I Will Protect You

@greeneyedarchangel

Missy was restless. Absolutely restless. And being a restless Missy usually lead to trouble, which she really was trying to avoid these days. Fortunately, she actually had a reason for being somewhat restless and anxious, and she had to share this with Zuriel, because it was something very important that involved her lover as well.

“Zuriel, my dear, now where have y’popped off to?” She asked aloud, mostly to herself, as she strode through the corridors of her TARDIS. Would she find him in the garden, or the kitchen? Perhaps the library.

“Zuriel, darling, where are ye?” She her voice was sing-song as she spoke a bit louder, popping her head into the kitchen and not finding him there. “Now how am I s’pposed to keep myself out o’ trouble, if I can’t find ye to tell ye about said trouble, so y’can talk me out of it?”

“Now, whatever made you think I’d talk you out of trouble?” rumbled from behind the dark-haired Time Lady. In the TARDIS corridor stood a sandy-haired man with very familiar pale green eyes, an apple in one hand and a bouquet of star laces from Davo. They were even glowing still as he placed them in Missy’s arms and dropped a kiss on her forehead. “Sometimes I like your trouble. Sometimes.” He offered the apple with a quirked brow. “Apple? We have to keep Theta away, after all. Especially if you’re planning some sort of trouble.”

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“Thank you for calling Swiftline Tech Support. My name is Cecilia, how may I help you?” Cecilia asked, then began listening patiently as she was told, for about the fiftieth time that day, that something was interfering with a customer’s computer software. And she suspected that just like the other fifty times this had happened, she would remote in and find absolutely nothing wrong.

And sure enough, she was right. It had happened so often that day, she had to ask a coworker at the call center if they had gotten the same kind of calls. Except, no one had. Not a single other person had. That was… pretty odd, since those were the only calls she was receiving. She started to wonder if someone had been playing a prank on her, some elaborate prank the office had set up for the new girl. She hoped that was the case, she hoped she wasn’t just missing a major issue, and she couldn’t help the nagging feeling that something was way wrong about this.

But she continued on, until the last hour of her shift, answering a few dozen more calls, all the same, all asking for help and none of them needing it.

“Thank you for calling Swiftline Tech Support. My name is Cecilia, how may I help you?” At this point, her voice was monotone, not the cheery demeanor she typically put on, and she anticipated yet one more complaint she couldn’t fix. Only this time, there was silence. “Hello? Hello? May I help you?” Nothing. Shrugging, she guessed the customer got cut off, and hung up, waiting for another call. Another call came, and again she was met with nothing but silence on the other end. Another, silence. Another, silence. 15 minutes till the end of her shift. Another, silence.

“Okay… could this day get any weirder?” She mumbled to herself before receiving one more call, right before her shift was about to end.

Sigh.

“Thank you for calling Swiftline Tech Support. My name is Cecilia, how may I help you?”

Rylan melted by Zack’s touch. It wasn’t uncommon that his lover could calm the blond down and made him feel better. “Oh, yeah? Then I can’t wait for when we get back then.” He smiled at him. “You could never embarrass me, babe.” He couldn’t help but lean in and capture Zack’s lips once more. 

Patrick smiled as he listened to the other. “Not petty at all. They’ll try and flaunt their money.” He kissed the man’s cheek once more. “I’m sure you’ll either charm their pants off or piss them off. Both I’m fine with.” He just cared that Zack was his own.