Two-year anniversary

[codenameathos]

The safehouse wasn't supposed to be used for celebrations, but it had been empty and unneeded by anyone in the service, so no one at Five would be the wiser. And even if they were...

The three of them had been drinking for about an hour or so, and when Aramis called for a speech, Athos got to his feet and raised his glass of single malt, clearing his throat and looking a lot more solemn than he felt. He let the silence stretch, and expectation rise, for a few long seconds, and then only said, "It's been a good two years," a small smile hanging at the corner of his lips.

He downed the rest of his drink, and grabbed the bottle for a refill.

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[codenamearamis]

“Boo,” Aramis said with a laugh, tossing a crumpled up napkin at Athos. “You call that a speech?” But he stilll tossed back his drink anyway and then tilted the empty glass for a refill. He looked to the man sitting beside him, gesturing at Athos with his glass. “Porthos, mate, show the man what a real speech looks like.”