'It's late, I thought you weren't going to stay late.'
'Mmmhmm it is late Er, so what are you doing here?'
Even thought this was exactly what Holtz wanted she still felt the need to tease the woman a little, watching her blush and get flustered was so appealing and made Erin even more lovable.
The brunette hesitated, brushing her fringe with her fingers.
Holtz spun away from her in a circle, raising her eyebrows as she paused at the bottom of the stairs.
Erin remained silent.
'Well, Er, since you're here, want to come see what I've been working on?'
Erin nodded, following her colleague up into the lab, the room was much warmer than the ground floor and Erin rubbed her hands together.
The blonde put her drink down on her desk, Erin following her to a pile of blueprints, a trap was pictured, propellers jutting from the underside.
'A drone trap?'
Holtzmann nodded.
'You think it will work?'
'Ohhhh baby, I know it will.'
Holtzmann grinned, leaning her hip on the side of the desk, Erin stood close to her, looking at the precise notes and detailed equations, scribbles of materials along the edges and a meticulously drawn image.
'Can I help with it?'
'No,' Holtzmann replied, leaning over to get the bottle, smiling as she sipped. Smiling not just at the fact that Erin wanted to help her with the trap but again at the fact that Erin was there. Here with her. She was at the Firehouse. She had come back after her date.
'No?'
'Mmhmmm, no.'
Erin looked back to the drawings, then at Holtz.
'Wanna see it in action?'
'You've already made it?!' Erin cried, wide-eyed.
'Sure have,' the engineer said with a small bow, placing her drink back on the desk, picking up the iPad next to a stack of papers, 'to the roof m'lady.'
Erin chuckled, following the woman to the roof door, half hoping there was something other than the trap waiting for her, and she felt a pang of disappointment when she stepped outside, seeing just the drone. The trap was on the floor and Erin crouched down to it, looking over it, the contraption was almost double the size of their usual one, with propellers on top, and Erin smiled at Holtz.
'It's amazing Jill.'
Erin stood up, stepping back from it.
'Just wait....'
The engineer pressed a few icons on the screen of the iPad, the lights on the trap illuminating in a white glow, and she used her body to push Erin back a little, the brunette looking over her shoulder at the screen. The propellers began to rotate slowly, a gentle humming noise emitting from the machine, and it zipped upwards quickly, both Erin and Holtz's heads shooting skywards to watch. Holtzmann looked back down to the screen, pressing a few buttons.
'Genius,' Erin breathed, looking down to the woman, then back up to the drone.
'It's gonna give us another angle for Busts,' the blonde said with a proud smile, looking back up as she navigated the direction of the trap, bringing it closer to them. The whirring propellers generating a small breeze, and Erin pulled her loose hair from her face, watching as the trap opened, light pouring out of it just in front of them, the doors shutting with a metal snap and the woman flew it slowly to the ground. It automatically turned off and Holtz let the iPad drop to one hand by her side.
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Simple Complexity
FanfictionA Holtzbert story. It wasn't really the fact that the gun wasn't ready, nor was it that the Swiss Army knife was the intention, the intention was the motion, the gift, the representation. Because for Doctor Jillian Holtzmann, the action, the symbol...
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