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“GO LONG!!” a voice shouted , followed by the sound of pounding footsteps running her way. Sylvia Leeman pressed herself against the wall just as a blonde blur shot past and slammed into the wall at the end of the hall.
“I’m okay! I got it!” the huddled from on the floor called out before getting to it’s feet. Bobby Wingate brushed particles of plaster dust and paint chips off his jacket, blonde curls bouncing lightly as he shook his head to dislodge more dust, and then shot her a heart breaking grin. “Heya Sylvie.” He said. “Now ya gotta admit.. that was a beauty catch…”
Sylvie snorted softly as she straightened the stack of files she was carrying, making sure she hadn’t lost any. “I can admit that’s a good way to get someone hurt.” She said, hiding her smile as she fussed with the papers. “And I can admit that you’re going to have an interesting time repairing the wall you just hit. “she added, walking away from him towards the office that served as a file room. “But I’m afraid I missed the catch…”
“Damn.” Bobby said lightly, tossing the football easily and catching it a few times as he watched her walk away. Steve Shapiro and Karl Reese headed towards him, both waiting until Sylvie entered the room before cracking grins.
“That was a beautiful catch.” Reese said, giving Bobby a high five.
Steve just snorted, muscular tattoo covered arms crossed over his chest. “Yeah .. particularly loved the part where your face smashed through the drywall…” he said with a smirk. “Nice dent, by the way.”
Bobby snorted and tossed the football to Steve. “You, “ he said pointedly. “are blind. My face did NOT hit the wall… see this face? Perfect… not a mark, thank you very much.” He said, his brown eye sparkling like mad; the black eye patch that covered the other eye that day, bore a dark red skull and crossed bones insignia.
“Riiight…” Steve said with a smirk. “So how’s the head then?”
“Hurts like hell… I need a drink.”
Reese chuckled softly as the three men headed for the elevator, tossing the football into the box behind the desk where Sylvie kept tossing their’ toys’ whenever she found them laying around. “That mean we’re heading to The Raven?” he asked and Bobby hit the button for the elevator.
“Who’s headin’ t’ th’ Raven?” Nate MacDonnell asked as he paused in the doorway, Eire Montgomery at his side.
“We are… Bobby needs a drink.. purely medicinal of course…” Steve answered as he pulled on his leather jacket. “We’re going along for support.. you know.. to monitor his condition…”
Nate raised an eyebrow, smirking lightly. “An’ what did he do tha’ requires medicinal alcohol?” he asked with a soft laugh.
“Put his head through the wall.” Reese supplied helpfully and Nate sputtered a laugh.
“I did NOT put my head THROUGH the wall…” Bobby argued lightly. “I merely… “ he paused, frowning slightly as he tried to find the term he wanted.
“Bounced it off the wall?” Steve supplied helpfully.
“With extreme prejudice…” Reese added softly as he laughed.
Bobby snickered softly and shook his head then hit the elevator button again. “High speed collision…” he muttered softly, still smirking.
Nate raised an eyebrow as Eire nudged him and nodded down the hall toward the sizable dent in the wall. Both men laughed softly and exchanged knowing looks before Nate turned back to the group by the elevator. “First of all… Ye cannae go t’ th’ Raven… ye’ve been banned fer th’ rest o’ th’ month fer tha’ brawl ye started over th’ arm wrestlin’ match…” Nate said.
“Secondly..” Eire added. “Yer wastin’ yer time standing there.. Charles has the elevator shut down until she fixes it…” he said, receiving a trio of grumbling curses as they headed for the stairs instead.
“An’ thirdly..” Nate called out helpfully. “Ther are easier ways t’ impress Sylvie than destroyin’ th’ buildin’!”
“So says you!” Bobby shouted back at him over his shoulder as they disappeared down the stairwell. “Easier ways..” he said softly with a snort as the door closed behind him. “but not as impressive…”
"Nate .. you and Bobby take the Grissom case. " Kay, aka Lady Chaos said as Sylvie set the file on the table in front of him. "And please watch the language this time... and no grandstanding." she added with a look to Bobby.
"Grandstanding? What grandstanding?" the blonde asked in mock innocence. "Oh... you mean the Branson case..." he said with a nod. "I mean... come on... it was Reese's firat case... I thought a bit of a celebration was in order..."
Kay raised an eyebrow at him as she pressed her lips tightly together. "Bobby... you set off fireworks... off of a dead troll..." she said softly, elicting a few chuckles.
"OUT of.." Reese added softly, biting back his laughter.
Kay shot him a look and he turned his gaze to the table top, still struggling to hide his mirth. "Yes.. thank you for reminding me..." she said lightly before looking back at Bobby.
"Now Kay..." Eire said in Bobby's defense."It WAS just th' one rocket..." he said, his eyes sparkling as he held in his laughter.
Kay shot him a look and Nate pipped in. "Aye .. launched out o' his arse.." he said before chuckling softly.
Kay cleared her throat, looking donw at her blood red finger nails as they drummed the table top, listening to the choked off and luffled laughter of the men around her.
Steve recovered first and stabbed a finger at Bobby. "See? I told you she'd be pissed at you ... you should've saved her a sparkler.." he said, cracking up at the end and elicting a roar of laughter.
Kay licked her lip and checked her nails to avoid eye contact as she struggled to maintain her outter calm. "An image I'll never get out of my head... thank you..." she said softly.
"Well.. like I said...it was his first case... I thought we should mark the occasion..." bobby said, his eye sparkling as he shot Sylvie a wink.
"Hmm... yes... Next time, consider taking him out for a drink after work... throw a party. " Sylvie said. "Buy a cake."
"No more fireworks." Kay added and Bobby shot her a grin.
"Yes, ma'am."
Kay sighed and looked to Steve. "Steve... I want you and Reese to take another look at the Freedman place... he claims he's still experiencing 'things' . " she said as Sylvie set the file before him. "Eire," she said, turning her attention to the silver haired half shade. "Charli's requested someone help downstairs today...the elevator's is taking longer then she expected and she still has those two jeeps to do... and since you're the only one here I'd trust with tools around the vehicles..."
There was a round of complaints about her comment, and Bobby, brave soul that he was, even lobbed a paper ball at her. She batted it aside as she kicked them out, sending them back to work. Once the guys were gone she allowed herself to relax and laughed softly. She looked to Sylvie who was shaking her head lightly. "It really was a sight, Sylv... the five of them with sparklers, fireworks bursting above them.. the ground littered with dead trolls and gremlins... and Bobby dancing a jig..." she said, laughing.
Sylvie just smirked and shook her head again. "They're not men.. they're over grown children..." she said softly, her eyes sparkling.
"Sylvie... have you met a man in this business who wasn't?" Kay asked through her laughter and Sylvie just snorted, shaking her head again.
"Fireworks..." she said softly.
" And sparklers.." Kay added, finally earning a soft laugh form Sylvie.
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