Amore Perros!

[Ryan Alexander]

2030
Mama Megans
DC


That sounds adorable. Is he like you? The Space Marine, I mean. Ryan laughed. “I wish I was Space Marine! I would give almost anything to be able to explore space. But about Corporal Johnson, maybe I don’t know. The first story takes place on Mars.” Ryan said with a shrug, still blushing. He had initially started writing out of boredom and to past the time. Ryan remembered walking through the passages ways, just listening to the sounds the ship made, or even the conversations that people had and placed them into his stories. He smiled though, happy that someone was interested in something that he had created.

Well, besides shopping, which I guess is sort of Max, too...I play pickup sports at the Bureau three mornings a week. He nodded, wanting for her to finish so he could ask some follow-up questions. “What kind of shopping? Clothes? Food? TOYS?” Ryan drew out the last one with a wink, grinning, feeling more and more comfortable around her. “I know you said you don’t play basketball much, but what other sports do you play?” Ryan asked.

Mama Megan arrived a short minute later with their tasty treats. “Ah there you are my dears. Please enjoy. Stay as long as you like. We do close soon, but I don’t mind staying late. I have work I can still do.” She said with a wink towards Ryan, which caused him to blush. She moved over to another table checking up on other customers.

“If there was one thing that you could do, whether it be for recreation or work, what would it be?” Ryan asked. He didn’t know if that was an awkward question or not. There was a thousand and one things he wanted to tell her and know. He smiled taking a sip from is coffee. Damn, can Mama Megan make a mean coffee, I wonder where she gets the beans? Ryan thought as he listened to Fee.

Same Time
Elsewhere.

“Damn, can’t we just go in and grab him and the girl?” “No, there are witnesses.” “Can’t we just say we are with someone?” “No, we were warned about do that again. Remember what happened last time?” “Yes, alright. But sheesh, they are taking forever.”


<Tag: Fiona Maccafferty>

[Fiona Maccafferty]

2031
Mama Megan's
DC

Fee sipped some coffee as Ryan told her about his stories.

I wish I was Space Marine! I would give almost anything to be able to explore space. But about Corporal Johnson, maybe I don’t know. The first story takes place on Mars. She laughed.

Max wants to be an astronomer, actually. He's really into science, and space. He knows all the planets, and all that. He makes mobiles for Science that have constellations I've never even HEARD of.... And she was pretty smart, so if she hadn't heard of them, that was something! She always made him "prove" it to her by showing her on the computer. Only once had he been trying to pull a fast one, but he generally was able to find the most random things ever.

What kind of shopping? Clothes? Food? TOYS?...I know you said you don’t play basketball much, but what other sports do you play? She smiled sadly.

Yes, all of those things. And the pet store, too...can't forget that. I CAN'T play sports TOO much, I have a knee injury... She trailed off for a moment-that was part of the injuries she'd suffered from her assault. These two guys I work with, the Macmanuses-they're twin brothers-they bring a football sometimes, or a soccer ball. I'll take a basketball if my knee is up for it, she patted her left knee absently. She took an opportunity to ask him. Do you do anything besides running with Thor? She shook her head, it was a dumb name for a dog. Men gave thier animals the weirdest names ever!

Their food arrived then, and she dipped into her pie. It was GOOD! Ryan asked her question.

If there was one thing that you could do, whether it be for recreation or work, what would it be? She smiled, that one was easy.

That one is easy. I would be a scientist. I actually have a degree in aerospace engineering, as well. I would like to build a rocket. Or else I would like to work at one the Linear accelerators. Recreating the big bang would be awesome! She was totally a nerd, oh boy. She looked at him.

This is delicious, how is yours? Want some of mine? She hoped that wasn't too awkward-sharing food.

Tag@tinytwo

[Ryan Alexander]

2035
Mama Megan's
DC

Max wants to be an astronomer, actually. He's really into science, and space. He knows all the planets, and all that. He makes mobiles for Science that have constellations I've never even HEARD of.... Ryan nodded. “Now that, is one cool kid. Have you ever been able to take him out to the country side with a telescope?” Ryan asked. He had always wanted to do that, but had never had the time. No, that wasn’t true, the truth was he wanted to do it with someone special. Those kinds of activities made Ryan feel a little lonely if he did them by himself.

…Do you do anything besides running with Thor? Ryan couldn’t help by laugh, he saw the look on her face. “Let me be level. I am horrible at naming pets. The only reason he is called Thor, is because he is a Swedish Valhund. I had to ask my friend from Sweden a good Swedish name, he listed off a few, but when I suggested Thor, his ears perked. So I guess it stuck. But to answer your question, sometimes.”
 He said with a smile. “I TRY to play basketball, but I have bad ball handling skill and the like. If I am not running, I do try to go to the gym. But in reality I spend my time either running or backpacking. I have a full kit at home. I have been really busy this summer, though usually things quiet down during the winter, I am hoping to go snow camping.” He said with a smile. He also liked to go out shooting. He hated qualification days, but he had his grandfather’s World War II Garand that he kept in great working order, that was really fun to shoot.

