I am exhausted and am very worried about having to go to work tomorrow. I just feel so tired. I am also having allergy issues because of Sweetp and I am feeling a lot of big feelings. I mostly had a really excellent day! I don't want to complain to much. But I am not having fun in this moment.
I asked James to pull out my weighted blanket last night and that really helped me sleep. I woke up at 9, even though I knew Jess would be up earlier. But I knew if I woke up earlier I would have been miserable. She would have coffee and chill and was fine. And I felt a lot better after my long sleep.
I really liked my outfit and I felt cute and good. I asked Jess what she wanted to do because we didn't have a real plan. And she said she wanted to go somewhere cute and look at antiques. Bet. I can make that happen.
I did some quick googling and it was decided we would go out to Catonsville and then Ellicott City. There were two large antique malls and Catonsville had a cafe that apparently had "good breakfast and dope coffee" according to the Google reviews.
So we headed out. And really we had a blast.
The drive wasnt to long. I never have gone over to these two towns or parts of Baltimore county so it was really awesome to find new and cool places.
Our breakfast was very good. I got avacado toast and Jess got an egg sandwich. I got an Arnold Palmer and she got an ice latte. And we sat upstairs and had a really nice breakfast in a cute environment. Jess would also buy a jam (strawberry elderberry!) And got me two pound cake bites which I enjoyed later on.
We walked over to the antique store next and it was great! Super chaotic which is my favorite kind. Just jam packed, winding turns, piles! Baskets! And the prices were reasonable. I ended up finding an unpainted Russian nesting doll, a tiny brass elephant, and a glasses case with a tapestry of a unicorn. Jess got a pink glass ashtray. And I found so many other things I loved. Like coach and frames and mirrors! I didn't buy them but I loved finding them.
We also ended up having a long chat with the woman who worked there and she gave me the contact for their other shop that sells local artist work and that networking was just so cool. Jess said I'm good at the chitchat that leads to contacts. And it's true. I just love a little chitchat.
The ladies at the antique store also recommend we go to the farmers market before it closed. So we would brave the sun to walk over there and it was cool! I mean it was to hot because it was a parking lot. But it was a cool assortment of venders. I bought some dried lavender and we saw one of the farmers that sells at the BMI so it was nice to see him doing well somewhere else too!
But we were to hot and went to the car to cool off and go to the next antique mall.
This one was even bigger. Just way to big. We didn't get to the whole thing, Jess tapping out after about 45 minutes. I found a lot of cool stuff and weird objects. I also found people selling fakes or lying about vintage (a cream sweater claimed it was from the 70s and was silk cashmere, found it had a side tag that placed it in the last decade and was made of 100% acrylic). But mostly it was just a lot of fun searching. They had a lot of movie props too which was pretty cool.
Jess ended up getting a girl scout cookbook from the 60s and I got a precious box purse I think I will use for wedding accessories. It has a checked bag tag inside which was neat. And it was only $12.
We were both pretty beat by this time. I want to go back to check out Ellicott City more because it was so cute. James says we haven't gone because it floods so often but like. It was so cool, made me think of new hope and I would love to explore more with them. A new place, since I'm so bored with everywhere else.
We went back to the apartment. And I got very. Overwhelmed. Because the bill from the hospital came and it was more then double what I was prepared for. I tried very hard not to fall apart. I did not cry. I know we will work it out but. Man. It's terrifying. I hate that my insurance getting messed up has caused all of this now. It's really scary.
But Jess and James and my mom made me feel more secure. My hand hurts and it was like. It is t even like they fixed me. So I just felt so sad.
Jess helped pull me out though. And we went through all the candlesticks me and James have collected and we have 80! James thinks we need 100, but it is nice to know we have so many for the wedding and still have time to get more. We also wiped them all off and vaccuumed out the fireplace because there was just a ton of dust and dirt. But I'm sure we'll have to do it again but it felt like progress.
We would have a little late lunch snack. Melon and cheeses and stuff like that. I wish we had crackers but it's fine. And soon after that Jess would get ready to go home. I helped her carry everything down and hugged goodbye. I miss her already.
I would lay down and wait for James to get back. But then I got up and packed my bags for camp this week. We are doing printmaking and I am excited about it. And I filed my clothes on my bag.
And then James was here and after a little cool down and change we headed out to get my last vaccine.
