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Charlie ducks his head into Lincoln's office. He quirks an eyebrow at them. "Hey kiddos, enough with the foreplay. Astrid's got a lock on the shifter."

"I love it when you patronize me, Charlie. Gets me so hot," Lincoln quips, his hand leaving her leg and reaching for the gun resting on top of a pile of paper work, sliding it into the holster attached to his belt.

The grin Charlie shoots Lincoln is the sort that only he can get away with: a little shiteater, a little playful. "I know you supervisor types. You like to be topped."

Lincoln blows him a kiss.

You laugh. You've missed this.

music: i, andrew bird [joe beats remix]
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Charlie asks, “are you okay?”, as if he's asking after a stubbed toe, voice lazy as ever, but all three of them know exactly what he means.

Olivia paints on her biggest smile, and glances at Lincoln. “I'm perfect.”

“Okay,” Charlie says, “good. Then how about you stop slacking off and do some work, for once?”

28 Fringe icons, using Radiohead songs as prompts.