That one is easy. I would be a scientist. I actually have a degree in aerospace engineering, as well. I would like to build a rocket. Or else I would like to work at one the Linear accelerators. Recreating the big bang would be awesome! Ryan chuckled. “I should have known. I can defiantly see you as a scientist, and building Rockets sounds amazing! Did you hear about that New Company SpaceC? They just developed that new Shuttle to replace the Space Shuttle. That would have been a super cool program to be a part of! Though, I don’t know much about Linear Accelerators.” Ryan said hoping we wasn’t rambling. He was so happy that he had found someone that enjoyed the things that he enjoyed. It had been difficult dating since he had become a Marine, in the Corps women just wanted to be with a Marine, in DC they wanted to date someone who was important. At least that’s what it seemed like to Ryan, but now, he had found someone that was truly interesting, and she seemed to like him! Don’t get a head of yourself. Let’s see what a few more dates lead too. His inner self cautioned.

This is delicious, how is yours? Want some of mine? Ryan nodded. “I would love a taste. Would you like to try the Tiramisu?” Ryan asked, already cutting her a small bite. He couldn’t describe just how much he loved Tiramisu. It reminded him of a very special relative, one that had died of a brain tumor before Ryan had gone to High School. Ryan looked up at Fee, smiling happily, enjoying the evening together.

Same Time
Elsewhere.

“How long does it take to eat pie.” “Shut-up. Focus on the mission.” “Are they feeding each other?” “The next words out of mouth better be a status update. Cut the chatter, before you are replaced.”

Tag: Fiona Maccafferty

[Fiona Maccafferty]

2037
Mama Megan's
DC

The pie was delicious, company was great, and she was realizing that she might just REALLY like Ryan. Like, "like-like" him. He seemed to not be too fazed about Max, and they seemed to enjoy the same sorts of things.

“Now that, is one cool kid. Have you ever been able to take him out to the country side with a telescope? She shook her head. Sadly, they hadn't had a chance to do that...Fee tended to be a TINY bit overprotective, and wouldn't let him out past dark. She knew it was silly, but she couldn't risk losing him.

He is generally pretty cool, yes. Sadly, no, we've not been able to do that, though we've been to all the planetariums between DC and Boston. It was something they both enjoyed and Fee could sit in the dark for forty minutes alone while Max was entertained, and not worry about it. There was a small silence, but not awkward, as they both thought of more to say.

et me be level. I am horrible at naming pets. The only reason he is called Thor, is because he is a Swedish Valhund. I had to ask my friend from Sweden a good Swedish name, he listed off a few, but when I suggested Thor, his ears perked. So I guess it stuck. But to answer your question, sometimes....“I TRY to play basketball, but I have bad ball handling skill and the like. If I am not running, I do try to go to the gym. But in reality I spend my time either running or backpacking. I have a full kit at home. I have been really busy this summer, though usually things quiet down during the winter, I am hoping to go snow camping. Fee made a face. She didn't mind the snow-she WAS Irish, and Bostonian, but...CAMPING in it?! Only if one were demented-some people might call it robust, but she was sure that it indicated that someone was a few bricks short of a load. What if you got snow in your underpants?!

Well, Max and I will sit that one out, unless there's a lodge close by for hot cocoa or something.... She realized too late that she'd already inserted them, as if they were a family or something. She tried to backtrack. I mean, that's what I would think... Now she just sounded lame again. She took some more swigs of coffee. She was glad she could sleep even with caffiene on board-she had learned that in five and a half years of motherhood. They moved on topics.

I should have known. I can defiantly see you as a scientist, and building Rockets sounds amazing! Did you hear about that New Company SpaceC? They just developed that new Shuttle to replace the Space Shuttle. That would have been a super cool program to be a part of! Though, I don’t know much about Linear Accelerators. She laughed.

They're essentially negatively charged glass tubes in which atomic elements-usually radium or uranium-are shot through at super high speeds to recreate particle movement. That tube is attached to a giant power source. And the end result is, hopefully, something amazing. No one has ever gotten the big bang yet, but that's how radiation therapy for cancer was invented, as well as SONAR....and yes, I had HEARD about SpaceC, but not much...what do you know?! What would YOU do if you weren't a Marine-turned-spy? She smiled a little at her cleverness.

They moved on to food, and soon, they were feeding each other a small bite of the desserts.

I would love a taste. Would you like to try the Tiramisu? It really WAS heavenly. She smiled a little, closing her eyes slightly.

That is GOOD! Oh, gosh, that was an excellent choice! Mine is good, but that is great. I don't normally care for tiramisu, the texture is weird, but that is so good! How did you know?! She was rambling, and she needed another word for "good." Oh, well.

Tag:Ryan Alexander.

[Ryan Alexander]

2040
Mama Megan's
DC

He is generally pretty cool, yes. Sadly, no, we've not been able to do that, though we've been to all the planetariums between DC and Boston. “Have you taken him to see the Apollo 11 Capsule at the Smithsonian at Dulles? It has only been there for a month. It used to be at Kennedy. I had a SSO course in Chantilly last week. We got out a little early so I went and saw it.” Ryan said with a laugh. “I haven’t been to any of the planetariums. Maybe sometime we could go?” Ryan asked, hoping that a positive response would Segway into another date.

