Fight! 1

Round One

by Dhamphir

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asd/dhamphir/fight01.php
Summary: "The next time you get drunk with the guys, you are not to include me in any of your bets."
Info: This is from a 'first line' prompt given to me by londynon.

Janet's head snapped back with the force of the blow; all she could think of was where the hell was Sam?

This was all Sam's fault! If Sam had just kept her damn mouth shut!

Janet dodged the next blow and tried to retreat out of reach. She almost tripped over her feet. Her assailant advanced on Janet and she held her arms up, trying to protect her head. She took a blow to the stomach.

If this didn't end soon she wasn't going to make it.

Another blow to her head and she felt blood start to trickle from the corner of her eyebrow.

"Now, Doc, now! A right uppercut!" O'Neill's voice bellowed.

Janet ducked under her opponent's swing and landed her uppercut on Lt. Simms' chin. The marine's head snapped back and she staggered back a few steps.

The ref, Sgt. Jensen, stepped in and looked into the lieutenant's eyes... and called the fight.

"That's it! The winner of the flyweight division, by TKO, is Dr. Fraiser." The sergeant held Janet's gloved hand in the air.

Just then Janet saw a familiar blonde step into the gymnasium. Sam had finally showed up.

~~~

In the locker room Sam dabbed lightly at the cut on Janet's brow. "I'm sorry I was late." Sam grinned, "I can't believe you won by a technical knockout."

"I should knock you out for getting me into this. The next time you get drunk with the guys, you are not to include me in any of your bets."

Sam blushed and ducked her head. "I'm sorry."

"You should be. Now, you need to get ready for your own fight." Janet stood, grabbed her robe and headed to the door. "And you'd better win... or else you're sleeping on the couch," she tossed over her shoulder with a smirk.

Next: Round Two