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December 31th, 2004. Happy New Year, and have a drabble to go.

Request from:

earenwe
Pairing: Jon/Stephen
Scene: Just Jon or Stephen alone (meaning anyone can be there but both of them at the same time.) Wondering about how they got themselves into it, interacting with other TDS members, whatever.

A/N: It’s a double drabble, okay? 200 words, I couldn’t do it in less. On the other hand, Jon both wonders and interacts. Give the Dane a cookie!

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Last Thursday they blew it. Stephen had forgotten to lock the door (he was... busy doing something else), and Samantha had walked in on them. For a long second she only stood there, before turning on her heel, quickly walking out of the office.

“I can’t believe I didn’t notice it before.”

It’s Monday, and Samantha is standing in Jon’s office, just where Stephen stood when he confessed, under substantial pressure, that he might have a slight “crush” on Jon.

“Well, we tried hiding it.” The sarcasm is kind for once, and Samantha smiles.

“How long have you two been...-” She trails off, cheeks reddening slightly.

“Fucking?”

Jon’s attempt to loosen her up works. She laughs, “Yeah, that.”

One year, two months, 22 hours and... Jon checks the clock... 36 minutes. “A while.”

Samantha sways back on forth on the balls of her feet. She does that when she’s nervous, Jon noticed last year. “We’re pretty blind, eh? I mean, now that I think about it, the looks, the touches and the locked doors suddenly make sense.”

“Keep it a secret?”

Jon is so happy that Samantha is an open-minded and throughout wonderful Canadian. She nods and smiles, “Of course.”

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Aw! That was sweet. Samantha's nice. :)

Thanks. I decided that she would be nice ;)

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God bless Canadians *Salutes*

*claps happily* Oh, I love it. It's all so sweet, and I love seeing Jon talk with someone else about in a sort of off-hand manner while inwardly saying things like, "One year, two months, 22 hours and... Jon checks the clock... 36 minutes. “A while.”" That was a perfect addition. Fic relating to them can be so...I don't know, gentle. Quiet. I think some of that came through here.

I would bake you cookies for this. :)

*Bows* Thank you. I generally like that form of inner monologue, where you think much more emotional or elaborate, than you actually speak. Because hey, we do that.

Chocolate Chip cookies?

That was awesome! I liked how you kept drawing attention to Sam's feet . . . for some reason it added to the whole snapshot-feel of it and made it seem more real (you tend to notice one thing about a person).

Thank you very much :) I thought the exact same thing when I wrote it. I settled on her feet, the second plan was having her wring her hands. But then I figured she would be coming off as too uncomfortable.

Nice fic and all, but could you please use the information format on the userinfo page? Thanks.

No problem. Very sorry, please forgive me for breaking the rules.

Oh it's okay. It just makes it easier if people use that format so it's easier when I organize all of the fics in the memories section later on.

*squee* Sam is teh awesome. XD

I loved this. Thanks for a great dabble to ring in the New Year! ;)

*Grin* Yep, Sam is awesome. We need to write about her more. If only as a secondary character.

You're most welcome.