Bonding is for Two

Simon stood in the doorway of his office chewing his cigar watching his
two best detectives trying to sneak out of the bullpen. He only removed
the fine Cuban long enough to yell at the men.

"Sandburg! Ellison! Just where do you think you are going?"

Blair grimaced as he turned around. Jim just gave Simon a cool "don't
mess with me, I still remember a lot of dirty covert ops tricks" look.

"We thought we would get an early start on the weekend, Captain. Blair
and I are headed up to Cascade National Park. We are going to get naked
and do a little dark bonding."

Blair was sure that Simon was going to choke on the remainder of his cigar
when Jim finished.

"Get out of here!"

Blair followed Jim to the elevator.

"I thought we were going fishing?"

"This way Simon won't follow us."

"And after the fishing, we "bond naked"". Blair stole a kiss after the
elevator doors closed behind them.

"Just the two of us."

--30--

--Vickie
(aly, I promise, I'm trying to write something real. But obsenads are a
habit I just can't kick.)