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I come bearing birthday fic. And wish you many happy returns of the day, hoping it all turns out quite nicely. ;-)

It is, I admit, only 305 words of shameless fluff and nonsense, but I hope you like it. (I did try the other prompt & if I can rescue something I'll post it at some point, but it sadly, failed...) Oh, and I found ages after I wrote this the actual prompt was 'coffee machine' but it merged with the Spooks prompt in my head and became 'water cooler' (Because Spooks have water cooler conversations!)


Water Cooler Conversation

“Can you file a complaint against your boss for sexual harassment in this day and age?”

Martha snorted, choking over the water she’d collected from the cooler beside them. “Hex, it’s Jack – it’s nothing personal. Thought you’d seen worse things in A & E.”

“Hey,” said Hex, “I’m getting used to him, but when you’ve finally tracked down a lethal alien and got the horrible thing under lock and key, is it normal to suddenly start talking about threesomes with the alien? Because I don’t think so.”

“It is for Jack.”

He leant against the wall. “In that case, that thing ought to do something stronger than water or my brains are gonna explode one day.”

“Don’t worry,” said Martha. “If he ever seriously tries anything, I’ll deal with him.”

He thought about this. “You know, I’m sure we’re having another one of those back-to-front conversations.”

“You’re so sexist,” she said with a wicked look in her eye.

Hex sighed. “How, anyway?”

“Oh, I have my ways,” said Martha, becoming mysterious.

He paused. “Now I’m even more worried.”

“Aw,” said Martha. Poor Hex.”

Something exploded over their heads, sending them crashing to the floor, Martha on top of Hex.

“Sorry!” yelled Ianto from somewhere. “Myfanwy being a bit tempermental with – no, not the coffee -. Jack!”

Martha looked at Hex. Hex looked at Martha.

“You think anyone’ll notice if we stay here?”

She smiled back. “It might take a while.”

“More sexual harassment,” said Hex. “What are you lot like?”

Martha raised an eyebrow and prepared to move.

“Oh, don’t get me wrong, I’m not filing any complaints this time,” he said. “But really, how any top secret alien fighting outfit is supposed to get anything done around here-. Mph.”

“Total mystery to me,” agreed Martha eventually. She winked and helped him back to his feet.

Date: 2009-11-08 09:36 am (UTC)
ext_3965: (Hex Scrubs Up Nicely)
From: [identity profile] persiflage-1.livejournal.com
*flails about giddily*

That is SO much fun! I luffs my fluff!! Thank you!!

The hints of Martha/Hex - and Jack scaring Hex with his sex-talk - just perfect!

Date: 2009-11-08 01:02 pm (UTC)
ext_3965: (Jack Martha Walking Away Journey's End)
From: [identity profile] persiflage-1.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Hex/Martha at TW is *perfect*! They should make it canon!

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