Hands
    Hands
    By Camilla Sandman

    Disclaimer: Oh pretty please? It's not like I'm harming them Hal.. well, actually I am.. Umm.. I'll behave if ya give them to me, I promise!!

    Author's Note: Totally silliness at 3 a.m… Julia convinced me to post it…

    Summary: Just what are the dynamic duo doing?

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    "Tayler! Come on, ya gotta hear this!"!

    "What Syksie?" She walked up to him on the Nemesis, when she heard Frank and Rachel's voices clear as the day.

    "They most have turned the radio on," Sykes grinned.

    "We can't listen.."

    "This is so boring," came Rachel's voice.

    "Well, I offered…"

    "No Frank, we're not doing that!"

    "Ah, come on, there's no one here to see us!"

    Tayler lifted her gaze to Gavin and could barely suppress a giggle.

    "No Frank! No, don't you..!"

    Sounds of shifting and pushing came through the radio, and Tayler and Gavin looked at each other questionably. What the hell were the Detectives doing?

    "I said no Frank! Oooooo…That's.. mmmm… Oh yeah, right *there*! I didn't know you were this.. mmm.. good at it Francis!"

    "I've had practice ya know.. how's that?"

    "Oooooooh yeah! How come I didn't know that you were this good?"

    "You haven't let me before…"

    "I didn't know what I was missing! Mmmmm.. Ouch!"

    "Sorry, I slipped!"

    "Concentrate Frank."

    "Yeah, sorry."

    Tayler felt her face go red. They couldn't be.. She couldn't be hearing…

    "Mmmmm.. you're forgiven.. mmmmmm…"

    "Ya ready for the big finish?"

    "I guess so…"

    "It might be a bit rough."

    "I can take it, don't worry."

    "I know ya can.. Okay, here it comes.."

    "OOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Mmmmmmmm… wow, that felt good!"

    "Told ya I was the best!"

    "Yeah, for once I agree."

    "So we'll do this again?"

    "Hell yeah.. ya got magic hands!"

    "Gavin!" Tayler hissed, "come on, turn it off, we can't.."

    "I want to hear this," he complained, but she was too quick for him and turned it off.

    "We tell no one about this!" she stressed. Of course, by the end of the day, the rumors were flying. And neither heard Frank's next comment in the car.

    "Yeah.. ya know, nothing beats a good Holloway massage!"

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