[AU] ... from the 'meet at a different time' meme

[freshoffthefarm]

After two years at the Agency, Annie's job hadn't gotten any better (or worse). Sure, it had it's downsides - namely, being shot at (or being shot), but the biggest one had to be the Agency parking lot.

She could never, ever find a parking spot.

Of course, the morning that she'd gotten up early and proceeded to spill coffee on her first outfit, had to jump start her car and then fill a tire with air? She managed to get behind the chatty son-of-a-bitch in the compensation car at the guard shack. She sat there, plotting the ways to key his car without actually getting caught and then he'd moved on.

Smiling at the guys in the shack, she showed her ID, waited until they'd looked under her cars with mirrors, and then picked up the pace on the way to the agent parking lot.

It just wasn't her morning.

The short cut she took through the visitor lot took her right past the spots in front for all the diplomats and the Agency hotshots. She didn't see Mr. Compensation trying to adjust his parking until she'd plowed into his rear bumper.

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[fakes-death.livejournal.com]

Clay just smiled, "Goodnight, Annie."

He caught her expression and was sure he had one very similar. Then he turned and headed back to his car, fully expecting to hear from her in the morning.

[freshoffthefarm]

It was a good thing that he couldn't see inside her apartment because once the door was shut and locked, she did a little happy dance of glee before even taking off her shoes. That dreamy expression was back in full force and it took a long time for her to fall asleep, but once she did, she had dreams she couldn't remember when she woke up.

[fakes-death.livejournal.com]

Clay was surprised that he couldn't stop thinking about Annie all the way back to his condo. She was different than every other woman he'd ever dated, and he couldn't be happier about that.

Date number three or was it four would be something he'd look forward to for sure.