A Lonely Heart's Wish | By : shaliscarai Category: +G through L > Gargoyles Views: 9056 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Gargoyles/Disney related but the original character, Eve Anderson, is from my own mind and is not a character of Disney. I get no pay and am only doing this for fun |
An hour and several arguments between Eve and Founts later, he stares at the final five pairs of shoes to decide between. He watches her longingly stare at the red heels in the mirror, turning her feet to see them from all angles before taking them off and setting them in the growing ‘shoes I can’t afford’ pile.
“Why have you decided against this pair, if I may ask? You seem to enjoy them.” She picks up the simple black pair she has decided on and frowns at him through the mirror. “They are perfect but I’d never get to wear them.” She hands her choice to the clerk to be rung up. “Those are the type of shoes you go out to fancy dinners and dancing in. I don’t do much of that.” He frowns as she walks away to the counter to pick up her bags. A clerk walks over, handing him a slip to be signed. “Anything else I can do for you, Mr. Burnett?” He walks over and picks up the red heels she had wanted. “Yes, put these on my bill and have them delivered to my office.” The clerk smiles knowingly at him, taking the shoes before Eve can see him. “Yes, sir.” She stops her sigh of aggravation as she watches him speed up enough to open the car for her. “This is the 21st century, you know. Women have been opening their own car doors for ages.” She quips. He bows low in a courtly manner, his eyes never leaving hers. “I apologize if I was born in a time when women were treated like the Ladies that they are.” He takes her hand and helps her into her seat. “It is one manner I do not plan on changing in the near future, Miss Anderson.” She chuckles. “Touché! However, you will change your mind when you realize I am no Lady.” She looks away to hide her blush as he gives her an appraising look before starting the car. “I do believe you are feminine enough to not be mistaken for a man, Miss Anderson. Therefore, you will be treated like a Lady.” The sit in silence as the cars slow to a crawl around them. He glances at her, noticing the faraway look to her eyes. He hears her humming softly, recognizing the song as ‘So What?’ His lips twitch again as a soft chuckle escapes him. Hearing him, she narrows her eyes and glares at him from across the car. “What did I do now?” “I had heard the rumors that you liked to sing when you are working out something but I had never been graced with it until now.” She looks out the window again, crestfallen. “Oh. Sorry. Won’t happen again.” He glances at her, seeing her worrying at her lip in frustration. “Miss Anderson, it is quite alright. What is bothering you?” He waits a moment, noticing her hesitation to talk. “Eve?” Her fist thumps against the window. “It’s the plant in DeSoto. Something is wrong, I can feel it! I just can’t figure out what! The paperwork all looks fine but something just isn’t right.” She turns in her seat, facing him. “I’ve looked at everything from the last two years but nothing jumps out at me. I know I’m missing something but I’m not sure what or where to start looking.” “That’s why you were in the library?” “Yeah. I thought maybe I could find some of the previous years’ records since most of them have been archived.” She runs a hand through her hair. “I know if I could maybe get more than one year prior I might be able to see something.” He pulls into the underground parking, frowning as he contemplates her dilemma. “Perhaps you should take a small break from it and come back later this evening. I will be free at 8 this evening if you wish for an extra pair of eyes.” She nibbles at her lip again, wary. “Why help me? It’s not a major problem yet.” He pulls into his spot and turns off the engine. “You forget that David uses the same company for his ventures in Campella as well. If one plant is conducting illegal affairs, perhaps the other is as well.” He gets out and walks over, opening her door. “Besides, two sets of eyes are better than one.” He holds out his hand to her. She gazes intently at him, trying to puzzle him out as she takes his hand and climbs out of the car. “Ok. I can see that. Library at 8pm then?” “8 o’clock will be fine.” He follows her to the elevator, allowing her to enter before him. “I will think on what you have said and see if I can come up with something before I arrive.” The doors open on her floor. She steps out and smiles hesitantly at him. “Ok.” He bows his head slightly to her and the doors close. With a heavy sigh, she turns towards her office. “What have I gotten myself into now?” she mutters as she walks away.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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