Homeland Season One, Fan Fiction

What would Carrie Mathison say?

The motel was in the undergrowth between two weedy towns. You could see the neon sign from the road. We used it as a safe house, but the man on the run didn’t know the room was bugged and I was there to extract what I could. I fumbled with his belt. He said, “Do you mean this, or are you handling me?” I could see he felt something. It had been building …