For the 30 Days Meme Second Semester, for the prompt “12) prompt: sweet iced tea.”
This is more of the Reid/Cali crossover fanfic, directly after the last piece.
The stories before this:
Never Been Caught : First written, last in sequence.
Shots Fired: First in sequence
“Well, Crap, Where am I?”, after “Shots Fired” and before the story below.
“Excuse me,” their captive croaked. “Could I have some water?”
Morrigan turned in surprise, studying him. She hadn’t heard it when he woke, which shouldn’t have surprised her. She knew he was an Agent, even if not from their Agency.
“I’ve got some water here,” she answered levelly, and got the cup with the straw from the cooler. “We’ve also got some sweet iced tea, if you’d rather.” She pressed the straw to his lips anyway.
He drank slowly, buying himself some time, she guessed. “Thank you. I appreciate you taking such good care of me.”
Behind Morrigan, Cym choked out a laugh. “Shit,” she swore, “that’s her. The Lady of Kindness herself.”
Morrigan laughed quietly. “It’s a nice technique,” she told Reid. “They teach a similar one in our Academy.” He was looking a bit worried, so she offered again, “some tea? You were held captive for a few days, I bet you’re hungry, too.”
He licked his lips, contemplating that. “I didn’t know that Californians were fond of sweetened tea.”
“We’re not, generally,” she allowed, smirking at him. “We stopped at a gas station just before we… rescued… you, and that was all they had for drinks with caffeine.” She shook her head. “We are, whatever we are, not serial killers, Agent.”
“Could I have a little more water?” Stalling. She pressed the straw to his mouth and let him. He was a bright boy; he could tell he was trapped.
“You’re those Agents,” he said slowly.
“We are,” she agreed.
“I’ll have that tea now, please.”
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