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Post by rosie on Feb 22, 2009 11:35:54 GMT -5
3rd February 2009
It had now been several weeks since Rosie got out of the hospital. When Cameron had first visited her after not seeing her for a while, she was still a little tender. Their meeting had finished however, with Rosie agreeing to have a meal for both Cameron and Ira, so the two of them could meet. Rosie didn't think anything of them meeting other than it would be nice for Ira to finally meet her brother Cameron. However, Rosie expected Cameron was only too pleased about the invite because he wanted to check out Ira to see if he was good enough for his sister.
Rosie had to laugh at the idea of Cameron thinking that, because it was quite obvious Ira was perfect for Rosie, and soon Cameron would realise that when he got to talk to him and got to know him more.
Rosie was feeling so much more better she was able to laugh without it hurting, and now that was the case, she knew it was the perfect time to have the meal and have them both meet each other. So Rosie had been pottering around the kitchen for the past half hour preparing the meal, and beginning to cook it. Looking at the clock, she realised they would both be arriving soon. So she ran up the stairs quickly and changed into her light blue satin blouse and her white velour trousers. Tying her hair back into a French plait, she thought she looked perfect.
She then went back down the stairs and sat on the sofa flicking through a magazine until they arrived.
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Post by cam on Feb 24, 2009 9:47:11 GMT -5
Today had finally come. Today was the day that Cameron was going to meet this guy that was dating his sister. He hoped that this guy Ira was worth his sister’s heart and that he took real good care of his sister. Sure Cam was never close with his sister, but he had the right to protect his sister from the idiots of the world and he hoped that this Ira wasn’t one of those idiots.
Cameron took a cab to his sister’s apartment. It was better than walking five blocks to see his sister especially in this town. At night this place (the town) got a bit strange and everyone that was odd came out at night. Cam only knew this because he worked as a Forensic Specialist for the FBI and had many crazy crimes that were at night.
The cab finally stopped at Rosie’s apartment building. Cam gave the cabbie the money for the ride and got out of the cab. He then headed to the apartment number that Rosie lived at. He hoped that he wasn’t the first one that arrived. It would seem awkward – usually he was the one who arrived last. It was just a part of his nature.
He arrived at her apartment and gently knocking at the door waiting for his sister to answer the door. As he waited for her to answer the door. He made sure that the flowers he bought her were in perfect condition. He was just fiddling with them as he waited.
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Post by Ira Grey on Feb 24, 2009 19:32:13 GMT -5
The day had arrived. It was several weeks after the hostage situation in the bank, and Ira was going to Rosie's apartment for dinner. He had done it several times before, but this was different. Today he would be meeting Rosie's brother. He had spent the last hour at work glancing at his watch every few minutes, not wanting to be late. He was finally too antsy to sit still and work, and stood, shutting down his computer and sliding his notebook and laptop into his bag.
Ira took a taxi to Rosie's apartment building--too far to walk--fidgeting slightly. He had no reason to be nervous, he reasoned with himself. It's just her brother. Still, as he sat in the cab, he found himself drumming his fingers against his leg, playing with the strap of his bag.
When he finally got to her apartment and took the stairs up--it was only on the third floor and he didn't like elevators--he saw another man standing at the door of Rosie's apartment. That must be...Cameron, Ira thought, remembering his name. Or just some random guy lurking. He approached the guy. "Um, hi," he said tentatively. "Are you Cameron?"
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Post by rosie on Feb 25, 2009 19:47:31 GMT -5
As Rosie was flicking through the magazine she heard a knock at her door. She wasn't sure who out of the both of them would arrive first, but she hoped it would be Ira, she just had a feeling that it would be better for Ira to meet Cameron, if Ira was already in her house and settled. As she approached the door however, she heard voices outside, which could only mean one thing. They had both more or less arrived together. Awkward she thought. Well not for Rosie, but she knew Ira would find it awkward.
