It was a bad idea to go out in public after his return from his first military tour. But, Chrissy was supportive of Eddie since the day he broke the news that he would be joining — she wasn’t going to stop now. Here’s the thing, being in a club full of active duty and retirees alike, well known to them to the point where Chrissy was an actual pin-up of their generation, was a bad idea to begin with. She made it big with her cheer thing, NFL and all. That didn’t mean Eddie wasn’t proud, but like all things, there were good and bad. And, no matter how many times she had proven to be loyal to him, they always circled back to one problem.
Once a cheater, always a cheater.
Only with Chrissy, it was far from the truth. She was young and never really understood what she had done when she was with Jason back then. Still, Eddie’s childhood trauma on top of military trama, it was a dangerous combination. Anything could trigger Eddie — a smile, a look, a dance, a drink. He could tell her on a loop to save himself that he trusted her, not so much others. Still, there was no improvement or proof that he would ever fully trust her.
“I told you I didn’t want to go, and you insisted —“
Their neighbors were used to their shouting matches in the driveway, that the MP’s stopped coming around. It was a ridiculous teenage dream back in the day, when she told him how she really wanted the cliche white picket fence on their first house. No one told her that military housing was anything but the American Dream. Once she managed to get the front door open, and Eddie explained his reasoning for lashing out. The same old tiring excuse — to protect her.
“To protect me?” Any time she felt herself becoming upset, she sounded and looked close to the verge of tears, but not this time. This time she was exhausted where the tears didn’t come, at least not yet. “Good luck with that on your next leave —“ She touched a nerve then because he crashed his body and lips forcefully onto hers, his hold on her vice like where she could barely push him away.
“Stop —“ Breathless and meaningless, because her mouth said one thing and her body said another as it pushed back into his. Hands became desperate, and lips became swollen and bruised. Their clothing soon discarded and becoming a short trail. She wasn’t a strictly bed type of girl and he was well aware he could have her anywhere and just about any position. For now, it looked like the wall might be the victim, after she had jumped into his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist.
Summary: Lucy Blair met FBI Agent Scott Hall one fateful day at her work. After hitting it off, pretty quickly, Lucy and Scott fell in love. But then Lucy meets Razor Ramon. Is Scott undercover? Or is something more at play, something that will drag her into a dangerous world of the war of drug lords in 1980's Florida?
Warnings: Language, violence, drug use, more to be added as the fic goes on
Scott closed up his office for the night. He had already done everything he could, and he did need to get to the gym at some point. He made his way down the empty corridors, seeing an occasional light on, but for the most part, everyone else had gone home for the evening.
“Thought you would’ve gone home by now,” The security guard at the front desk said as Scott made his way through the lobby.
“What can I say man? I thrive on burning the midnight oil.” Scott smiled at him.
“I better not see your ass here until Monday,” The guard laughed.
“I’ll try my hardest. But you just know I love seeing your ugly mug everyday,” With that, Scott headed out the doors and towards the parking lot. It was pretty empty, minue his Chevelle.
And a beautiful, cherry red 1973 Mustang sitting right next to it.
With Kevin leaning against it.
“You lied to me.” Kevin stated, uncrossing his arms as Scott approached.
“About?”
“You made me believe you were some sort of, I dunno, pussy master all these years. And now you’re telling me you haven’t had a real, non undercover date since we left Quantico?”
“Hey, just because I take the numbers doesn’t mean I act on it. And I never said I did. That was all your imagination,” Scott chuckled, heading to his car to drop his briefcase off. “Why did you drive all the way here?”
“Well, when I told Tamara that you needed help, I had to make it sound like you needed work help,” Kevin shrugged. “Plus, I think I was getting on her nerves a little bit.”
“You? Annoy Tamara? Never!” Scott joked, but then he saw the look on Kevin’s face. “Why do I have a feeling I’m going to be annoyed with you too?”
“Before you get mad, I just want to tell you that getting you ready for a date is outside my expertise…”
“Kevin Scott Nash, what did you do?”
“I called in help…” Kevin smiled shyly, stuffing his hands into his pockets. Scott stared him down.
“You did not call him in!”
