Author: wrongaccount PM
Like I said on my other stories - I am not good with summaries. BRANDTxOC. Emma gets threatened to go against her old mentor Ethan Hunt and his team which includes William Brandt, an Agent she once loved.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - W. Brandt - Chapters: 12 - Words: 12,862 - Reviews: 63 - Favs: 33 - Follows: 34 - Updated: 09-05-12 - Published: 06-30-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8270682
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Sharing a Bed
Emma walked through the safe house door with Ethan after their walk and talk. Emma noticed it was only Benji and Jane sitting there in the living room.
"Where's Brandt?" Ethan asked before Emma opened her mouth to ask the same thing.
"He said he was going to lie down and walked through the door," Benji spoke, pointing to the only door that was across the room from him.
"All of us should probably get some sleep. We leave for Naples early tomorrow morning," Ethan told the three of them. "Emma you can either bunk in with Brandt or Carter," he added before walking down the hall to where the other bedrooms were.
Out the corner of her eye, Emma could see Jane frown at her. Emma rolled her eyes and picked up her bag. She walked to the room Benji had pointed to a few moments ago. She'd rather spend the night in the same room with her ex-lover then share a room with a woman who could most likely kill her in her sleep.
"Looks like I am bunking with you again," Emma heard Benji say as she walked into the room and closed the door behind her.
She dropped her bag when she saw there was only one single bed in the room. She sighed looking at Will lying on his back with his eyes closed. Maybe sharing a room with someone who's most likely to kill you wasn't a bad idea after all.
Emma pulled out a pair of sleeping shorts and a tank top to get changed into. She looked back and when she was confident enough that Will was asleep, she started to get changed.
She was completely oblivious to Will opening his eyes to see who was in the room with him. He watched Emma as she got changed. In that short amount of time he had noticed what had changed about her. He had noticed the changes in her body shape. He had noticed the scar on the left side of her back, near her kidney was. And he had noticed her latest tattoo. It was a simple VS, her star sign, just below her neck. Emma's tattoos were just one of the many things that attracted him to her.
He closed his eyes as Emma turned around so she wouldn't catch him awake and looking at her. He listened to her move around. He opened his eyes again, this time pretending to wake up, and looked over at her to see she had gotten the cushions he had thrown off the bed earlier and placed them in a line. She had a blanket in her hand and was about to lie down.
"What are you doing?" he asked, mumbling.
"Going to sleep," she told him like it was the most obvious thing.
"You don't have to sleep on the floor," he sighed.
"Are you going to?" she asked looking at him.
"No," he said and before he even stopped himself, he suggested something he would regret straight away. "We can share the bed. We use to share tighter spaces then this when we worked together."
Emma looked at him like he had gone crazy.
Will sighed noticing the look she was giving him. "look, it's comfier then a pile of lumpy cushions on the floor and if it gets awkward, I'll go and sleep somewhere else."
"Fine," she said giving in. She got up from the cushions, pulling the blanket with her. She walked over to the bed and got on it next to Will. She pulled the blanket over the both of them.
Will looked slightly surprised by what she had done. She knew she didn't have to buy she did so anyway.
"I don't want you getting cold," she lied seeing the look on his face. Truth was, she was just realizing how much she missed being close to him.
Will could see through her little lie but didn't question it. He stayed lying on his back and watched her lie on her side, her back facing him. He looked back up at the ceiling, sleep overtaking him shortly after.
Emma woke up the next morning to find a weight on her side. She turned over and came face to face with a sleeping William Brandt. He looked peaceful in his sleep despite how much unresolved feelings would have surfaced when she showed up. She knew she had hurt him badly when she didn't respond to him trying to contact her. Her missions were a lot tougher than she had expected and if she had blown her undercover operations she knew the person who she was tracking would go as low as killing her loved ones. That included Will. In her eyes she was protecting him, just like she was now.