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18 December 2009 @ 04:27 pm
Champions fic 1/1  
Title: Nothing to say
Author:idontlikegravy
Character(s)/pairings: Craig/Richard
Fandom and/or Prompt: The Champions, Craig/Richard, they had nothing to say to each other for birgitt
Rating: PG-13.
Words:525
Warnings:Craig/Richard. Oh and I’d like to also warn that if you’ve never heard of The Champions then you haven’t lived. ;-p.
Author’s Note:In case you’re wondering, this qualifies as Sci-fi/fantasy because The Champions all had above human abilities given to them by a secret Tibetan civilisation.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never was, never will be. So I must live in hope that Guillermo del Toro pulls his finger out and actually makes the movie.

Written for Day Eighteen of consci_fan_mo and as part of the fanfic meme

Nothing to Say

Richard sat on the ornately carved wooden bed, propped up on pillows, reading the case file for the fifteenth time. He didn’t think he had missed anything the first fourteen times, it was just he was bored out of his skull and there was nothing else to do.

He and Craig were on a mission in a tiny village in Bavaria. It was two weeks before Christmas so the only inn in the village was nearly full, forcing Craig and Richard to take the last room; the Honeymoon Suite.

The mission should have been a simple and quick one; they were to observe a meet between two suspected arms dealers and report back to Tremayne. But neither target had appeared on schedule and heavy snowfall meant that they were now stuck in the village indefinitely.

All they could do was sit and wait until the snow cleared. There was no radio or television, and both men had finished the few books available so they re-read the mission reports, played cards and talked.

After four days they got bored of cards; they were both too good at counting and it took all the fun out of things. After so many years working together, they had little new to say to each other so the conversation soon dried up as well.

“Feel like taking a walk down to the lake? Or maybe see if any of the shops in the square are open today?” Craig asked as he flopped down beside Richard.

“Again?” Richard replied without looking up. “Besides, hasn’t it started snowing again?” It was a rhetorical question, they both could clearly hear the gentle splat of each flake against the window.

“So?” Craig answered and Richard could *hear* the pout. He sighed and placed the file on the bedside table before turning to give Craig his full attention.

“I know you’re a man of action, Craig, but you know as well as I that a lot of what we do involves waiting in rooms,” he said, his mouth quirking into a smile at the corner.

“I know, but it’s nearly Christmas and we’re stuck in this backwater with nothing to do instead of being at home. I don’t like it.”

The puppy dog look on Craig’s face was so adorable it was all Richard could do not to laugh, so he faced forward again.

“We could see if the shops are open, buy presents.”

“We already bought for Sharon and Tremayne.”

“Oh.”

They lapsed into silence, both staring at the opposite wall, neither knowing what to say or do. It was the most uncomfortable they’d been in each other’s company since the first day they met. Richard turned back to Craig, a sly grin forming.

“Some people might consider this situation romantic,” he suggested coyly. “Beautiful lakeside retreat, snow outside, a roaring fire and a big, comfy bed…”

Craig grinned.

“I thought you had a rule?”

“Technically, the mission is over,” Richard reasoned. Craig looked thoughtful for a moment and then nodded in agreement before leaning in toward Richard.

As the snow piled up around the inn, Craig decided it wasn’t so bad, after all.
 
 
 
The other Weird Alaeron_lanart on December 18th, 2009 07:30 pm (UTC)
I love Richard and his technicalities. *g* This made me smile.
But, I don't want to be a pie,: snowidontlikegravy on December 18th, 2009 07:41 pm (UTC)
Then it fulfilled its purpose. :)

Did you make it home okay in the snow? We had a brief flurry at lunchtime (and I mean brief, ten mins max) but that's all.

Edited at 2009-12-18 07:41 pm (UTC)
The other Weird Alaeron_lanart on December 18th, 2009 07:46 pm (UTC)
Delays on the train, but otherwise nothing major. Cardiff was COLD (especially down on the Plass at 11pm) but good fun.
But, I don't want to be a pie,: snowidontlikegravy on December 18th, 2009 07:57 pm (UTC)
Glad to hear it (the fun part, not the cold part obviously!)
birggitt: Craig/Richard Next time you topsbirggitt on February 13th, 2010 12:33 am (UTC)
Hey! Sorry it took me so long to come back and thank you for my fic!
When I got your PM, I couldn't read it because I was about to get out with my parents, who were spending their vacations here, with me. So, I printed to read it as soon as I had 10 minutes for myself.
Aaaaaaand... I did read it, and I love it! You has to trust Richard to find a rational, perfectly logical reason to get his wicked ways with Craig! *laughs*
It was a wonderful story, and I SO can see Craig's puppy face, as the mischief in Richard smile as he says Technically *g*
But then, of course, I was barely sitting in ftont of my pc, and, when I was, it was because I was teaching something to my dad. And then... I forgot I haven't thank you for it *blushes madly*
I'm so sorry for that! But I finally am here and I want to say a big, huge, gigantic
THANK YOU!!!

I truly enjoy it. Seriously, thanks a lot!
But, I don't want to be a pie,: craig/richard bedidontlikegravy on January 4th, 2011 08:55 pm (UTC)
Well I'm very glad that you enjoyed it, and now it's my turn to say mea culpa since it's taken me... 11 months to reply! *headdesk*
birggitt: CM García - Gleebirggitt on January 4th, 2011 09:05 pm (UTC)
Hehehehe! No worries!
Annedarthanne on January 3rd, 2011 10:30 am (UTC)
Wonderful and very much in character for both of them :)

But, I don't want to be a pie,: craig/richard bedidontlikegravy on January 4th, 2011 08:55 pm (UTC)
Thank you :)