It was a little more intense in the ER this time. Pregnant ladies, kids with broken limbs, ect. But we handled it. And I got my vaccine and the doctor gave me a splint to try to help my hand pain. But we handled it and James would sit with me on the bed while we waited to be discharged. We watched videos and it was just nice being together.
It was raining a bit when we left. We walked down the street to the diner and ran into some people James knew. Neighbors and old church relations. And we got our sandwiches and shared a milkshake. The food was great but it still really hurt the wound on my mouth and I was having a hard time still. That's just the theme with food for me this week I guess.
We had some laughs with the family next to us. And then we went home. It was raining pretty hard but we got back here as it was lightening up.
I took a bath. And James read a book. And I did my eyebrows a little and tried to just be chill.
I am very tired though. So maybe I'll actually fall asleep earlier tonight. We have to get Tucker in the morning so James can take them to the doctor after they drop me off. So we must wake up early. Well I must. But I just hope it will be a good week even if it's to hot.
Sleep well everyone. I hope you are safe and well. Take care of each other.
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Learning The Changes
Summary: As Gideon begins to realise her situation is permanent for the moment, it's time for them to go on missions. Sequel to Can I Return This Gift and Days Like This.
Author’s Notes: I’m having fun with this AU, hope you enjoy.
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Gideon looked around confused as Rip parked his car in front of the Palmer Tech store.
“Date night is beginning to look a lot like my day job,” she noted annoyed, making Rip chuckle.
He got out the car and opened the passenger door, taking her hand to help her out, “You’ll like this.”
Smiling as he kept a hold of her hand, Gideon allowed him to lead her towards ‘Hidden Gems’ the rare book shop everyone thought he owned. It was an Argus front that they’d been using as a base for the past few weeks since this whole insanity had begun. Very few people ever came in which meant Rip could work on whatever Argus needed him to do and allowed privacy for them to talk.
“Where are we going?” Gideon asked as Rip led her through the back, to a door she’d never noticed before.
Rip smiled slightly, “The powers that be decided since we were going to be here a while then we need a proper base. They finished it earlier today.”
Before Gideon could ask, he flipped open a panel at the side revealing a number pad. He quickly typed in a six-digit code and the door unlocked.
“Oh my God,” Gideon breathed as Rip led her downstairs into what looked like the bridge of a starship.
“Welcome to our new base,” Rip told her with a smile.
Gideon moved to the multiple screens and slid her hands across the computer.
“Look but don’t touch,” Sara’s voice came from behind them.
“Come on,” Rip touched her arm, “I’ll show you around the rest.”
“What else is there?”
What else there was included a large gym area, cells, an interrogation room, an armoury, a tech room with things Gideon was desperate to get her hands on, a changing room with showers, bunks for the team and a backdoor exit to the Palmer Tech store through Sara’s locker.
“So, what do you think?” Rip asked as they took a seat in the main control room.
Gideon let out a sigh, “I take it this means you’re going to be here for a long time?”
“It means,” Rip took her hand, “That while we’re here we have a proper set up.”
Dropping her head, Gideon whispered, “I suppose so.”
Touching her chin so she would look at him, Rip said, “I know this is hard, but this will be good. It’s a place we can talk without worrying someone will overhear us. Besides, look at this place. As a techie, isn’t this a bit like a dream?”
Gideon smiled, “It is. It reminds me of a ship in my favourite sci-fi shows.”
“Then name it,” Rip told her.
“What?”
He shrugged, “Bases we use normally have a name of some kind, you name this one.”
Biting her lip, she shook her head.
“What would you call your ship, if you had one?” Rip asked.
She hesitated for a moment before replying softly, “Waverider.”
Rip smiled, “Welcome to the Waverider.”
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Gideon took a slow breath as Rip offered her his arm as they headed into the gala, the red dress she had been given for the evening was the most gorgeous thing she’d ever worn and when she saw herself in the mirror couldn’t believe how perfectly it fit her. Sara had fixed her hair up, a talent Gideon never suspected the blonde had, before Rip gave her the golden locket she was wearing, telling she needed it to wear it at all times. It turned out that was because it held a tracker so they could always find her. It took the sheen off it a little, but she obediently stood while Rip fastened it around her neck trying not to shiver when his fingertips brushed her skin.
Rip for his part was wearing a tuxedo and looked…Gideon forced herself not to finish that thought.
