Post by Michael Barton on Dec 27, 2011 6:01:40 GMT 1
Michael Barton had spent Christmas dinner in his apartment with the McCoy family, by an interesting turn of events he was the only one who owned a home. Grace's parents lived on the SWORD Space Station full time and Grace (like parents like daughter) lived full time on the SHIELD Helicarrier base. Thus it came down to Michael to host.
It had been a lovely Christmas day as it would happen, good food had been enjoyed, better wine and best of all the company. Michael was pretty sure Grace's mother gave him the old evil eye a couple of times so he wasn't sure what Grace had told her about them, not that there was a 'them.'
But now the old folks were gone (having taken a teleporter do-dah thingie back into space) so it was just Grace and Michael. "Merry Christmas Grace." started the SHIELD Archer, holding up a glass of wine to the best damn partner he could ask for.
It had been a lovely Christmas day as it would happen, good food had been enjoyed, better wine and best of all the company. Michael was pretty sure Grace's mother gave him the old evil eye a couple of times so he wasn't sure what Grace had told her about them, not that there was a 'them.'
But now the old folks were gone (having taken a teleporter do-dah thingie back into space) so it was just Grace and Michael. "Merry Christmas Grace." started the SHIELD Archer, holding up a glass of wine to the best damn partner he could ask for.