She opened the door, with a smile on her face. "Hi, so uhm, you've met then" she said, stating the obvious, looking from Cameron to Ira and smiling some more. Deciding to continue with her introduction anyway, Rosie looked at Ira, "Cameron, this is Ira, and Ira, this is my brother Cameron" she said softly, as she then stood back, and allowing both Cameron and Ira to come into the apartment.
"So how are you both?" she asked, taking it in turns to greet both of them, giving Cameron a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and Ira a quick kiss on the mouth.
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Post by cam on Feb 25, 2009 23:30:40 GMT -5
As Cameron waited for the apartment door to open he was greeted by a man. This man had to be Ira or so Cameron thought. It just had to be or he was being followed and he hated being followed. Sure he was in the FBI, but people following you just seemed a bit odd. He placed his glasses on as he wasn’t really wearing them before. He then placed his hands in his pockets as the man started to talk to him.
Cameron just nodded only catching a few of what the man had just spoken about. Yes, Cam really wasn’t paying attention to the poor guy. He really didn’t know who this guy and was probably making a bad impression – he kind of did that a lot. He looked at the guy and raised an eyebrow when the man asked if he was Cameron. “Yeah, I’m Cameron” He said with a slight nod.
The older brother of Rosie was about to speak more when all of sudden Rosie had came to the door and just had an awkward expression on her face. Cameron glanced at his sister and wondered why she had an awkward expression on her face – perhaps it was because she didn’t want Ira and he to actually meet outside her door?
Cam decided to reflect on that later. “Pleasure, Ira” He said with a smile as he looked at Ira and then back at his sister as the both of them gathered for a hug for a moment. “Well, I’m doing alright yourself, Rosie?” He asked with a slight nod, waiting for his sister to respond to his greeting – this was going to be awkward or so it felt to him.
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Post by Ira Grey on Feb 27, 2009 15:38:04 GMT -5
The man didn't seem like he was paying attention, but he did acknowledge Ira's question and confirmed with a nod that yes, he was Cameron. There was a slightly awkward pause, as they both hesitated, and Ira was about to blurt out something else, anything to break the silence, but then the door opened and there stood Rosie, who smiled and quickly broke the silence by introducing the two of them to each other. Ira nodded, shaking Cameron's hand. "Nice to meet you, Cameron."
He followed Rosie into her apartment, returning the quick kiss, at last, not blushing. . He responded to Rosie's question, "I'm good." Then surprising himself with his boldness, he added, "Especially now that I'm here." He grinned. Then to stave off the silence that he was almost certain was coming, he continued, "What's for dinner? It smells awesome."
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Post by rosie on Mar 2, 2009 9:42:00 GMT -5
Rosie was still wondering if Ira was awkward at having bumped into her brother outside her door, although she was happy to see that both of them didn't seem to look awkward which was a good sign. Awkwardness was a bad thing where Ira was concerned, it had taken him long enough to be even comfortable around herself without glowing red. However, it was that part of Ira's personality Rosie loved so much.
Rosie smiled as Cameron hugged her back, "Glad you're doing well, I'm much better now thank you, at least I can laugh a little more without being in complete pain" she said, even if it was still tender enough to make her wince from time to time if she wasn't too careful.
Rosie continued to smile as Ira and Cameron officially met each other, so far so good she thought. She wondered how long it would take for Cameron to start interrogating Ira, but she hoped he would go easy on him.
She was also happy Ira returned her kiss and without embarrassment which was just brilliant. It was like a major step forward for the both of them. Even more so when he boldly said he was much better now that he was here. A broad grin spread across Rosie's face at that point. "Well I could say the same thing myself" she replied, beaming at him. She owed Ira so much because it was Ira who had saved her.
He then asked what was for dinner saying it smelled awesome. That made Rosie feel even better, and she smiled some more. "Lentil soup to start, roast chicken, with roast potatoes, mixed vegetables for dinner, and lemon cheesecake for sweet" Rosie said feeling quite proud of her achievement.