“Relax,” Rip said softly, “This is a simple mission to look around and find any information we can on the people who stole the formula. All you need to do is walk around the room and if you flash on anyone tell me.”
Gideon frowned at him, “That’s it?”
“See,” he smiled at her, “Simple.”
Nodding she took another deep breath and Rip started them into the main ballroom. As they moved further in, Gideon saw the bar and instantly recognised one of the people behind it. Sara was dressed in a terrible mustard and black uniform with her long blonde hair pulled back in a tight ponytail while she smiled sweetly at people she was serving. Getting a lot of good tips from what Gideon could see.
“Alright,” Rip said softly, “Do you want something to drink first?”
Gideon nodded.
He escorted her to the bar and flagged down Sara casually.
“What can I get you?” Sara asked with a smile.
“Sparkling water and…” Rip turned to Gideon.
She grimaced, “I’m guessing a wine isn’t a good idea.”
“Two sparkling waters it is,” Sara said.
Rip reached out and took Gideon’s hand, “I understand this is the first time we’ve ever been out in this kind of situation, but you have to relax. We’re not going to let anything happen to you.”
Rip could feel how worried Gideon was about tonight. This was the first time that they’d been out in the field, all previous missions they had Gideon watching surveillance camera footage from the van but unfortunately due to the amount of people here tonight the cameras wouldn’t give the coverage they required.
He was trying his best to keep her calm, but not get too close. Gideon looked utterly gorgeous in the dress he’d chosen for her, and he was beginning to think he shouldn’t be the one choosing her outfits. Miranda always used to tease him how he had an eye for fashion and loved every outfit he’d ever found for her.
“Start your walkaround,” Sara hissed at him as she took their glasses, “I want out of here.”
Rip nodded and offered Gideon his arm. She nervously smiled as she took it, and Rip began to walk them around the room.
“Are there a lot of people in this room who could kill me without hesitation?” Gideon asked suddenly.
Rip shook his head, “Don’t think about that.”
She frowned at him.
“Alright,” Rip sighed, “Think about the fact that both Sara and I are trained to protect you instead.”
Gideon looked at him with big eyes, “Okay?”
Shaking his head, Rip started her walking, “If you flash on anyone let me know.”
Gideon sighed in relief as she unzipped the dress and changed into her pyjamas. It had been a long night and not even slightly productive. She’d seen nothing to help which frustrated her. This thing in her head was supposed to make her useful but she’d been worse than useless while shaking in fear throughout the entire evening.
A knock on the window made her jump, and she slowly opened the curtain surprised to see Rip standing there. His bowtie was untied and the top buttons on his shirt open, he looked even better than he did when fully dressed.
“Are you okay?” he asked gently when she opened the window.
“I feel useless,” she sighed, “I was meant to flash on something that would lead you to the bad guys.”
Rip shook his head, “It’s not your fault our intel was bad. And you did well for your first proper mission.”
“I just feel…” she hesitated.
“Hey,” Rip reached out and took her hand, “Listen to me. You are not trained for this, and we are expecting so much but you are doing an amazing job. Trust me.”
Gideon dropped her head, looking up when Rip touched her cheek, his green eyes catching hers, “I don’t even know you.”
Rip sighed, “You know me as well as you need to, Gideon and you know that I will protect you with my life.”
She sighed, “I’m sorry, Rip. I’m just tired.”
“Then get some rest,” he said softly, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
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Sara was sitting cleaning some of her weapons when Rip headed down into the Waverider. Glancing at the screen, he could see Gideon at her station within Palmer Tech talking with her best friend.
“She’s fine,” Sara told him as he placed the coffee that he’d brought for her on the table, “Working away like the worker bee she is.”
“Has there been any contact from Waller about what happened last night?” Rip asked as he drank his tea.
Sara shook her head, “Not yet. Are you sure your girlfriend isn’t just glitching?”
“From what we’ve observed of the Intersect,” Rip reminded her, “If Gideon had seen anything then she would have flashed. Our intel must have been wrong.”
Finishing her task Sara took the coffee and frowned in thought, “What if we had her looking at the wrong thing?”
“What do you mean?” Rip asked.
“We assumed the sellers would be there last night,” Sara reminded him, “What if the buyers were there and the sale was set up last night.”
Rip let out an annoyed sigh, “Of course,” he began to type and brought up the surveillance they had from the night before onto the monitors, “What are you thinking?”
