This fic is rated: PG
Fandom: Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles
Characters/Pairing: Sarah/Cameron
For
femmeslash100's prompt #146: party
Word Count: 100
Feedback: yes, please! Concrit welcomed.
Distribution: archiving, linking or remixing ok, just credit me and drop me a line!
Author's Note:
Cross-Posted
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femslash100,
sarahcameron My FanFic MasterlistDisclaimer: Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles is distinctly and emphatically NOT MINE. This FanFic is an act of love, not profit.
"It's a bangin' party," Cameron said.
Their host -- an arms dealer who had used raves to cover his even-more-illegal activites -- smiled, though it didn't reach his eyes. "So glad you ladies could attend."
Sarah wished that they could get down to business. Exchange the diamonds that Cameron carried for the big guns they needed. And then go home, so she wouldn't be distracted any more by Cameron's stringy halter top.
"Well, must mingle," the dealer said. "Why don't you dance a while?"
With one of these freaks? Sarah was about to ask, when Cameron slipped into her arms.