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The Pit, Officer’s Quarters
Conrad Hart and Caitlin Todd
19 February 2002, 1755
Kate stepped out of the bathroom, wearing a pair of shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt and drying her hair with a towel.
“What a day…” Kate replied.
Conrad chuckled, from the kitchen table as he was typing away on his laptop, “Certainly was one interesting family.”
“More like a demented Addams family.” Kate quipped as she sat down across from Conrad at the table.
“You have to admit the whipped cream fight was entertaining.” Conrad replied with a grin.
“Something tells me leaving that out of my report might be the best thing.” Kate replied, flicking a strand of her still somewhat wet hair from off her forehead.
“Not exactly easy to sanitize a whipped cream fight…” Conrad began.
“More like whipped cream and slime fight, remember?” Kate replied.
“Vividly.” Conrad replied, "In either case I think that while the Delgados are nuts they're good for Todd to be around."
"Nuts is putting it mildly." Kate replied, "Shipwreck is just insane with a capital I."
"Well this is true, but you can tell he loves those kids like nothing else." Conrad replied, "And the family holds nothing back from each other."
"They're practically psychotic...but it's not a bad thing." Kate replied.
"As I recall someone's three older brothers were practically psychotic as well." Conrad quipped.
Kate laughed lightly, "Well yes, but I think the triplets could give them a run for their money."
"I'll trust the expert on her own brothers on that one." Conrad quipped.
"Very funny." Kate replied.
"Hey, I didn't have practically insane older siblings." Conrad countered.
"Because you probably were the 'practically insane older sibling'?" Kate offered.
"I'll neither confirm nor deny that." Conrad replied with a toothy grin.
"You're weird, you know that?" Kate replied.
"I prefer enigmatic." Conrad countered.
Kate shook her head, "I think the words weird, eccentric, and downright strange are more accurate."
"I do trust a lawyer to be able to argue semantics." Conrad began, indicating the law school emblem on Kate's t-shirt, just above her right breast.
"I'm not a lawyer," Kate replied, "I attended a year of law school that felt like ten years in prison."
"So what prompted the career change from student lawyer to Secret Service Agent?" Conrad asked.
"Strapping on a gun and actually preventing problems instead of arguing over their aftermath in court." Kate replied, "Maybe like the mysterious reason for your chosing to join the French Foreign Legion."
Conrad replied, "It's a rather long story, honestly. And probably about as exciting as your first year of law school."
I'm not totally sure I buy that. Kate thought to herself, then noticed a small notice on her computer screen. An email from Tim.
---
Kate,
I hope everything is going well over there. I'm honestly praying for you, especially knowing you're heading to Shipwreck's house.
I miss you. Trading little glances across the office. Talking to each other at work before we sneak off and find one of our little 'spots' to actually be affectionate with each other. Or even getting to go to Mass together when our schedules allow.
I can't wait till I'm off this Presidential Detail and we can be a lot more free about our relationship.
- Tim
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To Be Continued...
Conrad Hart and Caitlin Todd
19 February 2002, 1755
Kate stepped out of the bathroom, wearing a pair of shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt and drying her hair with a towel.
“What a day…” Kate replied.
Conrad chuckled, from the kitchen table as he was typing away on his laptop, “Certainly was one interesting family.”
“More like a demented Addams family.” Kate quipped as she sat down across from Conrad at the table.
“You have to admit the whipped cream fight was entertaining.” Conrad replied with a grin.
“Something tells me leaving that out of my report might be the best thing.” Kate replied, flicking a strand of her still somewhat wet hair from off her forehead.
“Not exactly easy to sanitize a whipped cream fight…” Conrad began.
“More like whipped cream and slime fight, remember?” Kate replied.
“Vividly.” Conrad replied, "In either case I think that while the Delgados are nuts they're good for Todd to be around."
"Nuts is putting it mildly." Kate replied, "Shipwreck is just insane with a capital I."
"Well this is true, but you can tell he loves those kids like nothing else." Conrad replied, "And the family holds nothing back from each other."
"They're practically psychotic...but it's not a bad thing." Kate replied.
"As I recall someone's three older brothers were practically psychotic as well." Conrad quipped.
Kate laughed lightly, "Well yes, but I think the triplets could give them a run for their money."
"I'll trust the expert on her own brothers on that one." Conrad quipped.
"Very funny." Kate replied.
"Hey, I didn't have practically insane older siblings." Conrad countered.
"Because you probably were the 'practically insane older sibling'?" Kate offered.
"I'll neither confirm nor deny that." Conrad replied with a toothy grin.
"You're weird, you know that?" Kate replied.
"I prefer enigmatic." Conrad countered.
Kate shook her head, "I think the words weird, eccentric, and downright strange are more accurate."
"I do trust a lawyer to be able to argue semantics." Conrad began, indicating the law school emblem on Kate's t-shirt, just above her right breast.
"I'm not a lawyer," Kate replied, "I attended a year of law school that felt like ten years in prison."
"So what prompted the career change from student lawyer to Secret Service Agent?" Conrad asked.
"Strapping on a gun and actually preventing problems instead of arguing over their aftermath in court." Kate replied, "Maybe like the mysterious reason for your chosing to join the French Foreign Legion."
Conrad replied, "It's a rather long story, honestly. And probably about as exciting as your first year of law school."
I'm not totally sure I buy that. Kate thought to herself, then noticed a small notice on her computer screen. An email from Tim.
---
Kate,
I hope everything is going well over there. I'm honestly praying for you, especially knowing you're heading to Shipwreck's house.
I miss you. Trading little glances across the office. Talking to each other at work before we sneak off and find one of our little 'spots' to actually be affectionate with each other. Or even getting to go to Mass together when our schedules allow.
I can't wait till I'm off this Presidential Detail and we can be a lot more free about our relationship.
- Tim
---
To Be Continued...