It's All About April - Drabble Tale - What Happens in Vegas, Pt 15

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It took a week from that first involuntary flinch until Mark was ready to be discharged from Medical. April was practically giddy walking alongside Napoleon and Illya on her way to spring her partner.

"You know what, darlings? I have never in my life been so glad to have a ticklish partner."

"I am glad the substance wore off. We have still not found a counter that does not threaten to do more harm than good."

"At least if another agent is affected, we know if we keep them supported in Medical, then time will take care of the rest."

Vegas 1 - Vegas 2 - Vegas 3 - Vegas 4 - Vegas 5 - Vegas 6 - Vegas 7 - Vegas 8 - Vegas 9 - Vegas 10
Vegas 11 - Vegas 12 - Vegas 13 - Vegas 14

"Just Looking" ~ for Wednesday is all about April

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The doors to Waverly’s conference room opened with a quiet ‘whoosh’ and in strolled Napoleon Solo, flanked by his Russian partner.

“Gentlemen, thank you for being prompt.” The Old Man’s attention returned to the auburn-haired woman seated across from him.

“Miss Dancer, I’ll expect your report upon arrival in London. Now Dismissed.”

April dressed in a tight-fitting yellow mini-dress and matching boots stood. Slowly walking to the door, she flashed a coy smile.

The effects of her swaying hips were hypnotic as three necks craned to watch her.

“Brrrhummhumm, yes quite,” Waverly coughed, hoping the others hadn’t noticed his gawking.

The Re-Kindling of Old Flames Affair ... Wednesday is for April

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If you've not read any of my Vanya series, this is a link to what has come before.  It is on AO3.
House of Vanya
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Somewhere in New York City, 1990...

He hadn't meant to intrude on what looked like a private moment, but the sight of her stopped him in his tracks.  In so doing he caused the person who had been following too closely behind him to bump and then stumble; Illya Kuryakin responded with an automatic lightening response, catching the girl before she landed on all fours.

This series of events caught the eye of the pretty woman with the auburn hair.

She was sitting at a table by the window, the sunlight working like an irridescent shower as it washed over April Dancer's still vibrant hair.  The young man who sat across from her had a similar shade of hair, and as Illya regained his solitary path he took note of what now registered as a family resemblance.

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