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FIC: Feat. Pair: Katie/Marcus. Gesundheit!, by blondesimone

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Title: Gesundheit!
Author:

blondesimone
Word Count: 4002 words, complete
Alternate Links to Fic: all links lead to author's website
Pairing: Katie Bell/ Marcus Flint, Daphne Greengrass
Rating: NC-17
Author's Summary: None given by the author unless you count the A/N as one.
Author's Website: Link to her tag list for easy roaming. Pro-tip: browse her journal in your own LJ-style.
Why everyone should read this:
Marcus has doubts about the fidelity of his wife, Katie, and hires Daphne Greengrass to spy on her. What happens next is a funny retelling of Daphne's investigation whilst having a magical cold. Katie and Marcus are spot on with their explosives fights and banter and the end makes more than up for all the angsty moments at the very beginning. However, although this is a Katie/Marcus fic, Daphne the P.I. is the real star of this story. Even if the pairing isn't your cup of tea, read it for her.

A happy end in more ways than one guaranteed. ;)

Excerpt:
Daphnes eyes shot back and forth between them and she distantly wondered how she could leave without being noticed. It didnt matter however, because another sneeze had her desk plate doing the tango and two sets of eyes on her.

You! Katie turned her anger on Daphne. Do you know how hard it was to explain to Stacey about why the furniture had gone mad?

Stacey? Marcus repeated, his eyes going wide.

Daphne winced.

I hope youre happy you found out this way. Katie turned back to Marcus. It certainly helped me figure out some things Ive been questioning- like the trust and love in our marriage.

I dont care if you are seeing a woman, I kill her anyway! Marcus was screaming, ignoring Katies own rant.

This had Katie pausing. What?

Marcus continued to rant, detailing exactly how he would kill and/or maim any person who touched Katie. Katie, however, was looking between Marcus and Daphne, confusion in her eyes.

Daphne waited for it to click, scrounging up another tissue to wipe her nose.