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A Certain Secret Someone
By : HarlotOhara
Category: M through R > Mission: Impossible (All) > Mission: Impossible (All)
Views: 1862 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Mission Impossible. No money was made off of this story; it was just for fun. - Chapter List
II.
It’s cold in the outskirts of Amsterdam in December, and that comes as no surprise to anyone on the team. It may be an oceanic climate, but it is Winter never the less, and the safehouse they are staying in is older than Jesus and has no interior heating past the large sputtering gas stoves. Jane fumes when she has to hang her snow covered gloves above one with a string to dry them out properly, and watches as Brandt lights up a bowl. She doesn’t think it’s a good idea for him to be smoking, and she told him so, but Benji was all together on his side and insisted that it would actually be out of the norm not to smoke marijuana while they were there. Notably, he said this as he took the swirled black and silver glass pipe from Brandt’s hand. Ethan is far too paranoid to let his defenses be taken from him like that, and the smoke in the room makes him nervous, but he doesn’t care what they do, so leaves them to their fun to take a shower and wash away some of his tension. “Are you just not scared of being entirely helpless?” Jane finally asks Brandt when he takes another slow long hit off of the pipe, exhaling the smoke through his nose. “No, I’m the analyst,” He reminds her, and she wants to hit him for still being so eager to say that. “So if I get in a rough spot, either you or Ethan takes care of me.” Benji nods in agreement with the damsel in distress sentiment, and they both sit back on the old ransacked couch to finish their bowl despite the agent’s displeasure. It was only five minutes later that Ethan returned from the bathroom, remarkably dry, disgruntled and angry at the whole team because he can’t get the water to run no matter how long he waits for it. Past a mouthful of Amarelli Sassolini – Ethan isn’t sure how high you’d have to be to eat a handful of candy coated licorice with that vigor – Brandt tells him something that seems remarkably obvious. “The basement isn’t heated so the pipes froze.” He explains to him, and he takes another grey-blue lumpy blob of candy out of the package and pops it in his mouth before handing the box to Benji , who giggles and looks through them to find a coral colored piece. “I can fix it.” Brandt offers. Jane rolls her eyes; because maybe he didn’t understand what type of pipe they were talking about at this point since he didn’t strike her as exactly a handyman when it came to anything outside of tailoring a vest. “Can I use your blow dryer?” He asks her, and she motions him to go ahead because she won’t have any use for it if the pipes aren’t working, will she? He goes into the basement then with the shiny black blow dryer, and after five minutes of whatever magic he’s doing down there, the sound of the showing sputtering to a start can be heard. Ethan and Jane meet each other’s eyes in matching images of shock; Benji giggles. Brandt hands the blowdryer back to Jane when he comes upstairs, and he sits down beside Benji once more to take another piece of the candy to eat, looking at the box intently before he speaks again. “We’ll have to leave it dripping from now on, or it’ll stick again and that might burst the pipe.” He informs them and Ethan nods in acceptance quietly before returning to the bathroom. He won’t argue with it, and he doesn’t care how it works since it does. Jane, however, is more inquisitive, and she throws herself down on the couch beside him and takes a piece of licorice; chewing it with distaste. “How do you know that?” She finally asks Brandt, and she hands him the lighter when he reaches for it and misses. “Lived on a farm.” He replies with a shrug, and lights the bowl.- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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