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#42 Best Friend

October 12th, 2006 (04:19 am)

“You shot me.”

“Yes I did.”

Matt looked over at Natasha. She looked back at him.

“You shot me.”

She sighed. “I did it because I had to, not because I wanted to.” Okay, so there was some small part of her that did want to shoot him, but it was only because he could be the most frustrating man on the planet. And she wasn’t even dating him anymore.

“I know. But you still shot me.”

“Didn’t think I could do it?” she asked.

“Well, yes.”

“You don’t know me as well as you think you do, Matthew.”

“Tash. You’re my best friend. I know you better than you know yourself sometimes.”

“Then why is it a surprise to know that I could shoot you?”

“I just thought…”

“I still love you that much that I couldn’t do it?”

He scratched his head. “Yeah.”

“I do love you, Matthew, and you’re my best friend on the entire planet and others for that matter, but this was business, nothing personal.”

She wasn’t lying when she said she loved him and he was her best friend. There was nothing she wouldn’t do for him, she’d die for him if she had to, and he was the only person she could talk to, but work was work. She’d do whatever she had to do to get the job done.

“So if it’s work related, you’d shoot me to get the job done?”

“I just did, didn’t I?”

He always knew she was cold as the Russian winter, but was at times like this when he realized how cold she could be.

She looked over at him. “I’m sorry though.” And she was. A bit. She didn’t like to see him get hurt and she hated hurting him.

He smiled a bit. “I know you are.”

“Shut up,” she grumbled. “Let’s get you home to the little lady where you belong.”



“Don’t ever change.”

“I told you to shut up.”

“Yes ma’am.”