Well, Max and I will sit that one out, unless there's a lodge close by for hot cocoa or something... that's what I would think... Ryan laughed. “To be honest, I talk a big game, but I wouldn’t do that alone. There is too much that can go wrong to be able to do it alone.” Ryan said admittedly. “Though I do like camping. I am an Eagle Scout, so some of my best memories were with my dad camping with the Boy Scouts. My dad worked a lot growing up so I didn’t get to see him much. He worked as a Transmission Line planner for the entire west coast, so he would either work late, or be on a business trip, though whenever a campout came up, he always took time to participate. I think it’s why I enjoy camping so much.” Ryan said with a smile. “Though maybe I could convince you to go snowshoeing? Maybe a bribe of a warm lodge and Hot Chocolate afterwards?” He asked, smiling. Butterflies where dancing around in his stomach when he asked that question. He hopped that she would consider it.

…what do you know?! What would YOU do if you weren't a Marine-turned-spy? Ryan smiled a conspiratorial look appeared on his face. “I have a friend who works with Mr. Mussak, and apparently they just beat out Boeing and Lockheed Martian for the replacement for the Space Shuttle. There Shuttle, the X-92, is essentially the Space Shuttle on crack. It is a bit smaller, but can carry a heavier payload and apparently uses a new kind of shielding for reentry. It’s supposed to be 200% more effective than the currently heat shields used by any of the other Space Agencies, which means that it doesn’t need to go through such an intensive turnaround that shuttle has been plagued with, though that could just be gossip. They have made a dozen test flights and it has already cost less than what it takes to launch the Space Shuttle for year, and they are getting ready to make their first docking with the ISS!” Ryan said with a smile. A women who cares about SPACE!?! You sir, are super lucky! Ryan thought to himself.

Ryan tasted her pie. It was delicious, but it wasn’t amazing. The Tiramisu, now that was amazing. That is GOOD! Oh, gosh, that was an excellent choice! Mine is good, but that is great. I don't normally care for tiramisu, the texture is weird, but that is so good! How did you know?! “I love Tiramisu, reminds me of happy times, you know? A friend told me about this place. He said, ‘Ryan, if you ever go downtown, you have to go to Mama Megan’s. I am not going to tell you why, but go.’ He didn’t say anything else about it. So, low and behold, I did, and now I am hooked even more!” Ryan said with laugh, taking another bite. “Though to answer the Marine turned spy question, I am no spy.” He said with mock seriousness. “I would love to have been an astronaut.” He said in a hushed tone, though a smile spread across his face. “That way I can be a real Space Marine.” He said with a twinkle in his eye.

He couldn’t help but grin. Fee was so easy to talk to. “I am sorry, that must have sounded silly.” He said with a laugh. “Do you ever have any dreams like that? I know you said you wanted to be a scientist, but surely there was something else?” He hoped he didn’t sound to lame.

Tag: Fiona Maccafferty

[Fiona Maccafferty]

2043
Mama Megan's
DC

Fee finished her pie, maybe too fast. She wanted more, but there was time for that later.

Have you taken him to see the Apollo 11 Capsule at the Smithsonian at Dulles? It has only been there for a month. It used to be at Kennedy. I had a SSO course in Chantilly last week. We got out a little early so I went and saw it...I haven’t been to any of the planetariums. Maybe sometime we could go? She nodded.

Sure. That would be great, we would love to show you. Max always saves extra change to run down those gravity chute things. He can go and eat "astronaut" food, and it's a good time, safe, AND I don't have to cook lunch. She smiled. At least it gave them something to do that they BOTH enjoyed, as Fee didn't care much for "boy" things like bugs and toads. Maybe we can find time next week for the Apollo thing at Dulles...we've not been yet. Work's been a nightmare, and while I love Blue, she's my best friend, I HATE leaving her in charge of Max. She has no ability to look after a child, but she's the best I have right now, except when my Dad is in town. She sighed, what was she going to do with Blueberry if something worked out with her and Ryan?! Maybe convert the garage...

To be honest, I talk a big game, but I wouldn’t do that alone. There is too much that can go wrong to be able to do it alone.Though I do like camping. I am an Eagle Scout, so some of my best memories were with my dad camping with the Boy Scouts. My dad worked a lot growing up so I didn’t get to see him much. He worked as a Transmission Line planner for the entire west coast, so he would either work late, or be on a business trip, though whenever a campout came up, he always took time to participate. I think it’s why I enjoy camping so much...Though maybe I could convince you to go snowshoeing? Maybe a bribe of a warm lodge and Hot Chocolate afterwards? She grinned again.

Max and I haven't really been camping. Just once in a tent in the backyard. I love nature, but...there isn't time, usually, and he's only recently gotten into outdoor activities...he's a very sensitive child, brilliant. He just didn't like playing outside, preferring to read or play video games. I finally signed him out for an Outdoor Adventure "Camp" over his spring break from school, and he seemed to enjoy that, so at least he doesn't mind it now. BUT snowshoeing for one weekend...that definitely sounds fun, and do-able. The Bureau owes me a bunch of vacation time. Truthfully, she hadn't really met anyone worth the time to spend the weekends with anyway, and it was too much work on her own to take Max out by herself. She did go with her brother, but Max usually stayed with her dad and stepmother. Your father sounds so impressive. My father owns a mechanics shop in South Boston. Big Mac's Garage, specializing in foreign cars. She laughed. It was the sign that hung over the window, but she knew that he took ANY car. He and her uncle Simon had bought it together when Simon and Peg had first moved to America. They finished the food, and coffee, but Fee didn't want to leave yet. On the other hand, it seemed rude to keep the woman too late.

