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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapter 8: Grownups’ Night Off
by Burgundy_In_Chaucer, DoctorLia, UnUnpredictableMe (DraejonSoul)
Summary:
#FlynnFriday imagine: Garcia and Lucy try to have a quiet night in, but the twins return home from a sleepover full of sugar and decide to wreak havoc on their parents' night in.
#MurderTwins #GarcyEverAfter
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The Bewitching of Garcia Flynn-Chapter 7-Meet Me In...Berlin?
Another obstacle is thrown Flynn and Lucy’s way.
The glare from the morning sun that reflected off the waves woke Flynn the next morning. He noticed that the fire had gone out and somehow he and Lucy wound up on the sand, bodies intertwined like the snakes on a caduceus. Lucy was still fast asleep in his arms. He dared not move her as he desperately wanted to prolong this feeling. His heart stopped when she asked him to kiss her last night. It was all he’d thought about since the moment they met. But she had just broken up with Wyatt, in the most traumatic kind of way, and he refused to be her revenge or rebound. That might have killed him even more than never being with her at all. He needed to wait. Lucy was more than worth it.
His head was thumping, so he could only image what kind of shape Lucy would be in. All of sudden, he heard his phone buzz and needed to check to make sure it wasn’t work. Long arms definitely came in handy as he maneuvered his body to reach the jacket pocket, without jostling Lucy. He had two new voice messages from an unknown number and three others from Wyatt. He extricated himself from Lucy’s body as best as he could without unsettling her. The messages from the unknown number were from Lucy’s sister, Amy. Worried because Wyatt had called her, she was panicked that she had been unable to get ahold of Lucy all night. He walked a short distance down the beach away from Lucy and returned Amy’s call. Amy informed Flynn that she was already at the airport and had booked a flight home to be there for her sister. She thanked him for taking such good care of Lucy. Always. He would always be there for her.
He noticed Lucy stirring. She squinted and looked around confused at where she was.
“Good morning,” he said with a smile.
“Hmmm,” Lucy murmured as she held her head in both hands.
“Come on,” he said helping her to her feet. “I’m sure coffee sounds as good to you as it does to me right now.”
“Hmmm,” she muttered again.
They held onto each other as they walked back to the parking lot. Once they hit the gravel, Lucy stopped.
“Why the hell did I have to wear heels?” she asked as she tried to put on her shoes.
Barefoot on the beach was one thing, but she wouldn’t be able to walk to the car like that. Her brain moved at the pace of a sloth as a result of her hangover, so it took her a second to process that her legs were no longer firmly planted on the ground. He lifted her into his arms and she wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her to the car bridal style. A few early morning beachgoers were already gathered in the parking lot, which caused them to receive more than their fair share of huffed remarks and circumspect looks.
They stopped for coffee on the way to Lucy’s house. As he pulled into her driveway, she turned to him in a panic.
“My car! It’s still at the apartment,” Lucy yelled.
“Give me your keys. I will get your car here. You just go in and rest,” Flynn answered.
“Thank you,” she sighed. “For everything. I owe you.”
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For the next two days, Flynn spent most of his time moving his stuff out of the apartment a little at a time. Jiya had a spare room, and much to Rufus’ chagrin, she offered it to Flynn. He knew Rufus wouldn’t be happy about it, but if he got near Wyatt, things would definitely have gotten ugly, well, uglier than they had already been. He knew Lucy was in good hands with Amy visiting and made sure he checked in periodically with her. She was still hurt from being betrayed, but he didn’t hold that against her. She wouldn’t be human if she wasn’t devastated by what happened. He held onto the hope that something might happen between them in the future when Lucy was ready. She obviously wasn’t repulsed by him when she asked him to kiss her. As much as he wanted to, he knew she wasn’t ready. Patience is a virtue. Be patient with her. She’s worth the wait.
“So,” Jiya said as she sat on the edge of his desk, “Word around the office water cooler is that you put in for a permanent transfer to the San Fran office. Your globetrotting days over?”
“Fingers crossed,” he replied. “But you know how it goes. I have to see Agent Christopher in a little bit. Maybe she has some good news.”
“So, what brought this on? I thought you were a gypsy or whatever,” Jiya joked.
He got up out of his chair, checked down the hallway to make sure no one was coming and shut the door.
“Can you keep a secret?” he asked.
“Of course! What is it?” Jiya asked with a childish grin.