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Post by cam on Mar 2, 2009 23:38:44 GMT -5
Cameron nodded at Ira, not saying anything else. To be honest he didn’t even know how to start a conversation with the man in his sister’s life. If Anthony or Jacob were still alive they would be drilling Ira with all these questions and to be honest he wasn’t like them all. He was just a laid back guy, who really didn’t care for asking many questions.
Sure he an FBI agent, but he really didn’t specialize in interrogation. He was just one of those people who just did the field work to find out who did whatever they did to the victim and solve the crime. Yes, he wasn’t a man of asking questions that was just who he was. Yet how the hell did he find himself with a major in Astrophysics and a minor in Criminal Justice.
Finally Cam decided to start interrogating Ira. He wasn’t going to be harsh with Ira. He just wanted to get to know the man who was in his sister’s life. He wanted his sister to be happy and just wanted to make sure that this guy was a good enough for his only sibling that was still alive – besides his various cousins and he was close with his cousins then his own family it was sad.
“So, Ira what do you for a living?” asked Cameron a bit curious. He hoped he didn’t scare the man when he asked him that question. He was just curious at Ira. He wanted to know what he did. He then nodded at his sister when she said what they were having for dinner. “Yummm” He said with a smile “The desert is my favorite” He said with a slight chuckle.
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Post by Ira Grey on Mar 10, 2009 16:52:55 GMT -5
"That sounds fabulous," Ira said when Rosie told them what they were having for dinner. He hadn't had a hearty, home-cooked meal for a long time--sure, he cooked, but since it was just him at home, he never really bothered to fix any really big or epic meals.
He honestly had no idea what to say to Cameron next (big surprise there), but Ira could guess what was coming next. Cameron seemed like a pretty laid-back, chill kind of guy, but he was undoubtedly still a protective older brother and would want to know more about the guy that was dating his sister. And Ira was right. The next thing he knew, Cameron had asked him what his job was.
Ira grinned. "I'm an FBI analyst," he said. "I work downtown." Ira had been with the FBI for several years now, but he still couldn't help but grin whenever he told people he worked for the FBI. It was just such a fantastic job, and it still made him feel cool. "And you? What do you do?" No reason why I can't throw his question back at him.
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Post by rosie on Mar 11, 2009 16:43:42 GMT -5
Rosie was glad that everything was going well so far, she smiled at Ira when he said that the meal sounded fabulous, it was always nice to get compliments. "Thanks Ira, hope it tastes as fabulous as it sounds and smells" Rosie said with a grin. Then Rosie watched as it looked obvious that Cameron was pondering whether to ask Ira some questions, and then he did ask him at least one. Rosie smiled when Ira answered.
"FBI is Ira's life, isn't it sweetie?" she said, looking at Ira with a glow around her, and then Cameron also added that the meal sounded nice and that the dessert was his favourite. "Oh, good choice then huh?" she said as she winked at her brother. "I'm just going to go and check on dinner again" she said, as she decided to leave her brother and boyfriend in each other's company for a few moments.
When she checked in, it was easy to tell that the main meal was just about ready, so she could start serving up the first course. She went back into the living room, "Alright, it's time I serve up the soup, by then the main meal will be ready, want to come into the dining room guys?" Rosie asked, as she made her way into the adjoining living room and kitchen.
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Post by cam on Mar 11, 2009 22:28:37 GMT -5
Cameron watched as Ira grinned about his job. It would seem that Ira was a part of the FBI also. Interesting Cameron thought. He then nodded at Ira when he asked him what his job was. His job was different from Ira’s, but it really didn’t matter. “I’m a member of the Air Force Office of Special Investigations, but I work closely with the FBI, right now I’m assign to downtown working for the Crime Scene Investigators for the FBI and sometimes I work at Mission Control in Houston for NASA ” He said. Boy that was a mouthful to say.
Cameron loved his job as a Forensic Scientist, but he also loved his NASA job. You could say that Cameron was very much a geek. He loved science, and math. So it was natural for him to go into the military, bit scary, but he loved his job. And people thought that it seemed weird for him to be a Forensic Scientist and Astrophysicists.
