[MEME] -- #5, the AU from Hell

[freshoffthefarm]

[From here, as requested by fakes]
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It was an op in Vegas, which was so weird since most of her domestic ops stayed in the DC Metro area, and Annie had done her job well. The extra babysitting had been extra annoying (when wasn't it?), but he'd come along to visit an old friend... or so he'd said.

She hadn't seen hide or hair of him during her mission, but when she went to have a drink in the bar at their hotel late the night before they were supposed to leave, she found him sitting in a dark corner. When didn't he sit in dark corners, really, but she rolled her eyes and put a smile on her face to join him.

Their breakup and subsequent dealings had been difficult, and after that State Dinner, she'd gone out of her way to keep her distance from him as much as possible. That didn't mean they couldn't enjoy a drink or two (or seven) while in Vegas.

Unfortunately--

When Annie woke to the pounding in her head, she almost couldn't open her eyes. When she finally managed, she ignored the immense nausea she felt and peered at the walls in the hotel room she was in. She hadn't been given this nice of a room, not on the Agency's dime, no. This was something else. Turning, she caught sight of a man's head and her eyes widened, causing the pounding to pick up and she clenched her eyes shut again with a groan.

Clapping both hands, right over left, on her head, she felt something heavy and lifted them again almost immediately. Seeing the wedding ring set on her left hand, she gasped.

"Oh, my God."

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[fakes-death.livejournal.com]

"I'm falling down on the job." Clay stood and took both of their glasses back into the kitchen and returned a short time later with both refilled. Then he returned to his place on the couch.

"When should we tell Danielle?"

[freshoffthefarm]

They'd told work and they were going to tell his mother--

"Now." She turned her head to look at him quickly and then took another very large drink from the wine he'd just given her. "Right now. Let's just go over there, knock on the door and tell her. Let's go."

[fakes-death.livejournal.com]

Dinner would keep he supposed and Annie seemed to believe in ripping the band-aid off all at once when it came to dealing with her sister. Maybe it was just better to do it now. Porter would be angry she wasn't there, Danielle would be angry they waited to tell her.

"Let's go." Nerves? He could hide them. A quick detour back into the kitchen and a deep breath later he was all set to drive to Georgetown.

[freshoffthefarm]

Annie waited impatiently while he fixed dinner and when he joined her in the living room again, she had her hand on the door.

"You're driving."