I have a friend who works with Mr. Mussak, and apparently they just beat out Boeing and Lockheed Martian for the replacement for the Space Shuttle. There Shuttle, the X-92, is essentially the Space Shuttle on crack. It is a bit smaller, but can carry a heavier payload and apparently uses a new kind of shielding for reentry. It’s supposed to be 200% more effective than the currently heat shields used by any of the other Space Agencies, which means that it doesn’t need to go through such an intensive turnaround that shuttle has been plagued with, though that could just be gossip. They have made a dozen test flights and it has already cost less than what it takes to launch the Space Shuttle for year, and they are getting ready to make their first docking with the ISS! Fee's eyes lit up as Ryan spoke.

[color=purple}That is amazing. I would LOVE a piece of that action! You know so many people! She was amazed-the only people she knew were other mothers, most of which she couldn't stand, because they were SUPER judgemental, and people from work. She had only two friends that were not employed by the Bureau, or from the Mother's group...and they were both in the UK. David was in London, currently, running the IT department at The London Times, and Aisling was in Ireland, working as a copyeditor for the Hip Hiberninan, Ireland's *best* (and only!) fashion magazine the "mature" woman. How a thirty year old woman got THAT job was beyond Fee, but whatever. So you want to work on rockets, too? He hadn't exactly TOLD her what his "dream job" was...

I love Tiramisu, reminds me of happy times, you know? A friend told me about this place. He said, ‘Ryan, if you ever go downtown, you have to go to Mama Megan’s. I am not going to tell you why, but go.’ He didn’t say anything else about it. So, low and behold, I did, and now I am hooked even more! ..Though to answer the Marine turned spy question, I am no spy. I would love to have been an astronaut. She nodded. It must be a guy thing, mostly, because Liam had wanted to, too, at one point, as did Max. Or maybe it was a Maccafferty thing?! She didn't know.

Well, at least we know we share some of the same interests. She smiled. It was nice. She was missing that-that THING in her life, and maybe Ryan could fill it...at least for awhile...she hoped longer, but didn't voice that, for obvious reasons (she didn't want to look like a weirdo).

They were wrapping it up, Fee could sense, and it WAS getting late. She'd let Ryan take her home soon, unless he had something else planned, which she wasn't opposed to.

I am sorry, that must have sounded silly....Do you ever have any dreams like that? I know you said you wanted to be a scientist, but surely there was something else? She nodded.

Yeah...I have a fantasy about being a news reporter. I wanted to be a sportscaster for a short time...took a communications class in college, but my Professor said my accent was too strong... She shook her head. Also, she was very small and had to stand on boxes and things to reach the podium whenever they had to speak to the class. I have a friend who works for the London Times...he tried to get me to move back there after I had Max, but I was already working for the Bureau, and I just...I don't know. My life isn't there anymore, it's here now. She had made a decision, one that she felt was best for her and Max, and it was the best descision at the time, and probably still was, but that didn't mean she didn't miss the UK. She just had to be responsible now, and that meant a real, steady job for a kid with some issues. She smiled at Ryan as he finished up.

I guess this is the end? She didn't want it to end, but she was practical, and also getting a little tired. She would have to be Mom all day tomorrow, after all.

Tag:Ryan Alexander.

[Ryan Alexander]

2105
Mama Megan's
DC

Sure. That would be great, we would love to show you. Max always saves extra change to run down those gravity chute things. He can go and eat "astronaut" food, and it's a good time, safe, AND I don't have to cook lunch. Ryan laughed. He remembered doing that too when his dad used to take him to OMSI back home. Maybe we can find time next week for the Apollo thing at Dulles...we've not been yet. Work's been a nightmare, and while I love Blue, she's my best friend, I HATE leaving her in charge of Max. She has no ability to look after a child, but she's the best I have right now, except when my Dad is in town. “I can understand that. Just let me know what works for you. As long as nothing major is happening, my boss is pretty open to letting me get off a little early.” He said with a smile. He worked with some amazing people, and they were all extremely supportive of families and the like.

Max and I haven't really been camping. Just once in a tent in the backyard. I love nature, but...there isn't time, usually, and he's only recently gotten into outdoor activities...he's a very sensitive child, brilliant. He just didn't like playing outside, preferring to read or play video games. I finally signed him out for an Outdoor Adventure "Camp" over his spring break from school, and he seemed to enjoy that, so at least he doesn't mind it now. BUT snowshoeing for one weekend...that definitely sounds fun, and do-able. The Bureau owes me a bunch of vacation time. “Perfect! I know it is a few months out, but I will try to find some nice easy spots.” Ryan said happily. “I pretty much grew up camping. My parents used to do that a lot when I was growing up. We would go to the beach, an old Army base called Fort Steven’s. We would ride bikes, and catch clams. Make fresh clam chowder and the like.” Ryan smiled. He hadn’t thought about that in years. As much as he loved to just go and camp, he hadn’t done it in quite a while. There always seemed that there was so much to do, and never enough time.

Your father sounds so impressive. My father owns a mechanics shop in South Boston. Big Mac's Garage, specializing in foreign cars. Ryan smiled. “You dad sounds impressive. He must really enjoy working on cars. I always did it as a hobby, but the thought of doing it for a living seems to take the fun out of it.” Ryan said with a chuckle. “How long has he owned his shop?” Ryan asked taking a bite out of his treat. He saved the last bite for Fee, offering it to her.

