by
elfin
Harry stared at
the form in his hands. He read and re-read
the name printed in the
second box down. Finally he looked up
over the white A4 sheet at the nonchalant man sitting on the couch in
front of
him.
Adam shrugged like
this wasn't a big deal. "What?
He's already got top-level security clearance."
Rolling his eyes,
Adam asked, "Because he's a
guy."
"This isn't the
army, Harry."
"I'm not gay."
"...leaves me more
open to blackmail? It's bullshit and you
know it.
I haven't cracked under interrogation yet,
and I won't in the future. Who I sleep
with has no bearing on my work."
"Too late."
"Yes."
"A year and a
half."
"Oh, come on,
Harry.
Like I said, he's already got full security clearance."
"We don't discuss
work. He's
not even interested any more."
"Seriously."
Adam's humoured
expression hardened. "Even then."
"If you can tell
that I must be losing my
touch."
"Didn't I just say
'a year and a half'?"
"He wouldn't do or
say anything that might put
me or
any of you at risk, Harry. He loves you
guys."
Adam glanced into
the corner of the room. "I hate you all."
He smiled.
"He's crazy about me."
He stretched out his arms.
"Who can blame him? And I'm
a little crazy about him. I'm not asking
your permission here, yours or 5's. I'm
making it official so that if anything happens to me he's informed."
Taking that as
'permission granted', Adam got
to his
feet, grinning. "Thanks."
"I'll give him a
big kiss from you, Harry."