International Museum Day

Happy International Museum Day

(Above picture is of the Vatican Museums)

And for a Sylum Snippet – this goes to Katherine Baxter who wanted Ernesto.

Quick note for Kierre Lane your request spawned a bunny … so it may take a bit longer to get 🙂

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He was taking a time out, and just walking through the vast museums.  Technically he wasn’t on duty, but it didn’t mean he wasn’t vigilante.  The moment he let his guard down something would happen, and he couldn’t bare the thought.

Ernesto heard the whispering as he walked by, everyone knew the Pope’s famous bodyguard.  Some snuck selfies, others just watched him in awe, a few checked out his ass as he walked by.  He couldn’t help the smirk, yep he still had it.

About half way through the art gallery he paused, then stopped.  He took a step back, turned and stared at the young man admiring on the Raphaels.

“How did you get in here?”  Ernesto stood just behind him, smiling at the slight jump.

“I know my way around.”  Neal turned and smiled at the Inspector.  “Been in and out of here many times.  Sometimes just to admire the beauty.”

Ernesto’s eyes narrowed.  “Where’s your Mates, and the long haired ruffian?  Though not sure I trust him either, since he’s known as a Hitter, and his Mate to much of a Mastermind.”

“I tend to collect stolen work, not steal it.”  Nathan shrugged from his seat a few paintings down, Elliot next to him.  “I remember this particular one from fifteen years ago.”

Ernesto rolled his eyes, but he remembered that fiasco under his predecessor.  “Thank you for the return of the priceless artwork.”  He glanced over at Neal.  “Should I ask where you were fifteen years ago.”

“Actually in New York, driving me insane.” Peter winked at his Mate.  “Never thought I would actually be your alibi.”

“You love me.”  Neal grinned at his Mate, who snorted but then leaned over and kissed him on forehead.

“I hate to say this, El is the one you might have to keep an eye on.”  Peter stood behind Neal, hand around his waste holding him close.  “She’s ready to steal a few Swiss Guards, she thinks they are adorable.”

Ernesto laughed lightly.  “They are skilled warriors, who do know how to use those pikes.”

“Oh yeah, seen them in action.  I wouldn’t even take them on.”  Elliot whistled softly.  “Wouldn’t mind a few sparring sessions.”

“That can be arranged.”  Ernesto stepped back, hand held out towards one of the private exit’s that led to the interior of the Vatican.  “I’m sure at least two of you already know the back entrances, while your here His Holiness would love a meeting. He likes meeting Vampires.”

Neal and Elliot both sighed.  “This means confession.”

“Oh yeah.”  Ernesto grinned wickedly.