Anne Catherine Walker (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
freshoffthefarm) wrote2012-02-17 06:49 pm
freshoffthefarm) wrote2012-02-17 06:49 pm
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[AU] ... from the 'meet at a different time' meme
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.
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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Annie took a breath and looked up at him, a small smile appearing on her face. "Last night was really incredible and having you here when I woke up was..." She thought about it for probably a moment too long. "Nice."
To avoid any extra awkwardness, she kissed him.
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Then he put on his vest, draped his tie under his collar, and shrugged on his jacket then grabbed his bag so Annie wouldn't be late.
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"I'm not sure exactly, but if you're interested, I should have a break around eleven, like usual." She said it as she headed for her car.
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Clay walked around to his car, and stashed his bag in the trunk. As far as he was concerned, everyone in the office is going to think he spent his evening alone, in his condo.