That is amazing. I would LOVE a piece of that action! “SpaceC's testing facilities aren’t too far away from here and I haven’t seen Ted in a few years. I am sure that I could convince him give us a tour?” He said hoping that he could arrange it, and that it would be something that she would want to do with him. You know so many people! He laughed at her comment. “I guess I am just very charismatic? I don’t know. I have always made friends really easily. I don’t know why, but I enjoy talking with people, and learning about them, especially you.” He said with a grin, hoping that it didn’t sound creepy. He really was interested in learning more about her, he did really like her.

Well, at least we know we share some of the same interests. “And that makes me really glad!” He said with a smile. Wondering what else they had in common. Yeah...I have a fantasy about being a news reporter. I wanted to be a sportscaster for a short time...took a communications class in college, but my Professor said my accent was too strong... Ryan wanted to fall out of his chair. “A news reporter? I never would have thought! And your accent is amazing!” I have a friend who works for the London Times...he tried to get me to move back there after I had Max, but I was already working for the Bureau, and I just...I don't know. My life isn't there anymore, it's here now. Ryan nodded in understanding. When he had gotten out of the Marines he had wanted to move back up to the Northwest he missed it dearly. But an opportunity like this didn’t come around very often, and he was even more glad that he had taken the Job at NCIS.

I guess this is the end? Ryan sighed, and looked down at his cup of coffee. It was nearly empty, but how he wished it was still full. He didn’t want the evening to end, but he was aware that she had responsibilities. He smiled as finished the hiss cup. “It is getting late, and I would feel horrible if I ruined the little bit of time that you have to spend with your son. Besides, I am not going anywhere.” He said with a grin.

“Are you sweeties leaving already?” Mama Megan asked as she put up a chair on the table. “You really are a lovely couple, please come back anytime.” She winked at Fee. Ryan laughed as he escorted Fee out of the shop. “I had a really amazing time this evening Fiona. You are incredible, and I really am enjoying getting to know you.” He said, as he escorted her down the street.

Elsewhere

"Its about time." "Alright, be ready to move."


Tag: Fiona Maccafferty

[Fiona Maccafferty]

2107
Mama Megan's
DC

Fee was sad that it was ending, but she supposed ALL good things had to end eventually. Even this date. She'd SURVIVED a date, and was going to on at least one more, with a bloke who was NICE, and had a job, and was pretty much all the things she was hoping for in a mate. He didn't even mind about Max. Most guys wanted to know the whole story right off, and it was always too much. She had a feeling that when she DID explain to Ryan what had happened, he wouldn't be TOO fazed. Maybe mad, maybe disgusted. But he wouldn't blame her...some people did. He commented, soothing her fears about the time off to go to the Museum attached to the Airport.

I can understand that. Just let me know what works for you. As long as nothing major is happening, my boss is pretty open to letting me get off a little early. She smiled, and nodded.

Well, if you don't mind Max tagging along, Wednesdays are best for us, or the weekend. Wednesdays are my early days-we have firearms quals, which I don't usually need to attend...And I just signed Max up for t-ball, which is Monday and Tuesday. He wanted soccer, but that met everyday, and his friend Angela's mother could only drive for the T-ball days when I have to work. Blue has a scooter, but she can't take both kids. She smiled a little, just five, and her son was already a ladies man! All his friends were girls. Her brother teased her that he was going to be gay, and if he WAS, she didn't care. She doubted it, but she would love him anyway. So Wednesday if you don't mind a five year old, and Saturday if you do. I can get away a few hours before he realizes I am gone...he loves BLue, calls her Aunty Blue. I am sorry, I am talking about him again! She couldn't HELP it, though.

“Perfect! I know it is a few months out, but I will try to find some nice easy spots....I pretty much grew up camping. My parents used to do that a lot when I was growing up. We would go to the beach, an old Army base called Fort Steven’s. We would ride bikes, and catch clams. Make fresh clam chowder and the like. She smiled.

That sounds AMAZING. I kind of wish my family were like that-it was hard when I was a kid-my mom left when I was really young, so I had to help my dad in the shop and stuff. There was never enough money for fun things. BUT there was always money for cabbage! She despised cabbage. They went on to the discussion of the families.

“You dad sounds impressive. He must really enjoy working on cars. I always did it as a hobby, but the thought of doing it for a living seems to take the fun out of it....How long has he owned his shop? She shrugged.

Ever since we came to the States, he worked on cars. He went to mechanics' school in Dublin in the 1970's...it was how poor people became NOT poor...you went to trade school. He worked for other people until I was five, then my Uncle Simon moved here with his wife and my cousins, and togehter, they opened the shop. I did the books for YEARS until my dad married Sydney, my stepmother. Now she does them. She smiled at that. She liked her stepmother a lot. The woman was a good match for her father, and so long as HE was happy, Fee was happy.


SpaceC's testing facilities aren’t too far away from here and I haven’t seen Ted in a few years. I am sure that I could convince him give us a tour? She could FEEL her eyes light up. I guess I am just very charismatic? I don’t know. I have always made friends really easily. I don’t know why, but I enjoy talking with people, and learning about them, especially you. She blushed hard.

Thanks... She didn't know what else to say. I enjoy hearing about you, too... She blushed harder. That was SOO dopey!

And that makes me really glad...A news reporter? I never would have thought! And your accent is amazing! She made a face.

