Faceless

Chapter - All Play, No Work

"What are you doing here, Sam?"

Fiona started to protest as Sam entered the Loft; wearing a wide grin, his hands carrying many 6 packs, ready to celebrate. To her knowledge. She and Michael would be alone after a hectic day. Even with the victory of saving innocents lives, sometimes it wasn't normal nor necessary to celebrate as Sam put's it... or, he just uses it as an excuse to load up on beer and fill Michael's refrigerator with it, who knew. Her eyes still darting at Sam, viciously watching as he made his way to the kitchen, gently unloading his 6 packs and other goods. It was quite a shock to Fiona, just how many things he could actually carry...

"Didn't want to spend the night with Elsa, Sam?"

Fiona scoffed and tried to steer Sam away from the making himself comfortable. As she grunted loudly, she then moved from Michael's bed and sighed deeply. Taking a quick glance around as Michael was still missing at the scene...Probably to stay from Fiona's wrath, no doubt. Had he known Sam was making his way in the first place...

Emptying the bottles out and into the refrigerator, Sam looked over his shoulder and narrowed his eyes on Fiona as she shifted and sat at the end of the bed. her legs dangling off. Kicking it with her heels. Sam smirks as he closed the refrigerator.

"No can do, Fi... Mike asked me here"

Smiling as he watched Fiona's face turned red, her blood started to boil. He gave out a soft chuckle and raised his eyebrows as Michael entered the loft, immediately sensing the tension rising with each step forwards. Nervously, Michael looked over to Fi; who instantly looked away from him, ignoring him and crossing her arms across her chest...

"Hey, Sam... What are you doing here?"

Michael questioned Sam immediately after seeing Fiona's reaction; shooting the question at Sam instantly, seeing if Sam would have his back and cover for him. However, he had just informed Fiona of the story as to Why Sam Axe was ruining Fiona's Connecting time with Michael.

"Oh No, No... Brother, I just told her you called..."

Sam shot back at Michael, raising his hands as if Michael had him at gun point. He was merely enjoying this; he could see Fiona was inches from running over to Michael and kneeing him in the crotch; It was obvious, Sam had been drinking before he arrived, then again. That never stopped Sam from being mischievous...

Dropping his head slightly, Michael took a deep breath in and threw his groceries bag to Sam. Who fumbled and almost missed catching one of them as he was not ready for the sudden incoming bags being thrown at his head...

Michael slowly moved towards Fi as she was still sat at the edge of the bed, her legs crossed. Arms crossed across her chest, she looked everywhere else. Ignoring him as he sat beside her. Fi locked her head to the right. Looking straight out at the balcony... Resisting the itching, the desire to smack him in the cheek...

"Fi..."

Michael's voice croaked slightly, he attempted to move closer towards her, however; he knew better. Keeping his distance, Michael placed his hand on her back. As his palm and fingers pressed lightly against her warm back as she wore a very thin and loose white tank top. resting his palm on her back, Fiona then spun around, elbowing Michael in the face, colliding her elbow with his cheek...

Snapping his head back as her elbow hit his cheek, he looked at her and growled..."Fi..." Michael grunted, only to receive a devious smirk. She then gave him a soft and innocent look, turning her body towards him. She pressed her right hand on his cheek and lightly patted the area she had hit...

"Awe, I'm sorry Michael..."

She lightly apologized before slapping him instantly after she spoke - the smack was hard enough to be heard from outside. Michael then grabbed her hand, ignoring the stinging as his cheek blushed red. Pressing his index and middle finger below her knuckle, his thumb into her palm. Twisting her wrist... she was soon kneeling to the ground, restrained and in agony..

"me too, Fi.."

Michael hissed and let go of her hand. Jumping off the bed, he bounced over to Sam. Who stood there watching the whole show sipping on a beer. Smirking brightly as Michael made his way over to Sam. Patting Michael on the back. "Well done, Brother...Kicked her ass!" Sam chuckled before Fiona then smacked Sam in the face, hitting his nose. As he lost his grip of his beer, which dropped and smashed onto the floor beneath his feet. Sam's eyes widen from the sheer shock and agility Fiona had... Michael smiled and moved from Sam as Fiona spun around to target him; she was now, going to have him pay...Which meant, Michael should probably run...

Author's Note:

Another Dream based Fic, aren't they all? LOL. Anyways, got plans for this. Before you ask; This is set around Season 5. Fiona had just moved in. I have a few ideas and such for this, we'll see how it goes. Hope you enjoy the start and want more!. Thanks.