Fight! 2

Round Two

by Dhamphir

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asd/dhamphir/fight02.php
Summary: You're saying this is my fault?
Info: This from a 'first line' prompt by londynon.

"Major Carter, you had better not be doing what I think you're doing!" Janet yelled from the bedroom.

Major Carter? Damn, that was worse than when Janet called her by her full name.

Janet exited the bedroom and found Sam on the stool trying to change the light bulb. She glared at the blonde. "Get down," she ordered.

"But I've almost got it."

"I said get down," the doctor growled.

Sam froze. That particular tone of voice was... the worst kind of trouble. Sam slowly swiveled her head to look at her lover. The crossed arms and tapping foot was bad enough, but the look in her eyes... "Um..."

Janet's eyebrow over her black eye climbed into her hairline.

Silently, Sam eased herself off of the stool and hobbled back to the couch – where she'd spent the night. She settled and looked up at Janet, a small pout on her lips.

"Don't give me that look, Major. This is all your own fault. It was you who got drunk and lost the bet. And it was you that let Major Kendall beat you in the ring."

"I didn't let Kendall to beat me."

"Well, you certainly didn't protect yourself very well. You have two cracked ribs and a bad concussion. You completely dropped your guard."

"I did not drop my guard!" Sam crossed her own arms and slunk down a little bit. "I was distracted," she mumbled softly.

"What?"

"I was distracted."

"You were distracted? By what?"

"You."

"Me?" Janet was clearly more than a little surprised.

Seeing Janet's surprise, Sam decided to press her point. "Yes, you. And why wouldn't I be? I mean, you were still wearing your boxing shorts and that cutoff tank top."

"I was wearing my robe, Sam."

"But you didn't tie it. It didn't hide a damn thing. How the hell was I supposed to concentrate with you looking like that?"

Janet's jaw dropped. "You're saying this is my fault?" she asked incredulously.

Sam barely stopped herself from blurting out her first answer. She bit her lip and considered the events. It was her actions that had set everything in motion. Sam let out a slow sigh. "No. It was my fault." She looked up at her lover and gave her a dimpled smile. "But I would do anything to see you in that outfit again."

Janet only partially suppressed a cocky smirk. "That might be arranged." She paused for a beat. "But only after you're in fighting shape again."

Next: Round Three