Can you Remember the Church Bells Ringing

Prologue

"The water pressure is epic. And I'm totally taking one of these robes." Lucy moaned in delight, while exiting the warmth of the shower steam to face Tim. The same one, who was her T.O. The same one, who agreed to go on an undercover mission and pose as her boyfriend! The same one, who found her in the barrel and now is acting as her torch through this Rosalind fiasco. He had kissed her thrice. Well the second and third time was entirely her doing; it was wrong but it felt perfect. It was like she was living in a world where it was only just them two - no one could ruin it, no hastles of being a cop, no hasstles of previous trauma but it was simply an island created on friendship but with an unusally strenghtened bond.

"Wait. That's not stealing, right?" Lucy asked, her innocent nature surfacing over her Juicy form. Tim was lost in his thoughts; so much had happened over the course of the last two days. "No, no. They'll just charge it to Hajek." Surely his response was blunt enough to tend to her curious nature and allure the mask of his wandering mind.

Then we should just take two," Lucy lightly chuckled as an attempt to relieve the strained oxygen, "what?" She asked. Tim's fake mask of seriousness evaporated in her presence she knew practically everything about him.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked wrong himself into uncharted waters of their relationship. "About what?" Lucy questioned, she replied in such a manner that he knew that she was clearly thinking about the same matters.

"The airplane bathroom," where they had a longing make our session, "your apartment." Where Lucy has kissed him in order to 'school' his pathetic excuse of a kiss. "Look I, I don't know. Call me crazy but it just doesn't feel like pretend."

Ouch, what was that supposed to mean Lucy thought. Was he accusing her of doing her job insignificantly; was this really the time to critique her on her U.C abilities.

"Uh... it's an intimate act," how could this woman infuriate him so much by being incredibly ignorant, "I mean we'd have to be dead inside for it not to trigger something, right?" How could his rookie rile him up to such an extent. "It-It's basic biology."

This woman would be the death of him. It was definitely basic biology in the way that she fought him for dominance over the kiss after instigating the kiss. He had had it, her devious self toying with him and his feelings, maybe it was time to return the favour.

"Okay, so... So you're saying it's not a big deal? Doesn't mean anything?" He asked slyly. Was she in a trap now. "Right? I..." she stuttered as Tim closed the space between them.

"So Lucy, what you're saying is that if I-" Tim was cut-off by Jake's incessant excuse of a ringtone.

"Shouldn't you get that." Lucy asked, cowering back to gain territory. "It's probably just Angela and she doesn't really matter right now," the small glint of hope and despairation to escape his games faded in Lucy's eyes as Tim proceeded to break all her boundaries, "as I was saying, when I do this." He placed light feather kisses along her neck leading up to her mouth, slowly and teasing her, he could feel her writhe and strain against her willpower to not give in.

"You should probably do that again but land on my lips this time." Lucy told him. Had he finally corrupted the innocent, sunshine laced Lucy Chen to her dark desires. "Tim, I'm serious kiss me."

By the good lord was he stunned. She had asked, no demanded that he should kiss her and all that he could let out was "Why?"

"Because that hooker from the bar is demanding to speak to you, actually Jake, and I don't think that Juicy would really like seeing her boyfriend talk to his 3 day old fling."

Did Lucy really take up all his attention so that he could ignore the 'hooker'.He did not need anymore words of encouragement. He encapsulated her lips; she tasted sweet as always but her lips were moist thanks to that shower. Their lips were moulded together, it was like finding his long lost jigsaw puzzle for his lips. He didn't want her to break away until the shrill of the fake barbie shrieked once more.