Ok, this is gonna be short. I'm in the middle of reading Stephen King's Gunslinger series and I'm on the 3rd book. It's addictive (all the books are!) and its at the part with the key and the kid and Gah- Ok, short chapter!
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Sara sat shuffling through the papers on her desk, trying not to yawn. It was 7am and the coffee maker wasn't working. She wasn't in a good mood and so far no one was willing to approach her untill Jake got back from his coffee run.
Jake was trying to be the hero, as usual, to make Sara notice him. The fact was, she did notice him and didn't like what she saw. It should have been no big deal but Jake had to keep trying, just had to push Sara to the point where she wanted to strangle him every time she saw him.
Sara's phone buzzed in her pocket, turning her attention away from the papers she hadn't realy been looking at.
"Hello." Sara saw that Danny was across the hall talking to someone and she doubted that Gabriel would be calling so early, so she didn't think yelling into the phone would be a good idea.
"Hello." Sara smiled as the calm voice replied, "I have a special delivery for you. May I come in?"
"With the mood I'm in I think you, out of everyone else, are the safest."
"Good to know."
Sara closed her phone and sat up straighter so she could watch the tall, dark figure walk towards her door.
Ian knocked with one hand while holding up a thermos in the other.
Sara flew out of her seat.
"Is that what I think it is?" Sara asked, nearly tackling Ian in her need to get the thermos away from him and to her desk where her cup sat empty.
"Yes, but seeing you just now makes me think that you may not need it." Ian raised an eyebrow at her as she snarled.
There were no words, just a snarl as she held the thermos protectively in front of her.
"Ok. Ok." Ian laughed and held both of his hands up where she could see them, "Remind me to make no sudden movements."
"I was called to the scene of hotel shooting at 3 this morning. When I got back here to start paper work I was told the coffee maker had shit the bed." Sara filled her cup and took a long gulp before refilling it to the top, "You realy are a life saver."
"Well, as your protecter I do my best." Ian smiled before taking a seat.
"But how did you know the maker had died?" Sara asked, sitting on her desk top.
"I didn't." Ian folded his hands in his lap and watched as Sara smelled the coffee before taking another long gulp.
"The coffee has arrived!" Jake sang as he walked in, only to stop short at the sight of Ian, "What's he doing here?" He asked, his tone completely different.
"I brought the lady some of the coffee she and I had a few nights ago. She enjoyed it so much I thought maybe she would like some this morning." Ian said in his most calm reasonable voice.
Sara had to fight not to laugh.
"I'm sure Linda would enjoy a cup of coffee." Sara suggested casualy, "She has been here since 5am."
"Yea. I guess." Jake threw Ian a dirty look before walking out of the office.
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"Ophelia!" Gabriel whined as he trugged down the side walk next to her, "It's too early."
"Gabriel, it's 10 in the morning." Ophelia laughed.
"But it's my morning off." Gabriel reached out and took Ophelia's hand, "And I had to get up at 9:20."
"Gabriel. You own the shop. You always take mornings off and most of your clients order through the computer so even when you are 'manning the shop' you're sitting back playing on your laptop."
"So." Gabriel grumped.
"So, I wanted to surprise you." Ophelia stopped Gabriel and leaned in, giving him a very gentle morning kiss, "Turn around."
Gabriel turned and found that he was looking at a door.
"And?"
"You have to open the door!" Ophelia laughed/yelled.
Gabriel opened the door and followed the stairs that led up with Ophelia right behind him.
"What is this place?"
"My brother just bought the building. The cleaners found those." Ophelia pointed as they came around a corner.
Gabriel stopped in his tracks.
There were boxes. Lots of Boxes. And every one of them was filled with records. Even from where he stood he could see that some of them were signed.
"You have got to be kidding me." Gabreil walked forward slowly, no longer feeling tired.
"No jokes here." Ophelia said, "Ian said the there were a few by beatles-that had been signed that you would like."
And sure enough, right in the front of one of the boxes was an Abbey Road album. Signed.
Gabriel turned and wrapped his arms around Ophelia, burrying his face in her neck.
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." he kept mumbling into her skin.
"You're welcome." Ophelia sounded surprised, "All of these mean nothing to me, so why not give you first picks before Ian brings them to the record store."
"Ian is going to sell these!" Gabriel held Ophelia at arms length and was looking at her as though she was carzy.
"No. He was going to give them away." she said and Gabriel let out a small shiek.
"But these are classics! He could get a lot for even the realy bad, unknown ones just because they're signed!"
"So, giving them to you was a better idea?" Ophelia asked cautiously, it seemed Gabriel was more odd in the morning than she had thought.
"A much better idea!."
"And you like the surprise?"
"I love it!" Gabriel once again hugged her tightly to his chest, "Thank you, Ophelia."
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A/N: Sorry to dissapoint some of you but there wont be any real "next level" stuff for a bit. I mean, Ophelia's never dated before and I don't want to rush everything in the story. I didn't reread this so ignore mistakes. I just wanted to get it out while I had a chance. Ok, I'm running between this and Sex and The City- I hope this came out ok.
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