He took her right hand in both of his and leaned in closer to her.
“It’s you Jiya. I’m madly in love with you and my secret plan is to slowly wear you down so you dump the nerd king and date me,” Flynn said totally straight-faced.
Jiya stared at him bug-eyed for a few moments. She looked directly into his eyes and then they both burst out laughing. Jiya laughed so hard she was doubled over.
“See, you have to stay. Who else can make me laugh like that? And with all these stiffs around here, laughter maintains my sanity,” Jiya stated.
“You sure? That’s not what your psych profile says,” he chuckled.
“Ha, ha, Agent Flynn. Plus, if you left, who would torment Rufus?” she asked.
Flynn smirked. “Well, let me get down there and see what’s up.”
“Good luck,” Jiya yelled down the hall after him.
As he walked down the hall, Flynn was really hoping Agent Christopher would have good news for him. He had applied for the transfer over two months ago, when it became apparent to him that proximity to Lucy was paramount. He knew it was a long-shot, the NSA was not exactly known for letting capable operatives choose a home base. But he also knew he wouldn’t be able to stay in the field much longer at his age. Better to go to the desk job of his choosing now, then wherever the hell they’d send him later. He knocked on Agent Christopher’s door.
“Have a seat Agent Flynn,” she stated.
He closed the door and took a seat opposite her desk.
“I’ve got good news and bad news. Which do you want first?” she asked.
“Rip the Band-Aid off. Bad news first,” he answered.
“Bad news, we’ve got a major problem in Berlin. Good news, you’re going to clean up this mess for us,” she declared.
Flynn groaned audibly. “What now? Do those people have any damn idea what they’re doing over there?” he replied.
“You’re going mole hunting, Agent Flynn. Of course, no one knows that so you’ll be transferred officially and you’ll have a full caseload to handle. Just another CIA grunt, ok?” she told him.
“CIA? They can’t clean up their own mess?” he griped.
“Apparently not, since you and Jiya were the only ones who made the connection that the leaks were coming from Berlin,” she remarked.
“You realize none of that was good news, right?” Flynn questioned.
“The good news, Agent, is if you find this mole, not only will the transfer back here go through faster than your head can spin, but you’ll be promoted to Deputy Chief of Station,” she declared.
“What? Denise, are you leaving?” he asked with concern.
“Who do you think’s going to be the new Chief of Station, Agent Flynn? And I can think of no one better to be my deputy,” she answered with a grin.
He chuckled slightly, then got up, shook her hand and walked to the door.
“When do I leave?” he asked as her lingered in the doorway.
“O eight hundred tomorrow,” she replied.
He walked back to his office and shut the door. Berlin. Damn it. He better find this CIA mole fast, because that’s way too far from Lucy. Five thousand plus miles. He finally thought maybe, maybe something might happen. And now he had to leave her, in order to get back to her, permanently. It would be worth it in the end. But how the hell is he going to tell her?
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After work, Flynn drove over to Lucy’s. He had to tell her tonight, since he was leaving in the morning. Amy answered the door.
“Let me guess, you must be Garcia,” she stated with a smile.
“Yes. It’s nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you,” he responded.
“Don’t believe any of it!” she answered ushering him into the house.
He went into the house and found Lucy sitting on the couch with a glass of wine in her hands. She had sweatpants and a sweatshirt on and no makeup. She had definitely looked better, but she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
“Lucy, how are you?” he asked nervously.
“Super,” Lucy responded sarcastically taking another sip of her wine. “Did you get all your stuff moved into Jiya’s?”
“Uh, yeah. My stuff’s there, although I won’t be,” he answered hesitantly.
“What?” Lucy questioned.
“I just found out I’m being reassigned,” he replied.
“What? Where?” she asked with a look of panic in her eyes.
“Berlin,” he answered. “But it’s only temporary. The sooner I finish my assignment, the sooner I will be able to come back.”
“How… How long will that take?” she asked as tears began to well up behind her eyes.
The look on her face told him everything. She looked lost and he compounded it by leaving her too. Lucy would be alone. She would have Jiya and Rufus, but that was complicated as well. Rufus and Wyatt had become good friends and Rufus was also friends with Lucy. Jiya was also friends with Wyatt, but she made her loyalties known. She was team Lucy.
“Lucy, I have no way of knowing. I can’t really get into it, you know, national security and all,” he explained.
“Oh,” Lucy replied as she shrunk down further into the couch.
