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Date Posted: 23:25:24 10/05/07 Fri
Author: Braden
Subject: She's a firecracker, she's the light of my life

He had fallen asleep nearly immediately once he had laid his large body out on the bed and slept the whole night and most of the morning through. When he did wake up, he noticed that the bed was empty and for a second, panic surged through him. He just remembered seeing Reese all bruised and black from the soot in the explosion, he saw Haylie nearly dying in Thailand, he saw the pain Jester went through everytime that his woman got involved in yet another mission and the last thing he saw was the night before, with innocent, sweet, baby Reese sitting at a com-table and looking at gory CSI photo's. It literally made him sick to his stomach to even think about, sent a wave of ice water through his veins and pushed him close to panicing. The previous night, he had been so happy to see her, so glad to be home that he had pushed the anger away at her directly disobeying his orders but now there was no looking the way way. She had deliberately ignored his request and he was not happy with it all. Groaning softly, he got out of the bed and went to take his shower, lingering for just a bit in hopes of getting clean - he felt gross even after showering once already since he had been back. Once that was accomplished, he tugged on a pair of sweats and went padding into the living room, looking down at the little dog that she had wrangled him into keeping the night before. Damn thing wouldn't be little for long - it would be a monster in a few weeks. Shaking his head, he ran his hand over his trimmed hair before he called out for his...girl. "Reese!" Oh yeah, they were definitely going to have a chat, a very pointed, probably scolding, maybe yelling chat. It was needed, there was no getting around that, the girl was a hellion and she needed to be brought to heel. It didn't matter that he wanted her in his bed, she was still his responsibility, even more so if they became lovers and he just couldn't live with himself if she got in over head by watching all the boys play secret agent all the time.

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