Beast of Bray Road

[doctormagnus]

As promised, Helen arranges a mission for just her and James. This mission will send them to a quiet Midwest town in the state of Wisconsin, where a wolf-like creature (locally nicknamed The Beast of Bray Road--how original) has been making occasional appearances to residents since the 1990s. She's booked a bed and breakfast for the two of them, where they can pose as a couple on a weekend getaway and do a little investigating in their spare time.

She slides a case file over to James as she drives down a country road with hundreds of bowing pine trees and lush overgrowth.

Comments

[dr_jd_watson]

"Thirty years and we still haven't lost that romantic spark," he chuckles, kissing the top of her head. "Also, lass, people will think I started dating you at an indecently young and possibly illegal age if we tell them it's been that long..."

[doctormagnus]

She rolls her eyes and shakes her head. "Flatterer. Fifteen, then?"

Truthfully, she sometimes forgets that she doesn't look nearly as old as she is, or as she feels.

[dr_jd_watson]

"Twelve at the oldest. I am a bad, bad man. Grade school sweethearts, then?"

[doctormagnus]

"You are a bad man." She grins against his cheek and nuzzles once more before drawing back. "Grade school sweethearts it is, then."

[dr_jd_watson]

"I knew we'd be married from the first time I saw you across the schoolyard," he 'confides' to her. "And the way you slapped me when I pulled your pigtails..."

[doctormagnus]

"Even though I ignored you for years and stomped on your foot that time you tried to talk to me?"

[dr_jd_watson]

"Oh, it was the spirit with which you stomped my foot that really got my attention..."

[doctormagnus]

"You should have said something. I would have done more stomping."

[dr_jd_watson]

"Darling, you may stomp my foot any time you wish, but I rather prefer your other ways of showing spirit..."

[doctormagnus]

"That can be arranged," she says with twinkling eyes.

[dr_jd_watson]

"See, and that is why I love you, wife..." he teases.

[doctormagnus]

She smirks and shakes her head, attention quickly diverting as their food arrives. "Right now, I think I may love this burger more..."

[dr_jd_watson]

"Heartless woman," he laughs, picking up a fry and popping it into his mouth. Moaning softly, he amends, "Although..."

[doctormagnus]

She tries a fry and groans in agreement. "I should have married these fries..."

[dr_jd_watson]

"Oh, but they'll just be gone before the night is over. Stay married to me and just have an illicit affair with the fries..."

[doctormagnus]

"Only if you watch," she purrs, sliding another fry into her mouth and vocally enjoying herself.

[dr_jd_watson]

James laughs and definitely enjoys the show for a few moments before the wonderful smells start getting to him and he digs into his burger with his own moan of enjoyment.

[doctormagnus]

She watches for a while, as well, before taking a generous sized bite of her own burger and groaning in agreement. It's not all that often she lets herself enjoy greasy American cuisine.

[dr_jd_watson]

James doesn't judge cuisine based on its nationality. Even the Americans have come up with some good things over the centuries, and diner food is no exception. Grinning as he watches the very unusual phenomenon of Helen Magnus eating with her hands, he devours his burger and fries.

[doctormagnus]

"Shut up," she says around a mouthful.

[dr_jd_watson]

"I won't say a word," he chuckles, eyes glinting. "I'll just be thinking very loudly..."

[doctormagnus]

She kicks him gently and keeps eating.

[dr_jd_watson]

James just smiles more widely at the kick and enjoys his own food. Days like this, he loves her even more than usual.

[doctormagnus]

She licks the salt off a finger and shoots him a 'don't you dare say a thing' look.

[dr_jd_watson]

James smiles sweetly and enjoys the view.