“I told you, it’s outside my expertise!” Kevin pulled his hands out of his pockets and threw his hands into the air. “He’s in town, said he’d meet us over at Westshore Plaza. He promised he’d be on his best behavior!”
“The last time I went on a mission with him, I ended up naked in the middle of Mexico with just a sombrero covering my dick!”
“He promises he’ll be on his best behavior. And if he’s not, I’ll deal with him, okay?” Scott sighed.
“Fine. So what time are we meeting him there.”
“Mall opens at 10,” Kevin smiled, letting his shoulders relax. “I’ll pick you up?”
“Is this just your way of making sure I can’t run off?”
“Maybe,” Kevin had a slight smug smile.
“Okay. Fine. Pick me up tomorrow,” Scott opened the door to his car. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some energy to burn off at the gym.”
“As long as you’re not going to ask me to be a punching bag, it’s all good,” Kevin chuckled. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
The two got into their cars, revving their engines like they were going to race, but Scott turned left out of the parking lot to go to the gym, and Kevin turned right to head back home.
****
The next morning, Lucy was up and ready to do a little shopping for her date. She had called Janice after hanging up with Scott to tell her the good news, hinting about how she needed to get an outfit, but that was it. That’s why she was surprised as she was fixing her hair to hear the intercom buzz.
“Hello?” She answered.
“Lucy, let us in,” It was Janice, but she had no idea who the “us” was. She buzzed them in and waited until she heard the knock at the door. She opened it to reveal Janice, and their mutual friend Liz.
“Uh, hey?” She let them in.
“Girl, you didn’t think we were going to let you go out on a date with Agent Dreamboat and not have a little fashion show to see what you’d be wearing, now did you?” Janice asked as he and Liz entered the apartment.
“Well, I was going to go see if I could find something. I don’t really have date clothes,” Lucy closed the door and watched her friends make themselves at home in her tiny living room.
“Oh, we’re going shopping?” Liz asked excitedly. “Because there’s a store over in Tampa that has the perfect thing for you.”
“I was just going to K-Mart…”
“Nope! Every girl needs a little black dress in her wardrobe, and this place is perfect. Come on, it’ll be fun!” Lucy was sure that if Liz got anymore excited, she might explode. Lucy signed and grabbed her purse.
“Fine. Let’s go,” She winced as Liz squealed and practically dragged her and Janice out the store.
“This is going to be so much fun!” She told Janice and Lucy as they got in her car, turning up Madonna and loudly singing Material Girl as she pulled out of the parking lot to head to Tampa.
****
Scott and Kevin arrived at the mall not long after it opened. Kevin parked his Mustang and the pair headed inside. There were already quite a few teenagers and mall walkers, and Scott was starting to regret his decision to let Kevin talk him into this.
“Well, I don’t see him, we can go,” Scott turned to head back out the door, but Kevin grabbed his arm to stop him.
“Come on man, I bet he’s by the fountain,” Kevin led Scott deeper into the mall. They got to the fountain, and saw people sitting around, but not who they were looking for. “He said he’d be here.” Kevin mumbled.
“Relax gentlemen, Shawn is in the house,” A voice behind them said. Kevin and Scott turned to see Shawn, wearing the ugliest outfit, and sporting a fresh tan from the beaches of California. “Hey Scott! Long time no see. Did you get that sunburn taken care of?” He motioned to Scott’s crotch.
“Hey Shawn,” Scott grumbled. “Didn’t know you were in Florida.”
“Here for special assignment. Just so happens to line up with Operation Get Scott Laid,” Shawn snapped his gum and gave Scott a shit eating grin.
“Oh fuck off Michaels,” Scott rolled his eyes. “If you’re going to dress me like a Vegas Showgirl, I’m out.”
“Come on, I’ve got the perfect idea,” Shawn started to walk away, but stopped when he realized they weren’t following him. “Come on losers.”
Reluctantly, Scott followed, with Kevin making sure he didn’t duck out a fire door. That’s how they ended up by some dressing rooms, Scott trying on different clothes to get the approval of Shawn. Finally, he walked out with white linen pants, a light gray t-shirt, a pink sport coat, and a pair of loafers.
“That’s it! The look!” Shawn clapped his hands and even Kevin had a smile on his face.
“I look like I should be working vice in Miami…” Scott grumbled.
