The Last Mile - A Little Drabble Do Ya

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

"Where are we?" The groggy Russian had slept two hours as he and his partner sped away from the smoldering evidence of their mission's success.

"Hmmm… just a few miles south of Dallas.  We should be there by dark.  How's your shoulder?"

Illya had landed hard as he and Napoleon exited the building by way of a second story window, their target a truck bed loaded with dirt and something slightly more dense judging by the pain he was now experiencing.

"It hurts but nothing is broken.  I will be thankful for a hot shower though."

Napoleon increased his speed.

Comments

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Now you did it, more please? LOL! You need another WIP like a hole in the head right? :D

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

What ? Why?

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

I'm with mrua7, I need to know the rest of the story ;-)

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Here it is:
Napoleon drove into the outskirts of Dallas and pulled into a motel boasting a country diner. The two agents checked into their room, letting Illya take his much needed shower, and then headed to the diner for something to eat.
Once there Illya felt the effects of heady aromas coming from the kitchen and examined the menu with renewed strength.
Two bowls of chicken and dumplings later each man knew a good night's sleep was straight ahead.
The End
:D

[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

Anything for his partner, even a speeding ticket if Illya needs a shower now

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Yep, pedal to the metal for the Russian.

[lindafishes8.livejournal.com]

Loved this piece and the 3/4 drabble/comment that followed. I think you've invented a WIP preventer, or should I say "defuser?"

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Necessity is indeed the mother of invention. I can't start another story until I finish the ones already out there. I always appreciate the interest however :)