God, no. You’ve just done the one thing that you swore you’d never do. You hurt her.
“I’m sorry, Lucy. I know the timing is awful,” he said bashfully.
Amy had eavesdropped most of their conversation from the kitchen. She must have sensed the same thing that he did, because she came into the living room and sat down besides Lucy. Lucy looked down and he could see the single tear that ran down her cheek.
“Well, I’ll miss you,” she said as she looked back up at him.
How am I ever going to do this? I haven’t even left yet.
“I’ll miss you too,” he answered in a half-whisper. “But there’s this new invention, it’s called a phone and…”
Lucy smiled and threw one of the throw pillows from the couch at him.
“You see? You see what I have to put up with Ames?” Lucy said as she turned to her sister.
“I don’t know what you’re bitching about,” Amy replied. “That,” she said as she titled her head toward Flynn, “is a problem I’d put up with any day of the week.”
“Amy!” Lucy yelled mortified.
Flynn laughed. It was good to see Lucy come out of her funk, and if he and Amy could provide the entertainment to make that happen, so be it.
“Well, Garcia may be going, but guess whose moving back home?” Amy asked with a smirk on her face.
“Really? I thought you liked New York,” Lucy stated.
“I do, but I miss it here. I miss you. Even Mom,” Amy answered.
He felt so much better knowing Amy would be here for Lucy. She would have someone after all.
“Lucy, I have to get going, but I’ll call you soon, okay?” he said.
Lucy just nodded her head. He got up and walked towards the door.
“Garcia!” Lucy called loudly.
He turned so fast he almost lost his balance.
“Be careful,” she said softly.
“Always, Lucy,” he replied.
Amy walked him to the front door as Lucy wasn’t moving from her nest of blankets and pillows on the couch.
“Thank you for being such a great friend to my sister,” Amy said.
He just smiled back. He wasn’t sure how to respond. He was her friend, but he wanted to be so much more.
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The tears flowed from Lucy’s eyes the minute Flynn shut the door.
“Lucy… Lucy what’s wrong?” Amy asked as she sat back down on the couch.
“Everyone’s leaving me. I just feel so alone,” she answered. “I thought I had Wyatt and he left. I thought I would have Garcia and he left too.”
Amy hugged her sister tightly.
“Lucy, to be clear, Garcia didn’t purposefully leave you. He has work obligations. And what the hell is going on with the two of you anyway?’ Amy questioned.
“What do you mean?” Lucy asked with a slight bit of panic in her voice.
“You know what I mean. Are you and he, you know, involved?” Amy said.
“Amy, I just broke up with Wyatt. I’m not ready to date anyone. Plus, he’s like my best friend, next to you of course,” Lucy explained.
“Friends date all the time. Friendship is the foundation of any great relationship,” Amy stated as she gave Lucy a nudge with her elbow.
Lucy shook her head and took another sip of her wine. She knew Amy meant well, but all this talk of her and Garcia wasn’t helping in the slightest. He hadn’t even left yet and she missed him already. She had come to rely on him recently and she wasn’t sure she’d be able to get through her mounting crises without him. He comforted her and gave her strength, but most of all he just listened to her. Sometimes, especially lately, she felt like he knew her better than she knew herself.
“Garcia doesn’t think of me like that,” Lucy answered.
“Are we talking about the same guy?” Amy remarked.
Lucy just shot her a look.
“He’s totally into you,” Amy declared.
“No, you’re wrong. I made a fool out of myself one night by basically throwing myself at him. I asked him to kiss me and he kissed me on the forehead,” Lucy responded.
“When was this?” Amy asked.
“The night we spent on the beach,” Lucy answered.
“Oh, you mean the same night you found out about Wyatt cheating on you? Come on, Lucy. What did you expect him to do?” Amy stated.
“I don’t know. I don’t know anything anymore!” Lucy responded as the tears began streaming down her face again.
Amy hugged her again until Lucy calmed down.
“So….if you and he aren’t an item, you wouldn’t exactly mind if I tried to get with that then, when he comes back of course,” Amy asked.
“Amy!”
“I’m just kidding! You should have seen your face. You cannot deny that you like him,” Amy said.
“I’m not denying it. I’m just saying that the feeling is not mutual,” Lucy explained.
Amy rolled her eyes in response.
“You just keep telling yourself that. I’m not buying it for a second,” Amy stated firmly.
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