forward while the other fell back slightly as a crisp wind rolled by. The breeze ruffled the small creature's black and brown fur. A leaf floating lazily by and a small paw rose to swat at it, missing. The wind continued to carry the leaf away and the little animal chased after it. The left floated up and away, after a moment though and the small being skidded to a stop, long tail flicking behind it's small form.
Brilliant green eyes switched to a nearby bench, where two humans were currently seated. One, a man, was gazing out at nothing while the other, a woman, gazed up at the clear blue sky. With a soft, 'meow', the kitten bounded forward through the grass towards the two. In his short existence, he had known most humans to be nice. Pink nose twitched as the little critter slowed down, sensing the tension between the man and woman.
"Hey look Mike, a cat." the woman stated softly bringing her chin down, gaze dropping from the sky to the feline, watching it.
"It's a cat, what's the big deal?" the man mumbled, eyes seeming to clear up slightly as he gazed at the cat. "There are a lot of them in this city."
"Yeah, but how often do you see a kitten running around alone in central park?" the woman questioned, smiling as the little critter bumped his head against her chin.
"It's still just a cat." the man mumbled, frowning as he watched his companion pick up the cat and set it on her lap. The small feline purred and curled up on the woman's warm lap. "Come on Barek, put that thing down. It could have rabies or...ticks or something."
"Oh stop trying to ruin my fun. If you don't like him, you can just leave." Barek answered, scratching the kitten behind it's ear. Logan looked almost pouty for a moment, before he glanced up at the sky. The man jumped though, as he felt a pair of paws come to rest against his thigh.
"The hell?" he glanced at the small kitten, which was watching Mike with it's bright green eyes. "No, no, no...get off." he frowned as it crawled up onto his lap, sitting there. The kitten 'meowed' loudly and nuzzled his stomach.
"He likes you Mike." Carolyn teased, reaching over to bet the kitten. Barek's hand brushed over her partner's thigh, though she didn't seem to notice.
Mike, on the other hand, did notice and had to suppress the startled gasp he had almost emitted. How long had it been since he'd been laid? Oh that's right, since Barek scolded him for sleeping with whatever women he could get into his bed who weren't prostitutes. She had made it clear she didn't want to be associated with someone like that, and would request a new partner.
Logan knew if he screwed up this partnership, Deakins wouldn't be happy. They Captain had pulled a lot of strings to get him off Staten Island. He wasn't about to show his appreciation towards his Captain by ruining the partnership between the one woman who was willing to deal with him, other than Frankie of course.
"...keep him." was the only part of his partner's sentence he had caught as he was drawn out of his thoughts.
"Huh?" he questioned, glancing at his partner.
"I said, I wish I could keep him." Carolyn stated, giving him an odd look. "What were you thinking about?" she inquired, head tilting cutely to the side.
"Nothing really." came his reply as he offered her a careless shrug. "Why can't you keep the little thing?" he asked, glancing down at the feline that had made itself at home in his lap.
"Because my apartment doesn't allow animals." came her reply as she stroked the kitten laying in her partner's lap. Logan's gaze drifted towards her hand, which was dangerously close to his inner thigh, and beyond. His thoughts, and fantasies were broken though, as he heard his partner's cell phone ring. Pulling her hand away, Carolyn removed her cell from it's holder at her hip, and flipped it open. Mike listened to the dull conversation, pretty much consisting of, 'huhs', 'uh huhs', and 'yups'. He watched her hang it up.
"Who was that?" he inquired.
"One of my older brothers. He needs me to head over to his place and help him with his computer, because he doesn't want to have to deal with customer service." the woman stood. "Sorry to cut this short, Mike." she tossed him one of her gentle smiles. "Do try to leave the little guy in a safe place, alright?" without another word, she turned and left, leaving Logan alone with the cat.
"Well little buddy, it looks like it's just you and me." he commented, gazing down at the feline that was currently gazing up at him.
"Mrow?" he tilted his head to the side slightly, pawing at Logan's hand as the detective brought it to the cat's head. Logan allowed his gaze to sweep over the park, before landing once more on the kitten.
"Well...you are cute." he finally admitted. "And small, so you probably don't take much work...so," he paused, "I guess you can come home with me." Scooping up the little cat, he stood and put the small critter in his large, coat pocket. The cat's head stuck out, and he 'meowed' again, eyes gleaming.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, you win." he started walking, being careful to make sure the cat in his pocket stayed safe. "I'm only keeping you though, because Carolyn likes you so much." he pointed out, before continuing on silently. Mike Logan had been defeated by a kitten.