Yes, amazing if you live in Rosemeade. That's the town in Dublin we're from; Dublin is both a city and a county. My mother's family were from Southern Ireland, near Cork. But otherwise, I feel like it makes me obvious, you know? Like, the bad guy is listening, and he KNOWS to look for the Irish girl...you know? She sighed. It was hard to explain.

Finally, it was time for them to wrap it up, sadly.

t is getting late, and I would feel horrible if I ruined the little bit of time that you have to spend with your son. Besides, I am not going anywhere.... She smiled.

Well, thank you then, for a lovely evening. I needed a night out with a lovely guy...and I DO apologize again for Max earlier. Sadly, he'll be in bed when I get home, or he BETTER be! They stood to go.

Are you sweeties leaving already?...ou really are a lovely couple, please come back anytime. If she were honest with herself, she hoped they WOULD, several times. He laughed as they left, and she let him lead her down the street to his car.

I had a really amazing time this evening Fiona. You are incredible, and I really am enjoying getting to know you. She nodded.

I did, too. Thank YOU; I've lived in DC for four years now, and I've never seen THIS part of it! It's been a real treat.[/i] She fell quiet, a little sad that it had to come to an end, but at the same time, glad, because she needed some time to process this.

Tag:Ryan Alexander.

[Ryan Alexander]

2110
Mama Megan's
DC

Well, if you don't mind Max tagging along, Wednesdays are best for us, or the weekend. Wednesdays are my early days-we have firearms quals, which I don't usually need to attend...And I just signed Max up for t-ball, which is Monday and Tuesday. He wanted soccer, but that met everyday, and his friend Angela's mother could only drive for the T-ball days when I have to work. Blue has a scooter, but she can't take both kids.
Ryan laughed. “Of course Max can come! Though I can only imagine seeing a load of kids hanging onto the back of a scooter!” Ryan said chuckling again, imagining the scene. “I never did t-ball, I started with baseball nearly immediately." So Wednesday if you don't mind a five year old, and Saturday if you do. I can get away a few hours before he realizes I am gone...he loves BLue, calls her Aunty Blue. I am sorry, I am talking about him again! “It is quite alright, I think Wednesday would be great, work willing of course.” He said happily. He really wanted to see her again, so the sooner the better. Besides if he was to have a relationship with her, he guessed her son would have to like him too. Goodness I hope that didn’t sound weird. Ryan thought to himself.

That sounds AMAZING. I kind of wish my family were like that-it was hard when I was a kid-my mom left when I was really young, so I had to help my dad in the shop and stuff. There was never enough money for fun things. BUT there was always money for cabbage! He smiled. “I get the distinct impression that you either really love cabbage, or despise it. I am learning towards despise at the moment.” He said laughing. He wanted to encourage the camping but decide that there would be plenty of time for that in the future. He really liked Fee, and the more he talked to her, the more he could see things going further. He didn’t want to rush it though, he sensed that there was something that she needed to say, and until that time, and even after, Ryan would go at her pace.

Ever since we came to the States, he worked on cars. He went to mechanics' school in Dublin in the 1970's...it was how poor people became NOT poor...you went to trade school. He worked for other people until I was five, then my Uncle Simon moved here with his wife and my cousins, and togehter, they opened the shop. I did the books for YEARS until my dad married Sydney, my stepmother. Now she does them. Ryan smiled. He pictured a young Fee going to town balancing the books. “Wow! No wonder NASA wanted you! You must be a genius at numbers. Sometimes I feel lucky if I am able to do addition correctly without a calculator.” He said with a laugh. He wasn’t that bad a math, it was actually one of his strongest subjects in school. He was actively looking to take some online classes, and looking to get an Engineering Degree if only to make him more competitive within NCIS. He could only go so far on ability and merit.

Thanks... . I enjoy hearing about you, too... Ryan didn’t know what to say. Take it slow buddy, take it slow. He thought to himself. “That really makes me happy to hear Fiona.”

Yes, amazing if you live in Rosemeade. That's the town in Dublin we're from; Dublin is both a city and a county. My mother's family were from Southern Ireland, near Cork. But otherwise, I feel like it makes me obvious, you know? Like, the bad guy is listening, and he KNOWS to look for the Irish girl...you know? Actually Ryan did or rather he could kind of understand. Ryan had grown up being told he sounded Canadian. Not that it really compared, but he understood. It had taken him some practice but he had out grown it. “I am sure that you would have made a great news anchor.”

Well, thank you then, for a lovely evening. I needed a night out with a lovely guy...and I DO apologize again for Max earlier. Sadly, he'll be in bed when I get home, or he BETTER be! Ryan laughed. “You are most certainly welcome. Though you by are the most lovely this evening” Ryan said blushing. “I am sure your friend Blue has him neatly squared away and in bed.” He said trying to sound encouraging.

I did, too. Thank YOU; I've lived in DC for four years now, and I've never seen THIS part of it! It's been a real treat. Ryan smiled. “To be honest, the only reason I knew about Mama Megan’s through a friend. And the Lantern Lighting was because I got separated from a group of friends who were stationed at Quantico...” He said laughing remembering that they had all gotten a little drunk, and were walking downtown. One of them had wanted to take a look at something and Ryan had kept walking, it took him a little to realize that they weren’t following, so he sat on a bench and waited for them to catch up. That’s when he had seen the lanterns in the sky. Though he was sure he thought they were something else at the time. He had later looked into and found out all the information. He still chuckled at that night. He missed them. “It was a good time. Though, this evening was a lot more fun.” He said happily.