Sara moved to his side, “If it’s the same group we think it is then check decorations used. They like to hide symbols.”
Rip nodded and began to scan the screen with one half of the room, while Sara took the other.
“Look at this,” he said after a few minutes, “Do you see the gold patterns on the vases?”
Sara chewed her lip for a moment before she nodded, “Yes, that’s it,” quickly typing a command they waited a few minutes and watched as the system pulled together the information.
“Co-ordinates for a meeting tonight,” Rip said, “We should have known.”
“The meeting spot is in a crowded mall,” Sara told him, “We’ll need the Intersect to spot them within the crowds.”
Rip nodded, “I’ll let her know.”
Walking into Palmer Tech, Rip instantly spotted Gideon talking to a customer. When she finished, Gideon turned and saw him. A smile touched her lips and Rip walked over to her. As they’d agreed, Rip wrapped his arm around her waist and pressed a quick kiss to the side of her mouth. It was as intimate as she was willing to let him be for public appearances, which he understood.
“I need to talk to you,” he murmured, “Can you take your lunch break now?”
Gideon nodded and turned to Cisco who was standing nearby, “Tell Zari I’m taking my lunch just now.”
“No problem,” Cisco waved at her before turning back to continue his sales pitch to the customer he was talking to.
Rip wrapped his arm around her shoulders and led her out of the store towards the base. He made sure to stop at the café to pick her up some lunch, while he grabbed a few pastries for the base.
“So,” Gideon said as she took a seat, “I’m guessing something has come up?”
“It looks like last night our friends set up a meet for tonight to sell the formula,” Sara explained bringing up the symbols from the night before, “It’s not something we see often but some groups like to be awkward in the hopes we don’t catch them.”
Gideon nodded, “Then I guess we have another date night tonight.”
“We do,” Rip confirmed, “But on the bright side, as the co-ordinates are the near the cinema then that’s what we’ll tell people we’re going to. It also means, comfortable clothes tonight.”
“And shoes you can run in,” Sara added.
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Gideon grimaced as her brothers appeared in her room while she was trying to figure out what to wear for her ‘date’.
“You know,” Gary started.
“You’ve been dating this guy for a month or do,” Gilbert picked it up, “And we’ve been thinking…”
Gary nodded as Gilbert trailed off, “We want to meet him.”
“No.” Gideon told them instantly.
“Gideon…” they both said in unison before having a silent discussion.
Gilbert took the lead, as he normally did, “We just want to meet this guy. Your friends have already met him, and we want to make sure he’s good enough for our baby sister.”
“Especially considering how many nights you’ve been out with him recently,” Gary added.
Gideon rolled eyes, sometimes having two older brothers was helpful, even if they were barely older than she was, but then there were times, like this, she would happily be an only child.
“Fine,” she gave in, “I will ask him for dinner on Saturday night, is that okay?”
They nodded in unison before leaving her alone. Gideon sat on the bed and dropped her head into her hands wondering how her life had become so complicated.
After a few minutes, Gideon shook herself and pulled on the jeans, a blue sweater, and comfortable shoes she decided to wear. Pulling her hair up, Gideon grabbed her bag and started out.
“I’ll ask,” she threw at her brothers as she passed them before leaving their flat.
As always Rip was waiting for her in his car and she slid into the passenger seat, holding on as he sped away.
The mall was busy, and Gideon watched everyone who passed them as they stood at the cinema pretending to work out what they wanted to watch. Rip’s arm was around her waist while he had her set just slightly in front of him, so she could feel him pressed against her.
“Anything?” Sara asked in her ear.
“Not yet,” Rip replied softly, making Gideon bite her lip as his breath ghosted off her ear.
Three men appeared suddenly, all looking as though they’d been found in Thugs-r-Us and Gideon knew instantly they were the men they were after. At her gasp they turned to look at them and Rip tightened his grip on her.
“Laugh,” he whispered in her ear, “Pretend I’ve said something funny.”
“You’ll have to pretend,” Sara noted, “Hunter is not known for his wit.”
Gideon chuckled, catching a slight annoyed look Rip gave at Sara’s words but it worked, and the men ignored them once more.
“They’re heading towards the employees only section,” Rip reported to Sara, “I’ll meet you there.” He turned Gideon, “I need you to go back to the van and wait for us.”
Gideon whispered, “Be careful.”
Rip nodded, “We will be.”
