OOM: Packing Up

[chelleuncurled]

Part of Michelle is still at Milliways. The coziness of their apartment there, the warmth of friends, the easy laughter, all those are things she misses here.

Her mother never really did accept her choice. But, it was her decision and every morning that she woke up in Tony's arms, she thanked whatever was out there for their second chance. Her mom would come around. Or she wouldn't.

But, this place held too many memories - long nights of insomnia, tears, doubt...she wanted to move somewhere else, start over with new things. A fresh start, of sorts, although it was an unspoken understanding that they needed to stay near LA.

Her hands deftly wrap a picture frame in white paper and put it gently into the open box. She looks at one, taken at their first wedding. Tony, her, and her dad.

It would be easy to sneak up on her.

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[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Oh, would it? Because there's a pressure placed on Michelle's back and a tongue beginning to lick her cheek.

[chelleuncurled]

Only the fact that she's a trained agent keeps her from yelping a giggle.

She lifts her free hand to pet Mason. "Nice try, Tony."

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Tony, who's shoving a box against the wall, chuckles. "I don't have control over that dog, baby. You know that."

He winks.

[chelleuncurled]

She turns around quickly, expecting to see Tony behind her, and is barely able to catch Mason before he falls off her shoulder.

"He's not that much of a jumper, are you Mason?" She gives the dog a serious look, but it's tempered by her smile.

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

No, but now there's a Tony beside her. "Are you going to start making gurgling noises to the dog now?"

[chelleuncurled]

She feels his breath against her cheek and looks up with a slightly unamused expression.

"I never make gurgling noises."

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. Probably because you didn't have to deal with a dog before." He places his hand around her neck and massages her skin gently.

[chelleuncurled]

She leans her head forward and closes her eyes, his hand against her skin still sends shivers through her.

"Probably," she agrees, although if he continues doing that it won't be hard to get her to agree to most things.

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Mason, meanwhile, jumps to the floor and proceeds to jump up and down and bark.

He's hyperactive like that.

[chelleuncurled]

Michelle leans down and pets him, "I'm not sure you can help us pack. I'll tell you what, if you're good, there might be a treat with dinner," she looks at Mason warmly.

Mason barks and wags his tail.

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, just hope she doesn't cook it. Which reminds me--gotta start packing the plates and stuff in the kitchen."

He drops his hand.

[chelleuncurled]

She straightens and gives him a look, "You said I was getting better."

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"People lie," he says with a smirk, headed towards the kitchen. "Like Greg always says, eh?"

[chelleuncurled]

"Yeah, like Greg says," she shoots a look at Tony's back that if he saw would tell him he might have said the wrong thing.

She shakes her head and looks down at Mason, "Do you trust Tony to pack away the china?"

Mason barks and scurries out of the room.

"That's what I thought." Michelle follows him, deciding that the pictures can be saved until later.

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"I was just joking, Michelle." He pulls a few pots out of the cabinet.

[chelleuncurled]

She folds her arms and gives him a look of mock annoyance. It's hard to really be upset with him for very long and the mental image of Tony trying to delicately wrap things made her almost forget his comment.

"Were you?"

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. I was."

[chelleuncurled]

"Does this mean you're offering to cook tonight?"

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"We're ordering Chinese tonight."

[chelleuncurled]

She suddenly remembers he's packing away pots and pans and laughs slightly at herself.

"Sounds good." She takes a few steps toward him, "I thought you might need some help with the china."

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"Did you." He gives her a Look.

[chelleuncurled]

She returns the Look, stands in front of him, lifts her hand, and takes down a cup to wrap.

"Maybe later...you can continue the massage?"

She puts the cup down on the island and wraps it carefully, looking down to hide her smile.

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"If we don't wrap the bed up, too," he says wryly.

[chelleuncurled]

She turns and leans against the island. "I'd be okay with the floor," she says, trying to keep from laughing at his expression.

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Tony considers making a comment of a sexual nature, but keeps it to himself. He begins wrapping another pot, having placed the other in a large box.

"So you want to eat out, or in?"