Scenario: Bryan and Marissa are at the local FBI hangout having drinks after work.
Let's listen in on their conversation


Marissa: It's official. I'm am destined to be single for the rest of my life.




Bryan: And that's a bad thing?

Marissa: It is when you have a mother like mine who keeps calling every couple of weeks to find out if I've found a man who could tolerate my career. Secretly I think she's still hoping that Michael and I get back together.

Bryan: The Special Ops guy?

Marissa: Yeah.

Bryan: Hmmmm *raises hand to bartender* Can I get another scotch on the rocks?



Marissa: What if he was the one Anderson? What if I fucked up the destiny of my life by not marrying him? What if he was my last chance? I'm going to be thirty-three in a few months. My eggs are not going to hold out much longer?



Bryan: Your eggs? You're looking kind of crazy there Carter. Maybe you need another drink. Get a stronger one too.

Marissa: I'm not drinking. After I made a fool of myself with Santoni I've given up the joy juice. I'm sticking to this Pepsi.

Bryan: Given up drinking? You need to rethink that option. Either that or start finding a good shrink from now. In our line of work one of the requirements is alcohol. It blurs the lines of the harsh, and sometimes gruesome, reality we're faced with.

Marissa: I'll survive. Once I don't give up drinking coffee I'll be good.

Bryan: *shrugs*

Marissa: Maybe I should just have more sex.

Bryan: Call Santoni. I'm sure he can hook you up. It won't be a hardship on him.

Marissa: *narrows eyes* No! He's the last person I want in my vagina.



Bryan: I don't think your vagina would mind. That's your problem, you think too much. Just go with the flow It will be a win-win situation. It's not because he's with that chick from Admin is it? From what I hear it's just a casual thing with them.

Marissa: I don't care what's going on between them. Okay...maybe a little. But I want more than he's willing to give. I'm not into casual sex.

Bryan: Okay wait. You're not into a committed relationship, but yet still you don't want casual sex. That's kinda contradictory don't you think?

Marissa: I have standards Anderson. I can't just be out giving pussy away. I have my good girl reputation to protect. And I refuse to have a fuck buddy..."

Bryan: *mutters* Damn. There goes my chances.

Marissa: *hits Bryan on shoulder* Watch it. Partner or not I won't hesitate to kick your ass. Plus, after hearing your dating adventures I'm surprised one of those women haven't beaten you up yet or run you over with her car.





Bryan: Not my fault there's not enough of me to go around. Plus they know the deal when they agreed to sleep with me. I love women, and I refuse to settle down with just one. Funny enough it's the "good girls" like you who turn out to be the craziest ones. Why is that?

Marissa: Gee, do you think it's because they thought you were a nice decent guy and not a man-whore?



Bryan: Man-whore? *laughs* Where do you come up with these terms? Man-whore. I kinda like it *grins*

Marissa: Good grief. *rolls eyes* See? This is why I refuse to let Santoni anywhere near my vagina. You FBI guys and your egos are unbelievable.

Bryan: It's called being confident.

Marissa: Really? I thought it was called being an egotistical asshole.

Bryan: *shrugs* Potatoe, potato.



Marissa: *shakes head*

Scenario: Tyler is in Virginia stuck in traffic. Marissa is on the train going to work. She sends him a text telling him “Good morning” with a smiley face after it.

Marissa: Your response to my texts are always so.....open to interpretation.

Tyler: What do you mean?

Marissa: Like the one I got this morning and you ended it by saying "Love T". I was expecting
just a “Good morning” back.Clarify that for me. What kinda love we talking bout here?

Tyler: It can be interpreted in many ways. Depending on how YOU feel about the text. I thought it was sweet that you texted me this morning. So I responded how I felt at the time. It fitted well against the chaos I was going through battling traffic this morning to go to the training camp. What do YOU think the text meant?

Marissa *rolls eyes and types back*: To me it meant you were saying "Hey, good morning to you too. You've still got a special place in my heart. And even though I've moved on you still have some importance in my life." I could be interpreting it wrong, but you did ask me what the text meant to me.

Tyler: Exactly!

Marissa: *grins* I'm good at interpretation.

Tyler:Except for the part: “…even though I've moved on.” We still have unfinished business that needs to be tended to.

Marissa: Oh oh. Is this the part where I grasp onto my good friend Denial and pretend we never had this conversation?

Tyler: Does that work for you?

Marissa: Not really...but it helps me to get through the day.

Marissa: Plus, according to Bryan I’m supposed to be staying away from you as you’re not good for my emotional health on account of you’re unstable.

Tyler: Oh really? And here I was thinking I was such a nice guy. Or is it just parts of me you find nice?

Marissa: *no response*

Marissa: *closes phone*

Marissa: *wonders why she lets Tyler bait her all the time*

Tyler: *grins at phone and closes it*

Flutter is now back up for your reading pleasure. Yay!

I've had numerous requests to put the first full length story of Marissa and Tyler back up. So to all of you who sent death threats and threatened to work voodoo on me here you go.
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Read and enjoy!
Geisha

Happy New Year everyone!

Hope you guys had a good time bringing in the new year. I sure did.
Hawkins had a New Years Eve party at his place, and the gang and I had a great time. There were tons of food and the drinks were flowing. Not like I was drinking or anything. After my drunk fiasco with Tyler I kept it sober and sipped on some apple cider all night long.
Here are some pics from that night:







By then time the clock struck 12:01am Hawkins was trying to suck out the tonsils of some brunette, Newton and DeChooch were singing very off-key and slurring the words to "Auld Lang Syne", Bryan was busy with his date, a cute blond who works on Wall Street and Tyler wasn't there....much to my relief.
Why relief you ask? Because in the spirit of the New Years madness things might have gotten out of control and I would've felt things I had no business feeling, and possibly have done things that would've later come back to bite me in my ass.
No thanks.
New Year, new behaviours.
I was however ambushed by the guys later and had to fight to get away as they tried to layer me with sloppy drunk kisses and bear hugs. Sheesh....I'll be having nightmares about that for the rest of the year.

Tyler did however show up around 1:30am. By then I was getting ready to leave and drive Newton and his drunk self home(he passed out as soon as I started the car). Tyler wished everyone a "Happy New Year" and shook their hands. I didn't stick around for that though. Touching him, even to shake his hand, was beyond anything my nervous system could've handled at that time.

Anyway, that's enough of that drama. I hope you guys have a healthy, crime-free year and I will keep you guys posted on anything exciting that goes on. I'm off to finish up some reports.
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S.A. Marissa Carter