Sharing Cooties
Author: Donna Lynn
E-mail: donnalynn@darkangelsfanfic.com
Status: Complete
Word Count: 266
Category: Angst
Spoilers/Rumors: Missing scene from "The Taking of Crows" but also a reference to "A Breed Apart"
Season: 3
Rating: PG-13
Content Warning: Sexual Innuendo
Summary: What was Brennan thinking when he 'smelled' Shalimar's towel at the end of "The Taking of Crows"
Author's Note: I was wondering why Brennan chuckled after smelling Shalimar's towel and this is just my take on what he might have been thinking.
Pairing: Shalimar/Brennan
Disclaimer: The characters of Mutant X do not belong to me. So DO NOT sue me!


"Hey, you feeling any better?" Brennan asked thoughtfully as Shalimar came into the computer lab in her flowery robe.

Shalimar chuckled, "It's amazing how you take for granite the little things, you know like showering alone."

Brennan grinned, "Well, you know, if you uh, miss the company…"

Shalimar grinned and stepped close enough to kiss him as he played with a strand of her hair with a serious look on his face. "You wish," she teased flipping her towel over his shoulder. She giggled and ran around him and to the other side of the desk. He rolled his eyes as he wrapped the towel around his neck, simultaneously burying his face in to take a deep breath of her scent. In a split second a million visions came to mind. In a split second he envisioned her in a hot steamy shower. The water running down her well-toned body as she made the most erotic sounds.

In a split second he remembered a conversation they had about cooties. They were sharing a water bottle and Shalimar had teased him about getting her cooties off the bottle. He remembered he said he would love to share her cooties anytime. Ever since that moment they had shared a lot of things...glasses, forks, food etc...but a towel was a new one on the list.

"So what's the word?" she asked getting down to business bringing him out of his thoughts.

He started to talk but in the middle he couldn't help but laugh.

How long are we going to play at getting each others cooties he thought.

THE END


Shalimar/Brennan Fiction