Snow Drabble

Sam sat behind the snow wall, his heart racing at breakneck speed. He knew for a fact that he had seen movement to his left.

Backup was here somewhere and Spencer was hiding far to the right.

He had lost sight of Chris and was worried now. The sun was shinning softly through the cloudy London sky and Sam could feel the cold seeping through his pants as he sat on his knees.

He took a deep breath and looked up. A snowball hit him on the shoulder followed by Chris's loud laugh. "Gotcha!"

Sam heard Backup's giggle echo Chris's.

Confusion

“Doog gninrom Upkcab!" The American voice of Chris Keel shouted from the door his dimples growing bigger as the frown on Backus´s forehead grew deeper.

“What is it with him?" She asked Sam shocked as he reached her desk.

Sam shook his head. “Too much coffee, he´s been up to it all morning."

Chris smiled broadly at his partner. “Nethgil pu Sitruc."

“What?"

“Dna yeht yas er´ouy thgirb."

The smirking grin on his partner´s face made Sam´s eyes narrow.

“Mr Curtis, Mr Keel, my office!" Malone´s voice suddenly hollered out of his office

Chris glanced at Sam and sighed. “Spoo!"

“Definitely."

Office Work

The sound of typing is almost deafening. Everyone is busy with reports and case file updates.

I gaze up from my keyboard and spot Spencer frowning heavily as he stares at his screen. He must be playing Mindsweeper again.

Looking at my left I see Sam lost in his work playing his fingers over the keyboard like a piano.

Next to him Chris has already rearranged his desk twice and barely held his boredom from exploding as he sat staring around him.

He spots me, gives a wink and leans back in his chair.

I sigh and click on Solitaire.