He and Fee started walking up the avenue, hand in hand.

Elsewhere

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Tag: Fiona Maccafferty

[Fiona Maccafferty]

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Mama Megan's
DC

The two got ready to go, and she listened, happily, as Ryan finished his end of the conversation.

Of course Max can come! Though I can only imagine seeing a load of kids hanging onto the back of a scooter!It is quite alright, I think Wednesday would be great, work willing of course... Fee laughed, too. Work!

Good! He'll be excited. And yes, I've SEEN it; she brought Angela to our house for a sleepover once...I TRIED to get her to take my car, but she wouldn't. She CAN drive, she just...doesn't. And thank you for not hating me, it's just that Max is a big part of my life..I forgot to mention that his name isn't actually Max, that's just his nickname. His REAL name is Kenneth, like my father, but he's so great that my dad used to call him Kenny to the Max, which morphed into Max, and it just stuck. So when he's in trouble, his name is Kenneth Andrew Maccafferty, but he will like it if you just call him Max. She didn't know why she had just said that, but she supposed that Ryan SHOULD know, just in case of her untimely demise or something.

I get the distinct impression that you either really love cabbage, or despise it. I am learning towards despise at the moment. She made a face.

I bloody HATE cabbage, and potatoes more! I only had me aunts, and all an Irish woman knows how to cook is bloody cabbage and potatoes! Every holiday was some sort of animal, with cabbage and potatoes!! Fee could write a BOOK about cabbage and potatoes.

“Wow! No wonder NASA wanted you! You must be a genius at numbers. Sometimes I feel lucky if I am able to do addition correctly without a calculator...

She smiled.

Well, it gets easier the more you do it. I must admit that I still struggle iwth basic maths; my checkbook is a mess. I have to have Blue balance it for me! She laughed a little. She might be a genius, but she was stupid in some areas, rather like Einstein. He'd failed basic maths.

That really makes me happy to hear Fiona....I am sure that you would have made a great news anchor. She blushed a little.

Thank you. She got her cardigan, which she'd brought along in case they were out late, and she was right.

You are most certainly welcome. Though you by are the most lovely this evening. I am sure your friend Blue has him neatly squared away and in bed. Fee blushed harder and then nodded a bit.

I am sure you're right...she DOES know and follow the rules involving Max. Though she SHOULD; it's by the grace of God she's in my charge and not in federal prison. Fee smiled lightly, and followed Ryan out.

It was a good time. Though, this evening was a lot more fun She raised an eyebrow. What did THAT mean?!

It sounds like a story there! Tell me! She encouraged.

Tag:Ryan Alexander.

[Ryan Alexander]

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Mama Megan's
DC

Good! He'll be excited. And yes, I've SEEN it…but he will like it if you just call him Max. Ryan laughed at the thought of seeing 2 young children holding onto to an adult speeding around DC on a moped. IT took him a moment, to recover. Still smiling he nodded as Fee explained Max’s name. He made a mental note to make sure that he called her son Max, and not Kenny.

I bloody HATE cabbage, and potatoes more! I only had me aunts, and all an Irish woman knows how to cook is bloody cabbage and potatoes! Every holiday was some sort of animal, with cabbage and potatoes!! Ryan chuckled. Making another mental note to avoid anything with cabbages and potatoes if he was able. God what is mom going to think. He thought to himself, though he cautioned about getting to a head of himself. Let’s see where this goes before we start thinking about taking her to home. Ryan’s mom loved making cabbage on special occasions, if anything became of this, Ryan made a mental note to mention to mom to skip the cabbage. “I will keep that in mind for future dates, skip the cabbage!” He said with warm but playful smile.

Well, it gets easier the more you do it. I must admit that I still struggle iwth basic maths; my checkbook is a mess. I have to have Blue balance it for me! He nodded. HE knew exactly what she meant. He had planned on going back to school after he had finished with the Marine Corps, but he had gotten one of those opportunities that were way too good to pass up. “I can understand that. Part of me wants to go back to school, but I enjoy working at NCIS to much. It gives me a purpose, you know?” Ryan had said. It was a good opportunity what he had, and if he ever had kids, he would be able to transfer the GI Bill to them, so it wasn’t going to go to waste.

Thank you. Ryan smiled. “You are welcome.” He said, as he helped her with her cardigan like any good gentlemen would. He really did like her, and was excited to see where this would go.

I am sure you're right...she DOES know and follow the rules involving Max. Though she SHOULD; it's by the grace of God she's in my charge and not in federal prison. Ryan quirked an eyebrow. “Now that must have been a story. I Would like to hear about that someday.” Ryan said with a little laugh. It sounds like a story there! Tell me! Ryan held the door open for Fee as they exited Mama Megan’s. He nearly face palmed when she had asked him to tell the story. “Well…only because I like you, I am a little embarrassed about it to be honest.” He said a little shyly. “I had just arrived in DC after finishing with the Marine Corps, and while I was going to become a Special Security Officer, they still wanted me to go through Special Agent Courses. I was the anomaly as I didn’t meet all the requirements to become a Special Agent, but I wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Needless to say, when I graduated from the academy and got my first post, several of my Marine Buddies who were stationed at Quantico wanted to celebrate. Needless to say, it was quite a party. We were bar hopping through the area and I thought I saw a girl I recognized. At least that’s what they told me after they found me. I ended up wandering towards the FDR memorial and passed out one of the benches. DC Police found me awhile later, and were going to take me to the drunk tank. Luckily my buddies found me right as they were putting me into the back of the squad car, and were able to talk them into letting them take me home. That’s when I saw the lanterns in the sky and thought it was beautiful. “Ryan said with a shrug. That night had been a really close call, and one of the reasons he didn’t drink much anymore. “Do you have any funny stories like that?” Ryan asked. Ryan had more, but though that he would save them for another time.

