Timestamp: Never (PG)
One tonight, because I was trying to think them up at work today and I forgot which other two made the top five. But I remember now. ;)
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One week after 'Never' (Sam/Jack porn battle fic)
One week after 'Never' (Sam/Jack porn battle fic)
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"Sam, I'm worried about you. Really, it isn't a problem. I'll leave right now and I can be there by midnight."
Sam closes her eyes. "No, Pete. I... I'm just tired. I'll go to bed early and feel a lot better tomorrow."
There's a long silence on the phone. Sam grimaces and waits, feeling a pain in her chest that has nothing to do with her injuries.
Pete sighs. "I haven't seen you since it happened, Sam." He pauses. "Is there something wrong?"
Jesus...
"No," she replies, and it's the first time she willingly lies to him. "I know you want to help, but I think it's better if you just give me some time to heal."
"Okay," he says, and his tone is reluctant, frustrated. "What else can I do, I guess. You'll call if you need anything, right?"
"Sure." She almost whispers it.
"I love you," he says, and it hurts to hear it.
She opens her mouth to reply in kind and then just shakes her head, reaching up to pinch the bridge of her nose. "I know," she says, voice soft. And then she quietly hangs up before he can say anything else.
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When the doorbell rings later, she hesitates in front of the closed door for a moment, trying to gather strength. She had it in spades when she needed it to escape the Super Soldier, but it fails her when it comes to this.
To him.
She opens the door, and he's standing there like she knew he would be. Like he has been almost every night for the past week.
He gazes at her with those dark eyes and his shields are down. "I'm sorry," he says, softly. "I just... I can't seem to... stay away."
She swallows and holds his gaze. That same gaze he reserves just for her when he knows no one will notice. God, he makes her soul ache... "Then we have a problem," she replies. "Because I can't seem to turn you away."
He closes his eyes briefly, glancing away and then back again. His hand lifts as if he's going to touch her, and then he hesitates, lowering it again. She feels the pain showing in her eyes, and he sees it. He swears and his hand comes up again. He reaches up to rub a strand of her hair between his thumb and forefinger, and he gives her a helpless little smile. "Sorry," he says again. He means it.
She pulls him inside, shutting the door behind him. She winds her arms around him, blowing out a shaky breath as he leans in close, already pressing his mouth to the side of her neck.
On the way to the bedroom, she turns the answering machine off.
Good lord! The guy who was just on American Idol totally sounded like a woman. He was good, but wow...
For triciabyrne1978
One week after 'Never' (Sam/Jack porn battle fic)
One week after 'Never' (Sam/Jack porn battle fic)
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"Sam, I'm worried about you. Really, it isn't a problem. I'll leave right now and I can be there by midnight."
Sam closes her eyes. "No, Pete. I... I'm just tired. I'll go to bed early and feel a lot better tomorrow."
There's a long silence on the phone. Sam grimaces and waits, feeling a pain in her chest that has nothing to do with her injuries.
Pete sighs. "I haven't seen you since it happened, Sam." He pauses. "Is there something wrong?"
Jesus...
"No," she replies, and it's the first time she willingly lies to him. "I know you want to help, but I think it's better if you just give me some time to heal."
"Okay," he says, and his tone is reluctant, frustrated. "What else can I do, I guess. You'll call if you need anything, right?"
"Sure." She almost whispers it.
"I love you," he says, and it hurts to hear it.
She opens her mouth to reply in kind and then just shakes her head, reaching up to pinch the bridge of her nose. "I know," she says, voice soft. And then she quietly hangs up before he can say anything else.
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When the doorbell rings later, she hesitates in front of the closed door for a moment, trying to gather strength. She had it in spades when she needed it to escape the Super Soldier, but it fails her when it comes to this.
To him.
She opens the door, and he's standing there like she knew he would be. Like he has been almost every night for the past week.
He gazes at her with those dark eyes and his shields are down. "I'm sorry," he says, softly. "I just... I can't seem to... stay away."
She swallows and holds his gaze. That same gaze he reserves just for her when he knows no one will notice. God, he makes her soul ache... "Then we have a problem," she replies. "Because I can't seem to turn you away."
He closes his eyes briefly, glancing away and then back again. His hand lifts as if he's going to touch her, and then he hesitates, lowering it again. She feels the pain showing in her eyes, and he sees it. He swears and his hand comes up again. He reaches up to rub a strand of her hair between his thumb and forefinger, and he gives her a helpless little smile. "Sorry," he says again. He means it.
She pulls him inside, shutting the door behind him. She winds her arms around him, blowing out a shaky breath as he leans in close, already pressing his mouth to the side of her neck.
On the way to the bedroom, she turns the answering machine off.
Good lord! The guy who was just on American Idol totally sounded like a woman. He was good, but wow...