“Instead, you’re doing that in Tampa. But that’s perfect! Tell him Kev.” Shawn smacked Kevin’s arm.
“I mean, he’s got a point,” Kevin told him. “Looks a lot better than what you normally wear.”
“So does this get approval?” Scott asked.
“I vote yes,” Shawn nodded.
“And I second.” Kevin stood up. “Congradulations Mr. Hall, you have a new outfit.”
“Great. I need food now,” Scott went back into the changing room to get into the clothes he had worn there, so he could pay for his new clothes.
****
“He’s going to love it,” Janice said, watching Lucy model the simple black dress, thin strapped with some lace. She had a pair of short heels to go with it, so Scott wasn’t completely towering over her.
“You look beautiful,” Liz smiled. “What was the last date you went on?”
“That one you and Randy set me up on. That Lex guy,” Lucy turned to look at Liz, who looked a little bashful.
“I’m so sorry about that. But it was either him or that guy that Randy works construction with who goes by Hulk. I figured Lex was the better option,” Liz shrugged. Lucy turned back to look at the mirror.
“I’m gonna get this dress,” She told them, doing one final spin. “More than I wanted to spin, but I really have a good feeling about this date and don’t want to mess it up.”
They headed to the checkout and left the store. They passed the pretzel place, where Kevin, Shawn, and Scott were waiting for their food.
“Isn’t that your date?” Janice asked, motioning over to to Scott. Liz whistled when she saw him.
“I’d like to take that mustache for a ride,” She winked.
“Liz, you’re married!” Lucy turned to look at her.
“I can look, just can’t touch,” She shrugged.
“Come on, we need to get Liz out of here before Randy senses her horniness,” Janice stated, making the other two girls laugh. They headed out of the mall, Scott catching a glimpse of Lucy and feeling his heart flutter.
****
Later that evening, Lucy had her hair done and her new dress on. She left home, hoping that the causeway wasn’t backed up. Thankfully, it wasn’t too bad and she made it to Tampa in decent time. She was nervous as she parked her Jeep. What if he didn’t show? What if she made a fool out of herself? That’s when she looked across the parking lot and saw Scott sitting in his Chevelle. She took a deep breath and got out of her Jeep and made her way over to him. He met her halfway.
“You look beautiful,” He smiled at her and offered her his arm. “Ready to go in?”
“Sure thing,” She took his arm and he led her into the restaurant. They were settled into a booth and given menus. Scott ordered a bottle of wine for the two of them. Once they ordered their food, it was just the two of them in their little booth.
“So, what’s it like being in the FBI?” Lucy asked, snacking on a piece of provided bread.
“Nothing like what it’s like on TV,” Scott chuckled. “But it’s not bad. Could be worse.”
“Guess as long as you love, it’s not bad,” She took a sip of her glass.
“What about working for a doctor?”
“Can be pretty boring,” Lucy shrugged. “I was working on becoming a nurse, but my friends all think I need to get into computers.”
“The agency wants me to learn to use a computer, but I’m just not very good at all that new stuff,” Scott gave her a smile that made her heart soar. “But maybe you could teach me?”
“I think that could be arranged.”
Not too long later, their food arrived. Small talk came easy between them, and neither wanted the night to end. But eventually, they had to leave as the restaurant had other reservations for their spot. Scott paid the check and walked Lucy outside, where they took a little walk, enjoying the warm night.
“I had a great time,” Scott told Lucy as they stood on a walking bridge, just a little ways away from some teenagers playing music on a boombox.
“So did I,” Lucy returned Scott’s smile.
“Think there’ll be another one?” Scott asked hopeful.
“Yes, most definitely,” She looked up into Scott’s eyes. He wiped his hands on his pants, not sure what his next move should be.
“Kiss her already!” One of the kids heckled Scott, making Lucy giggle. Scott’s cheeks were read, despite his tan.
“Are you gonna kiss me or not?” Lucy teased. Scott took a deep breath as he gently pulled Lucy to him, their lips connecting in a tender kiss. In the background, they could hear the music from the boombox.
I’ve been waiting, for a girl like you, to come into my life.
Scott knew right then and there, as he kissed Lucy Blair, that he would do anything to keep her in his life.
