This is my first Cause of Death fanfic. I've been playing it since the very beginning and almost died when Natara and Mal kissed, who else couldn't stop smiling?! I still am, especially their kiss in San Trobida. (Sorry if I just ruined it for the people who haven't played it yet…)
Enjoy the story, and review! :D
You are now Detective Mal Fallon
You bolt upright from your restless sleep, thinking you're back in San Trobida on the cold, hard concrete cell floor. You're proven wrong though, by the soft, plush cushions of the couch. Adjusting your eyes to the dark, you remember that you're in Natara's apartment, due to the fact that your own got blown up. You check the digital clock on the microwave that can be seen through the living room: 02:16. You groan and fall back against the pillows on the couch, staring up at the ceiling before finally succumbing to a restless sleep.
You are now Special Agent Natara Williams
You're woken up by the loud buzzing of your alarm clock. You slam your palm down on the giant snooze button and roll over under your warm comforter. You're about to fall back into a peaceful sleep, when the five minutes you set on the snooze is up, and the room is filled once more with a loud buzzing noise. Groaning, you reach over and shut your alarm clock off, reluctantly pulling the covers back and stepping out of bed.
You are now Detective Mal Fallon
You can hear Natara shuffling around in her room, unconsciously smiling when you hear her groan when her alarm clock sounds again. You quickly wipe the smile off your face when her bedroom door opens, acting much like a six year old, pretending to be asleep.
You can almost hear her smirk when she pulls the curtains back, revealing the morning sun, shutting your eyes tighter, you groan, pulling the small blanket you were given, over your head, leaving your feet uncovered and victims of the cold air, you save them though, by curling up into a ball.
"Mal, get up. It's your first day back at work. Anders is going to be pissed if you're late." Natara states, walking into the kitchen.
"Let him be pissed. I'm tired." Is the only thing you can think of, attempting to fall back to sleep.
You hear her footsteps come back into the living room, stopping in front of you, everything then happens in a blur, your blanket is wrenched off of you, revealing the bright morning sunlight streaming into the room, burning your eyes. You shut your eyes tighter, refusing to open them, blindly reaching for the blanket.
Natara's laughing at you, "come on, get up."
"Stop enjoying this." You mumble as you open your eyes, revealing the once dark living room that you woke up to earlier this morning, now bright and happy looking.
Natara looks down at you, eyebrows raised.
"Alright! Alright, I'm getting up." You give up, swinging your legs off the couch and standing up, stretching your arms as far above your head as you can.
Natara is still standing in front of you, when she makes a move to head back into the kitchen, to finish making her coffee, you grab her around the waste and pull her back to you, somehow, she's managed to turn around in your embrace, she looks up at you, and when you look down at her, you're greeted with a wide grin. You lean down, giving her a kiss on the lips, staying like that for longer then you intended, her hands have reached the base of your neck, and your arms have tightened around the small of her back. After the two of you have pulled away, you notice her nose is all scrunched up and her eyebrows are furrowed.
"What?" You ask her, unconsciously grinning.
"You need to brush your teeth. And have a shave." She states, lightly slapping/tapping your cheek.
"Some women go for the wild, ruggedly handsome look." He says, still grinning like an idiot, watching her struggle to get out of your tight grip.
"Fine, keep the beard, at least brush your teeth." She says, giving up on getting out of your hold.
Eventually and reluctantly, after a few moments of staring at each other, you let her go, watching her walk into the kitchen.
You are now Special Agent Natara Williams
You hear the bathroom door close, smiling to yourself, you get a mug out from the cupboard, you set it down on the counter, leaning against it, you wait for the kettle to boil.
You throw your rifle to the ground, landing with a rattle, you look at Mal for a few moments, making sure he doesn't disappear on you like he has done the last couple of times you've seen him standing in front of you. You blink at him, he blinks back. Jacob's rambling to them, more to himself, neither of you take any notice of him, you run into Mal's arms, they lock you into his embrace and you kiss him passionately, neither one of you wanting to let the other ago.
You can hear Jacob still talking in the background; you wish he would just shut up. He must have gotten your silent message, because not ten seconds after you thought it, he stops talking, saying something like 'I guess we still have a few seconds'. As soon as Mal tries to deepen the kiss, you hear the rumble of engines, getting closer and closer, reluctantly, you pull away, looking up at him, you smile, he has cuts and bruises all over him, he looks like hell, your hand glides over his un-shaven cheek and he smiles at you and kisses your forehead.
"Kids, this is cute, and you know how I hate breaking up a moment," Mal scoffs, "but, we really should get going, those machines are getting closer, and we still need to get back to Maria and Redbird."
Your smile is replaced with a glare as you all start to run to the edge of the jungle to your meeting spot.
"You lost Maria and Redbird?! Mal!" He looks back at you, giving you a shifty grin, when he sees you not buying it he turns back around, following his dad.
"It was dads fault!" He exclaims, ducking under a low hanging branch.
"Thanks son, way to hold your ground." Jacob mumbles, loud enough for you both to hear him.
"Apparently we're meeting them all back at some base you all created. Hey… Where's Amy?"
Your own eyes widen as realization hits, you left Amy alone in the van. "Crap." You say under your breathe.
"You left her alone didn't you?" he smirks.
"Hey! At least I didn't lose her!" She exclaims, defending herself.
"Would you both shut the hell up? Or so help me I will leave you out here alone!" Jacob exclaims, coming to a stop as they all catch their breath, "Natara, which way now?"
You look at your surroundings, nodding in the right direction, "the vans back this way." You say, running in that direction, Mal and Jacob right on your heels.
You all run for a bit more, before coming to a stop in front of a black van, Amy sits in the passenger seat, smiling like the Cheshire cat and waving, Kai's head pops up from the back of the van, copying Amy. Redbird and Maria come around from the back of the van.
"Took you all long enough, Amy told us what happened to Natara, glad you all got out of there okay." Maria informs you all, nodding her head back towards the jungle.
Mal looks down at you, looking back up at him, you secretly give his hand a squeeze, making sure it's out of site from everyone, "Let's go home." You say, loudly enough so everyone can here.
End of Flashback
"Nat? Natara?" Mal brings his hands to cup around his mouth, "Shoe sale!" he exclaims.
"What where?" You look around, realizing you're in your kitchen; Mal's standing next to you with a towel around his waist.
"You okay?" He asks, looking down at you, smiling at your reaction.
"One day, there will be a shoe sale, and I won't believe you when you tell me." You reply, smiling as you give up on trying to make your coffee.
"Natara…" His voice low.
"I'm fine, but I'm late. I'll see you at the precinct." You assure him, you go to leave the kitchen, when you feel his hand grab your upper arm, spinning you around, standing face to face with him, he leans down and gives you a quick peck on the cheek, you can taste the mint from the toothpaste.
You go into the bathroom to quickly brush your teeth, quickly putting the brush through your hair again and straightening your collar, you leave the apartment, yelling a quick 'see you later' to Mal.
I intend on making this a chapter story, so don't give up hope if I don't update sooner rather then later.
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