Saturday mid morning

[the4thsister]

With Sawyer in the shower Paige decided to listen to the radio.

Cringing she quickly turned it off before he came back, well it could have been worse, although she figured she should probably tell him exactly what had happened yesterday, besides it wasn't like her's was the message to go to the wrong person. She was pretty intrigued to know what

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[conathon]

Sawyer came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towl and clutching his jeans, boxers and shirt; he hadn't heard the radio broadcast just yet and still didn't know what had happened yesterday.

"What was that all about?" he asked her as he mindlessly set down his clothes on her bed, he went to search for something to wear today, maybe something clean? Who knows.

[the4thsister]

Paige frowned slightly, "Oh er just stuff about the phones going wonky yesterday, that's all." she hesitates for a moment. no more secrets

"James if I tell you something can you promise me you won't get mad?" she asks

[conathon]

"Yeah, sure. Why would I get mad?" he says as he drops the towl and slips on some clean boxers, reaching for his jeans he slipped them on as well; he took a seat on the edge of the bed as he picked up some socks off the floor on his side of the bed.

He really had no idea about the phone wonkiness, he thought she had gotten those messages, if she didn't, he'd be quite embarrassed as to who did.

[the4thsister]

"Ok well I kinda called you yesterday and left a message for you about," she stops and bites her lip, "handcuffs...and whipped cream, only the message went to Jack Harkness and well...he came up here while you were out," she continues cringing

"Nothing happened!" she added quickly

[conathon]

Sawyer got this sudden look of anger on his face but he promised he wouldn't get mad, his face twitched a bit as he stood from the bed, slipping a belt through the loops of his dirty jeans.

"Oh, that's nice. I guess that's what you mean by the 'phones going wonky', huh?" and then he thought about the long message he had left her, "You got my message, right?" a nervous look came over him now.

[the4thsister]

Paige reached out and took his hand, she could see he wasn't exactly happy about the situation.

She nodded to his question, "Yeah I got a message from Maia too that wasn't meant for me that was pretty...akward,"

She raises an eyebrow, "no why, it-it wasn't anything like the one I tried to leave you was it?"

[conathon]

"Oh, fuck." his palm smacks his forehead as she grasps his hand, he really didn't want know who had gotten thost messages, he really didn't want to. "They were worse than what you were trying to leave me, I have no idea who could've gotten them and I don't want to find out." he cringes at the thought of someone else placing his voice to one of those raunchy messages.

[the4thsister]

Paige remembers one of the messages she got Maia involving the words 'jackass,' and 'prison.' well she could guess who that was meant for coming from Maia.

She bit her lip so hard she could almost taste, "you're gonna really hate this but I think I know who might have got it...Maia."

She pulled him a little closer to her, "how bad was it?"

[conathon]

Sawyer was in the thralls of the 'Oh fucking shit'-stage right now, he was right in the effing spotlight and it was burning his eyes. He wrapped his arms so tightly around her, she might have felt crushed, "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Not Maia. You've got to be kidding me." he pants.

[the4thsister]

Okay so it was obviously pretty bad then.

She strokes his hair gently, that generally seemed to calm him down. "It's okay baby she knows the phone's were being wierd yesterday I'm sure she'll not hold it against you," well not when she had so much else to hold against him anyway.

"James what did it say?" she asks quietly