As he slipped through the crowd, Gideon started out the cinema foyer frowning when another man appeared. Smartly dressed, her mind spat out the information that he was a rogue Argus agent called Kinnerton, one who had been turned in by Rip after murdering several of his own people.
“Rip,” she called, frowning as no answer came, “Sara?”
Something had to be blocking the communication and, realising they wouldn’t know about the former Argus agent, Gideon turned and ran towards the door they’d gone through to warn Rip and Sara. Gideon skidded to a halt as she found them in the centre of stacks of chairs she quickly ducked behind surrounded by the three thugs and Kinnerton who was smiling smugly, his gun aimed at Rip’s head.
This was not good.
Rip was seething as he glared at Kinnerton.
Once a prize pupil, the man someone else who had betrayed the beliefs Rip held and had killed several people Rip had trained alongside him. Rip could feel Sara at his side, coiled like a spring ready to attack but she couldn’t because of the guns trained on them.
“I’m here to buy something very special,” Kinnerton chuckled, “And getting to kill you is just the icing on the cake.”
Rip glared at him, he had so much he wanted to say but refused to give the bastard the satisfaction. A flash of movement caught his eyes and Rip realised Gideon was hiding behind some of the chairs. From Sara’s unclenching and re-clenching of her fist he knew she’d seen Gideon too. The Intersect was their priority so no matter what they had to get her out of here.
“I always wondered,” Rip suddenly spoke up, “What made you turn on Argus. What made you turn against the people who had worked with you for all that time but honestly I can see why now.”
Kinnerton frowned, “And why is that?”
“Because you know that you’re not exceptional,” Rip replied, “Like the others were, you rode on their coattails and when you knew they were going to surpass you, you couldn’t handle it. Because you are worthless.”
As Rip finished, Kinnerton let out an enraged cry and lunged towards him. Rip grabbed his arm and twisted as Sara attacked the three henchmen. Slamming his elbow into the other man’s face, Rip grimaced as Kinnerton flew towards the stack of chairs where Gideon was hiding.
Before she could run away Kinnerton grabbed her. Rip hesitated, and a smug smile touched the other man’s lips.
“Oh, I thought she was just a civilian in the wrong place,” Kinnerton laughed as he gripped Gideon’s throat tightly, “But she means something to you Hunter. I can tell. I’ve seen that look in your eyes before.”
“Let her go,” Rip snarled.
Kinnerton chuckled, “I might,” he leaned in and smelled her hair, “But she’s so pretty. I bet she’ll provide me with a lot of fun.”
Before Rip or Sara could do anything, Gideon’s face set and she slammed her elbow into the stomach of the man, as he gasped Gideon kicked him in the ankle, threw her head back to hit Kinnerton on his nose before hitting him in the groin with her fist.
As he doubled over in pain, Gideon ran to Rip allowing Sara to deal with Kinnerton as he moved her out of the room.
“I’m sorry,” Gideon babbled as Rip walked her back to the van in silence, “I know you wanted me to get out of there, but you weren’t answering your comms and I needed to warn you he was here.”
“It’s okay,” Rip said softly, “But you have to remember our job is to protect you, not the other way around.”
Gideon shook her head, “I know but…” she shrugged, “I don’t want anything to happen to you.”
Wrapping his arm around her, Rip gave Gideon a tight comforting hug. Letting her go he smiled, “You didn’t need our help, where did you learn to do that?”
“Ray set up self-defence classes a few years ago,” Gideon shrugged, “I had forgotten about it until just now.”
“Well, I have a feeling Sara is going to set up some training after seeing you in action,” Rip told her.
Blushing Gideon smiled slightly, “Does this mean we’re finished for tonight?”
“Sara will have contacted the clean-up team, she’ll co-ordinate with them so you’re free for the night,” Rip told her.
Gideon grimaced slightly but before she could say anything else he continued.
“Since we’ve told everyone that we’re going to see a movie tonight,” Rip noted, “We could go see one.”
“Sounds good,” Gideon smiled before she added, “And it will give me some time to persuade you to come for dinner on Saturday with my brothers.”
Rip’s eyebrow raised.
“They want to meet you and they’re beginning to annoy me about it,” she told him, “It would sell us dating as well and make my life slightly easier.”
Rip nodded, “Of course. I’ll be there but first,” he offered her his hand, “What do you want to go see?”
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