He didn’t noticed that his sister had even spoken to him. He didn’t even notice that she had stepped out of the one. He was lost in his thoughts – he did that quite often. The next thing he did heard his sister say something about food and it slowly got his attention. “Alright” Cameron said as he smiled and made his way to the table, sitting down.
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Post by Ira Grey on Mar 19, 2009 19:41:25 GMT -5
Ira listened to Cameron talking about his job--he was apparently working with the FBI as well, also sometimes working down at NASA also. Ira whistled. "Wow, that's pretty impressive, man," he said, thoroughly impressed. He had always been interested in outer space--not something he had considered pursuing as a career, but he still liked reading up on outer space stuff as a casual hobby.
Rosie departed into the kitchen to check on the food and Ira glanced over at Cameron again, grasping at any stray conversation threads maybe floating around his head, trying to keep the conversation from going down the awkward silence path. There was a pause, and then, much to Ira's relief, Rosie came back in from the kitchen, saying that dinner was ready, and they moved towards the table.
As they headed for the dining room, Ira couldn't help but notice the piano in the living room. That was something that not a lot of people knew about, the fact that he played the piano. I mean, when you looked at Ira, this tall, somewhat awkward computer guy, you wouldn't really picture a guy who had played the piano since he was eleven years old. He grinned, thinking that he could surprise Rosie and Cameron after dinner.
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Post by rosie on Mar 20, 2009 18:17:06 GMT -5
Rosie was quite happy to let the two men in her life talk between themselves about their job. It was a good sign, a very good sign, because it meant they were getting on well enough for her not to worry about Ira feeling too awkward. It was while they were talking about their jobs she had mentioned about going in to check on dinner.
A few minutes later and she was out telling them it was ready, well certainly ready enough to serve up the soup. She smiled as Cameron said alright and followed her into the dining room past the piano in the corner of the living room. Rosie had learned as a child, but to no real great extent and hardly ever played it, it was for Rosie, more of a decoration than anything else.
She served up the soup, with bread in the middle of the table, "Help yourself to some bread, if you would like it buttered in the dish next to the bread" she said softly, as she handed Ira and then Cameron a bowl and sat down to a bowl herself. Lentil soup was her favourite and as she took the first sip she realised how much she had missed being able to cook herself proper meals.
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Post by cam on Mar 20, 2009 18:27:40 GMT -5
“Yeah, you can say it is impressive” He admitted. He really didn’t want to impress people. He was just another person and just wanted to be normal. It was just a way of life for him and he just didn’t want people to think he overachieved and he really didn’t mean to overachieve he was just that kind of person with that kind of personality and it was kind of awkward.
He personally hated to outshine people. It was a slight embarrassment in his opinion. He didn’t mean to outshine people. But he just loved doing his job and he wasn’t going to rub it in his people’s faces that he met that he was an overachiever. He wasn’t that kind of person. He was just trying to be simple and work on what he loved to do and what inspired him to be like he was today.
Cameron grabbed some bread and began to bit into the bread. Boy was he hungry and he hoped that it wasn’t rude of him. He didn’t want to make his sister embarrassed. He didn’t want the two of them to break up over him. He never was the cause of break-ups and he wasn’t going to start now. He sighed and just looked at the both of them as he smiled and eat some of the soup. “Very good, Rosie” He said with a smile.
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Post by Ira Grey on Mar 26, 2009 16:55:17 GMT -5
Ira sat down at the table, taking some bread at Rosie's invitation and digging into the soup, which tasted as good as it smelled. "This is amazing, Rosie," he complimented, grinning at her and reaching across the table to squeeze her hand.
Ira was glad that he was finally to the point where he no longer felt so shy around Rosie - it had taken ages, but he no longer blushed every time she kissed him, only occasionally, and wasn't nearly as tongue-tied anymore. Sure, he wasn't what you'd call chatty and talkative around her, but he didn't find himself clamming up and not saying anything anymore.
He glanced around the table, coming up with a somewhat lame conversation starter, but it was the only thing he could think of. "So, um, how was everyone's day?"
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