#{c;mateo}

Mateo grinned as he threw his bag onto the couch of the penthouse room. “So this is our home for as long as we’re in Paris. I know it’s a bit cliche, but we can see the Eiffel tower from that window.” He smirked at the other and walked over to Ambrose, sweeping the boy up in his arms. “Told you this honeymoon thing was a good idea.”

Mateo was fairly quiet, his fingers gently running through Fettuccine’s hair as he looked over at Ambrose. Smiling softly, Mateo sat back against the couch. It had been a while since he last saw Ambrose. “So... anything new?” He rubbed the back of his neck, trying to find some words. It was always a bit harder around Ambrose. “I mean how are you? I’ve missed you.”

Christian didn’t waste time upon approaching the agent. He was fuming and he had a hunch maybe Mateo could point him in the right direction. Pointing a accusing finger he was all fired up. “Are you still talking to those assholes that are running the experiments? Huh? Don’t lie to me. Heidi’s missing.”

Bellamy spotted Mateo that afternoon when she went to grab a quick snack before getting back to work. She hesitated at the corner of the building with a sigh. She recalled what Levi said, but she figured how Mateo and herself ended their last chat needed some resolution. “Hello again,” she greeted upon approaching. 

“Have you had time to think about things? About if we’re going to go ahead with the arrangement?” Anastasia wanted to do the work still. It wasn’t in her court anymore though and she had been waiting on Mateo’s say. “I’d appreciate even a maybe or something.”

“Agent Mendez,” Bellamy appropriately addressed as she spotted him. Chance she was out at the coffee shop when he was considering she meant a lot of time in her home. “Off duty or on duty? Then again you’re probably always on duty.”