|Guess Who's Staying at Apartment 7?
Author: Angelinsydney PM
Tim McGee visited Spike Scarlatti in Toronto. Don Eppes of Numb3rs and Abby Sciuto of NCIS also guest starred in this unique three-way crossover. My usual serving of intrigue/fun/laughter. "Sweet!" Dedicated to an FP fan called Chelza.Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Crime - Tim M. & Mike S. - Chapters: 8 - Words: 11,636 - Reviews: 14 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 06-12-12 - Published: 06-10-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8202678
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They didn't see much of Tim at all after that. But she did see him looking all dapper Tuesday night for a dinner date with Stephanie. He was dressed in a tuxedo, his body length framed by a long scarf that draped handsomely down his neck, all 6'1 of him looking awesome.
"Wow, you looked a million dollar," teased Win when they met at the corridor. He was on his way out to see Steph; she arriving home from work.
"How's work today?' he inquired politely.
"Busy but thank God nothing explosive."
"Spike at work?"
"Yeah, he won't be home till midnight. Our schedule overlaps by four hours. Enjoy your dinner and give my love to Steph."
"Will do," Win noticed there was spring in his steps. He's very happy. That's cool.
Tim selected one of the best restaurants in Toronto, famous for its food and views of the city, being situated on top of a high rise. Normally, there was a long wait to be served here, reservation far in advanced was required to get a table, but Tim's platinum card company did a lot of talking. The card company's concierge department smoothed things over and a table was found for them at short notice. Well, if one could define two days as short notice.
Steph turned heads as usual, she had a flair about her; Tim knew for certain he was the envy of the men. They had window seats and the views didn't disappoint, it was spectacular. They watched as the lights from cars and buildings danced. The moon was out and its reflection clearly seen on the waters of Lake Ontario.
He was going home tomorrow, and he wanted this night to be the best. He wasn't sure where this would lead, and neither was Steph, but they were not keen to indulge in fortune-telling, they simply wanted to enjoy the moment. This moment.
They finished the evening at Steph's apartment, a night cap. They listened to music, sipped wine and cuddled to enjoy each other's body warmth. Tim had to return to Washington, D.C. in the morning so he had to bade her goodbye, "Would you like to visit D.C. sometime?" he asked casually.
"May be. I can't say yet but I'll let you know if I do."
Tim called for a cab to take him home, it was 3am. His flight was scheduled for 9 in the morning so he decided against sleeping.
He packed his bag, did some last minute tweaking for a project he just completed, showered and changed. It was 6am by the time he finished all that. He wrote a "Thank You" note for Win and Spike, left it on the kitchen bench.
He was out the door by 6:30 am, in the Airport by 7am. He checked in and relaxed in the member's lounge until his flight was called for boarding.
Spike was awake at 5am but didn't want to disturb his guest. He knew his plane was leaving at 9am, he looked at the time, 7:15, he called Tim's phone. "Hey, buddy, would you like me to drive you to the Airport?"
Tim laughed, "I'm at the Airport. I didn't want to trouble you. I knew you were working till midnight. By the way, I left something for you at 7, hope you like the surprise."
"You didn't have to. It was a pleasure to have you around."
They chatted for a bit more, and ended with Spike promising to take Win to Washington D.C. sometime for a visit.
They hanged up, Spike eagerly went to 7 to check out the surprise. He opened the door, a 3-D hologram of Obi Wan Kanobi suddenly appeared, and a voice-over came through his surround sound stereo speaker, "Welcome to the realm, Han Solo." Spike was beside himself, he pumped his fists up and down, jigged in place and whooped.
He left the flat. Waited a minute and walked in again, the 3-D hologram of Obi Wan Kanobi appeared and voice-over said "Welcome to the realm, Han Solo." He clapped like a child. Awesome.
He did it again a third time. Winnie heard noises, something was up, curious she went to check out what was happening next door. She entered the room, lo and behold, the 3-D hologram of Obi Wan Kanobi appeared. She was surprised. Then a voice-over came on, "Welcome to the realm, Princess Lea." Spike was bowled over, it has facial recognition.
Win laughed, Spike looked like he went to heaven. Wow. Awesome.
Spike dialled Tim's number, it went to voicemail. He left him a profusedly happy thankgiving message. On the kitchen bench, there was a profusedly happy thanksgiving note. "Thank you for everything and thank you for inspiring me to do something for my place."
Spike decided he'd return the favour one day, whenever that might be.
The end -