This is spying. Isn't it FUN?

[neverwrongagent]

Brody attending the meeting Walker had so casually mentioned turned into a three ring circus. More than one person involved was convinced the whole thing was a wild goose chase, including Carrie occasionally. If she hadn't seen Walker as up close and personal as she had when they were first rescued, she could have been convinced. Maybe sending Brody to a regular meeting for returning vets who were also Muslim was just a kind of fuck you from a man who felt he'd been betrayed by a brother soldier. Or it could be something much more sinister. The problem was, no one could really figure out what that sinister was supposed to be. Carrie continued to maintain that Brody had no idea what was going on.

The questions Brody faced right after the meeting ranged from if he knew any of the people there already to how was he planning to overthrow the US government. When the questions headed that way a majority of the time, Carrie called foul and got Brody out of there. With full understanding of the irony involved, they had decided that the cover that would work best with his family was that he was working with other vets on integrating back into the world. Carrie would have felt a lot worse about that if it was just being used to cover up them fucking around. She still felt pretty shitty about it given how much stress it was putting on him.

They took their own cars back to her place. She got there before him and immediately opened a fresh bottle of wine, leaving a full glass on the counter for him, then she went upstairs to change into something decidedly less official looking.

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[neverwrongagent]

She slowly drew herself away from him and out of the tub. "Hey, if that's what you want, I can work on that." She got them both fresh towels and dried off quickly so she could turn off the music and get the bed ready. She was incredibly tempted to go tell whoever was listening that the concert was over and they should all go to sleep.

She crawled into the bed and made a space for him beside her.

[posterboymarine]

As he dried himself he watched her, smiling softly. It was very domestic and it broke his heart. Then she was calling him over and he wasted no more time in joining her.

Once he was under the covers, he reached for her. They'd been apart long enough for his liking and he really did want to sleep.

[neverwrongagent]

If the domesticity broke his heart, then the way she immediately curled around him like a kitten should have shattered him. She knew they slept best when they were close. Her eyes closed immediately once she was in his arms.

[posterboymarine]

He watched her until she fell asleep before giving in himself. He rested his cheek against her hair and let himself go, drifting off almost immediately now that he let himself.