Drabble, Fork Food, Blade/Lorraine, 12
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fredbassettTitle : Fork Food
Author : fredbassett
Fandom : Primeval
Rating : 12
Characters : Blade/Lorraine
Disclaimer : Not mine (except Blade), no money made, don’t sue.
Spoilers : None
Summary : Written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
primeval100 challenge 725 Comfort Eating
Lorraine walked wearily into her flat.
A long day dealing with the latest budget meeting from hell followed by drafting the next batch of Defence Advisory Notices (no, of course it wasn’t a vicious giant ostrich on steroids, it was a foreign ambassador’s daughter playing a prank) had left her in desperate need of a large gin and tonic and something simple to eat.
She followed her nose into the kitchen in time to see Niall putting a large dish in the oven.
“Corn beef hash,” he announced. “Fork food.”
She wrapped her arms around him. “Just what I need,”
Author : fredbassett
Fandom : Primeval
Rating : 12
Characters : Blade/Lorraine
Disclaimer : Not mine (except Blade), no money made, don’t sue.
Spoilers : None
Summary : Written for
primeval100 challenge 725 Comfort EatingLorraine walked wearily into her flat.
A long day dealing with the latest budget meeting from hell followed by drafting the next batch of Defence Advisory Notices (no, of course it wasn’t a vicious giant ostrich on steroids, it was a foreign ambassador’s daughter playing a prank) had left her in desperate need of a large gin and tonic and something simple to eat.
She followed her nose into the kitchen in time to see Niall putting a large dish in the oven.
“Corn beef hash,” he announced. “Fork food.”
She wrapped her arms around him. “Just what I need,”