It was already late when Jodie Starling, André Camel and Shuichi Akai left the FBI building. They had finally solved what had been dubbed the clockwork murder series by the newspapers and were now feeling the exhaustion that came with the inevitable extra work hours. There was still a lot of paperwork to do, but James Black had sent them on their way. “It’s time you catch up on your sleep,” their boss had said, looking pointedly at the team who were holding an extra large can of coffee in their hands (Agents Akai and Starling), exercising with dumb-bells (Agent Camel), tapping annoying rhythms against the table with a ballpoint pen (Agent Starling) or glaring at Agent Starling to make her stop (Agents Camel and Akai).
As they reached the entrance of the parking lot, André Camel turned towards his colleague.
“Hey, Jodie, are you free on Friday? Let’s say around 8 pm?”
Her reply made him frown deeper.
“What about you, Akai?”
He didn’t hesitate. “Yes. What-”
He wasn’t given a chance to finish his question.
“Great! Because I’m not. So you two go on without me. Enjoy your date!”
Camel grinned and left them standing in front of the parking lot.
Jodie blinked and turned to the other agent.
“Did he just-”
She tried to form a coherent sentence, but was apparently too speechless to actually finish it.
“Set us up? Yes.” Shuichi said, a smile stealing on his lips. “Wear a dress, will you?”
Feel free to send me a prompt. I can't guarantee anything, but I'll try my best :)
Chapter 2: A little help from his sister
It's too over the top, but I find I care less than I probably should...
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Masumi had been watching her brother and Jodie Starling for a very long time now, and honestly, this was getting ridiculous. She sighed, wondering how angry her mother would be with her for what she was about to do, and then stood up.
She approached the blond woman who was currently staring at Shuichi with hearts in her eyes. Masumi wasn’t quite sure what Jodie saw in her brother - she didn’t know all that much about their relationship although in her opinion, pretending to be dead wasn’t necessarily a recommendation of one’s character - but then again, Shuichi was her brother and she wanted to see him happy.
For an FBI agent the woman could be horribly unaware of her surroundings, Masumi thought as Jodie startled. The honest, bright smile on Jodie’s face when she realised who had called her name did earn her several points in her favour, however. And Shuichi would just have to make sure it wouldn’t matter if Jodie was distracted. At least that was one thing she didn’t have to worry about. Masumi knew from experience that her brother was good at protecting people.
Unfortunately, he was not very good at letting people know he cared.
That was were Masumi came in.
“Jodie, I haven’t known you for a very long time,” at this, she threw her brother an irritated glance. He really should have introduced them so much sooner. ”… but …”
By now, Shuichi was eyeing them suspiciously.
Masumi got down on one knee.
Out of the corner of her eyes, she could see Shuichi rise from his chair.
“Will you become my sister-in-law?”
Jodie blinked. “Excuse me - what?”
The correct answer is YES, Masumi thought impatiently.
A cold hand grabbed her neck from behind and pulled her up.
“Shu-nii!” she protested.
“Masumi!” he retorted dryly. “Did you just propose to Jodie for me?”
She was proud to detect a hint of incredulity and amusement in his voice. There was also a fair share of nervousness and annoyance, but given the circumstances, Masumi supposed she’d be forgiven once Jodie said yes.
“Well, you were taking too long…” She said, imitating their mother’s reproachful tone. She threw her head backwards in order to escape his strong grip, but she knew he wasn’t going to let her go quite so easily.
“You bought that ring back in February!” she whined.
“How do you even know abo-”
He was interrupted by a small gasp. Shuichi let her go immediately and turned his entire attention towards Jodie.
“Are you out of your mind?”
Jodie sighed and paused the video game.
“’Course not. And I don’t see what the problem is.”
Shuichi raised an eyebrow.
“You suggested inviting Conan Edogawa to our wedding.”
She looked straight at him, her eyes a picture of defiance.
His eyebrow rose even higher.
Her mien didn’t change the slightest bit.
“We need to childproof everything,” he conceded defeat.
“Oh come on, Shuichi, Conan’s a big kid. What could go wrong?”
“You’re seriously asking this? Absolutely everything - how about a murder during the ceremony? Oh wait, maybe there’ll be two murders just to make the celebration special!” Shuichi exclaimed, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
“And here was I thinking I was the dramatic one,” Jodie grinned.
based on this prompt:
Travelling with Shuichi was fun. Travelling with Shuichi to England was interesting. Travelling with Shuichi to England during their honeymoon was bliss.
It was also yet another way to come upon a new case.
Jodie stumbled through the forest, trying to keep up with her husband. Why he was dragging her through the Cornish countryside at 9 o’clock in the morning, she wasn’t quite certain yet. She was tired, she was hungry, and she was not in the mood for his weird investigative methods.
“Think, Jodie. What is Cornwall famous for?”
England was his country of birth, why was he asking her?
“I don’t know - pasties.”
Shuichi rolled his eyes. “Yes, well, apart from that.”
“Forget the food, Jodie!” he exclaimed, exasperated.
“Well, I wish I could, but we came out without breakfast, remember?”
Investigations with Shuichi were compelling. Investigations with Shuichi in the morning were annoying. Investigations with Shuichi in the morning during their honeymoon was a fucking nuisance.
They were also a way to be treated to a proper English breakfast picnic-style once they got back to their car.
based on the following lines from The Inspector Lynley Mysteries (series 4, episode 2 "In The Guise of Death", I think?):
Lynley: Think, Havers. What is Cornwall famous for?
Lynley: Yes, well, apart from that.
Havers: Smoked fish
Lynley: Forget the food.
Havers: Well; I wish I could, but we came out without breakfast, remember.