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Julia watched Derek leave and then turned to Sloan "I need
to speak with you."
"If I have time-"
She chuckled without humor and pointed a thumb toward the
sitting room "I'm sorry, did you think that was a request?"
Sloan sighed and shook his head. And someone had
actually doubted she wasn't Julia at one time.
"Yes?" he asked once they were in the room, closing the
door for privacy after she entered.
"Don't go."
He raised an eyebrow, about to repeat himself about
needing to be involved considering his position and the fact Derek had kept the
retrieval of the last five seplicurs to himself.
Julia stepped up to him, hands on hips and tone low but
intense "Face it William, you rub all of us the wrong way because of your
pompous ass attitude and the last thing we need is to be distracted by it which
will surely happen. And I promise you, if my husband gets hurt because
you're up there and he has to deal with you..."
"What do you suggest then, hmm?" not denying nor
confirming her claim about his effect on people.
"Stay here. Watch, help IF and only if Alex
needs you. Have the jet on standby to fly up there if we need you.
"Trust Derek to do this."
Sloan looked at her, most specifically at her stomach "You
shouldn't be going in your condition."
Julia sighed "I have to. Are you going to stay out
of his hair?"
He looked at her and nodded once. He'd stay here
then.
"Thanks." she rubbed the bridge of her nose and turned to
the doors "I'd stick around and talk but we have a lot to do before we
leave."
"I'll go hide until you do." Sloan joked dryly as she
left.
Julia entered the kitchen a moment later, giving Derek a
crooked half grin "You realize I have gone without coffee for months
now...?"
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