Tag: Fiona Maccafferty

[Fiona Maccafferty]

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Mama Megan's
DC

Fiona followed Ryan down the street. She took his hand, and hoped that he didn't think she was being too forward. That was probably as brave as she would get that night. She smiled a little when he took her hand fully in his. It was NICE, actually-not at all scary. But still. It was as far as she would go tonight. They started to discuss her distate of cabbage.

I will keep that in mind for future dates, skip the cabbage! Fee laughed.

Yes, please! I should be a little more fair; I DO eat it when my step-mother cooks it, but then I don't have a lot of choice. If you don't eat what Syd cooks, you either cook for yourself, in a kitchen stocked for a rather large Irish man, or you go hungry. I hate cooking, but I hate going hungry MORE. My stepmother is Jewish by hertiage, but doesn't practice it, so I tend to at least get SOME things that aren't Irish. I still manage to fancy lamb and things, though. And beer, of course. A life is not worth living if it has no beer in it. She hoped that that didn't come out wrong; there were parts of her Irish hertiage that she did NOT have, and alcoholism was one of them. She simply was too cheap, really.

They moved on at a slow pace, not wanting to leave the others' company...or at least, that's what Fee thought.

I can understand that. Part of me wants to go back to school, but I enjoy working at NCIS to much. It gives me a purpose, you know? Fee nodded; she DID know.

It's normal to want to be needed. And your job, like mine, is sadly necessary. I wish that one day, just ONE, that no serial killers or bombers or bank robbers would go to work, so I can sit on the couch with my kid and watch Star Wars, you know? I wish I wasn't always needed. She let out a sigh. Some nights, when it was late, and she was alone at work, she even sometimes-SOMETIMES-wished she wasn't needed by Max, either. It would be nice to have one night of not having to worry about another person.

They went on to other topics...

You are welcome... And then to Blue. Now that must have been a story. I Would like to hear about that someday.. She smiled. She would tell him! He then told HER a story. A story that sounded a little TOO true.

Well…only because I like you, I am a little embarrassed about it to be honest.” He said a little shyly. “I had just arrived in DC after finishing with the Marine Corps, and while I was going to become a Special Security Officer, they still wanted me to go through Special Agent Courses. I was the anomaly as I didn’t meet all the requirements to become a Special Agent, but I wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Needless to say, when I graduated from the academy and got my first post, several of my Marine Buddies who were stationed at Quantico wanted to celebrate. Needless to say, it was quite a party. We were bar hopping through the area and I thought I saw a girl I recognized. At least that’s what they told me after they found me. I ended up wandering towards the FDR memorial and passed out one of the benches. DC Police found me awhile later, and were going to take me to the drunk tank. Luckily my buddies found me right as they were putting me into the back of the squad car, and were able to talk them into letting them take me home. That’s when I saw the lanterns in the sky and thought it was beautiful. She smiled. She could picture it. He was good at it; telling stories. She was less good at it; she usually fumbled it up with Irish-isms and nervous babble. Do you have any funny stories like that? Fee shrugged. Most of her life had been spent in the shadows; she had never really fit in anywhere. When she was older, she had had Max so young she hadn't had TIME to sow her oats. She had a FEW stories; nothing juicy, though. There WAS the Christmas party that one time...

I can see that, actually...but no, not any drunken shenianigins; children generally prohibit that. I DID get a little tipsy at the Bureau Christmas party a few years ago and tell my colleague that I loved him, which was SO, but that is about it. He was gracious about it and luckily, I had told him in the kitchen, away from everyone else. He transferred to a Red Cell team later on... She blushed deeply. That hadn't been her finest hour, but at least it had kind of worked out. Now, he was married, and had a child of his own on the way. She went on. Anyway. About Blue...well. When we were in college, we entered this contest of sorts-we didn't know anything about it, but it turns out it's how the CIA recruits people. There's a series of riddles and puzzles that come to your email, and you solve them. We were doing that, and it was going well. Well, one of the riddles was to build a code that would break a firewall at this website they linked you to. We were able to break it; it was the Library of Congress. Blue, though...she went further. She was able to figure out that the website was linked to the HR department at the CIA and she hacked some of thier files...the M ones, also known as the X-Files. Needless to say, they weren't exactly happy about that. *I* was let go, because I turned over my codes, but she was given a suspended sentence, since it was her first offense. I agreed to be responisble for her...that was supposed to be for a year. Here we are, four years later, and...well. She's my closest friend, as weird as that is. Fee smiled. Blue was odd, but they got along well. Soon, they were at Ryan's car, and she felt a little sad. She didn't want it be over, but she knew it was inevitable.

Where in DC do you live? I mean, if I am too far out of your way, I can take the Metro... She just realized that she lived far enough outside of city limits that it would mean a LONG drive back home for him.

Tag:Ryan Alexander.