Denial


Disclaimer: Please don't make me do this again.

I've been having a pretty sucky week and I don't know when it's going to end, so I figured I'd just write. Going back to drabbles, cos I love writing drabbles. Exactly 200 words this time. Enjoy.


They say denial is the first stage of acceptance.


Finally got to drive the SUV- because Jules let him- Sam glanced at his teammate. Her frown barely concealed by chestnut bangs and her fingers were dancing away on the new PDA. The gadget was a nearly orgasmic present for his other teammate, but Jules certainly didn't share Spike's sentiment.

"Why did they have to change something that's not broken?" He knew she was always up for new challenges, even if the new challenge was to work out the latest device issued by SRU. In the span of one week, Sam had figured that one out. He had plenty of time to get to know the rest of her. "The damn GPS isn't working."

"You remembered to turn it on?" He grinned, tempting death. She huffed, her concentration never wavering. It's an admirable quality, though he wouldn't mind if her one-track-mind was focused on something else.

"You know what, forget the GPS. Let's get lost together."

Fingers stopped typing, eyes drilling holes into his skull. He managed to count to five, and breathed.

"Yeah, you did not just say that."

He shrugged. "Just sayin'."

"I'll pretend you didn't say anything."

Denial. Good enough for him.

"Just sayin', Jules, just saying."


Dorky Sam is adorable, yes?

Who knows, I might make this into a mini-drabble-series. If I do, then the next one is obviously, Anger. For now I will mark this as completed.