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annerb at 04:27pm on 26/05/2011
annerb at 04:27pm on 26/05/2011I found this in a file called 'Snippets' and honestly have no idea what it was supposed to be. Lol. Maybe a long erased DC Series fic? Who knows. Still, it amuses me. Fly free little snippet!
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Jack grimaces, moving the phone to his other ear. “I’ve got this…thing that weekend.”
“Oh, okay,” Sam says right away. “No problem.” He can practically hear her back tracking.
Shit. Sometimes he really hates this phone thing. “It’s not something I actually want to go to, but I think if I feign illness one more time they’re going to start to wonder.”
Sam’s quiet for a stretch, and Jack really tries not to read too much into that. “I could always…go with you.”
“Go with me?” he asks. Why would she want to do that?
“Yes.”
“You mean as in…my date?” He really doesn’t mean to sound quite so incredulous.
“Well, yeah,” Sam says. “That’s sort of the idea. Unless you’ve got some Washington chirpy you haven’t gotten around to telling me about.”
He feels a real moment of panic before his brain belatedly picks up on the amusement in her voice. Oh, great. Now she’s mocking him. “No, I never let the Secretary of Defense set me up on any blind dates after that first one,” he deadpans.
“Cute.”
“I try.”
***
I think there must have been some formal DC ball or something after that. *shrug*
***
Jack grimaces, moving the phone to his other ear. “I’ve got this…thing that weekend.”
“Oh, okay,” Sam says right away. “No problem.” He can practically hear her back tracking.
Shit. Sometimes he really hates this phone thing. “It’s not something I actually want to go to, but I think if I feign illness one more time they’re going to start to wonder.”
Sam’s quiet for a stretch, and Jack really tries not to read too much into that. “I could always…go with you.”
“Go with me?” he asks. Why would she want to do that?
“Yes.”
“You mean as in…my date?” He really doesn’t mean to sound quite so incredulous.
“Well, yeah,” Sam says. “That’s sort of the idea. Unless you’ve got some Washington chirpy you haven’t gotten around to telling me about.”
He feels a real moment of panic before his brain belatedly picks up on the amusement in her voice. Oh, great. Now she’s mocking him. “No, I never let the Secretary of Defense set me up on any blind dates after that first one,” he deadpans.
“Cute.”
“I try.”
***
I think there must have been some formal DC ball or something after that. *shrug*
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