Ficlet: Taking a Beating (Press Gang)
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thisbluespiritSo, I found this scribbled somewhere in my notebook, for one of the 500 prompts. I think I must have written it last year some time.
Title: Taking a Beating
Author:thisbluespirit
Rating: PG
Word Count: 443
Characters/Pairings: Sam Black/Kenny Phillips
Notes/Warnings: None.
Summary: “Usually this kind of thing only happens when I’m standing in front of Lynda, or someone’s come to kill Colin again…”
Forparanoidangel in the 500 Prompts Meme: 231 – rough hands – Sam/Kenny (PG).
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“So, was he a typical example of your previous boyfriends, or have some of the others, like, actually evolved into sentient beings?”
Sam paused in the middle of examining Kenny to check the full extent of his injuries. They were hiding out in the empty, darkened news room with the doors locked.
“Look, he was never my boyfriend. I might have gone out with him one time, or maybe two. Or maybe that was his friend. It’s so hard to keep track.” She anointed his head with antiseptic cream on cotton wool. One good thing was that the newsroom had a well-stocked first aid kit. It had to, really, given the injury rate for the staff even when Lynda wasn’t in the room.
Kenny winced under her touch. “Ouch.”
More gently, Sam applied a kiss to his temple, just past the tender spot. “Stop making a fuss. He’s a pig, though. I expect that’s why I broke up with him.” She wrinkled her nose. “I do wish I could remember. Funny how they all seem to sort of blur into one, isn’t it?”
“Usually,” said Kenny, albeit in the tone of resignation of one who was accustomed to fate having it in for him by various methods, “this sort of thing only happens when I’m standing in front of Lynda Day, or someone’s come to kill Colin again. I suppose at least this makes a change.”
Sam finished her medical ministrations and surveyed him. “There. Good as new.”
Kenny folded his arms. “I don’t think sticking plaster works like that.”
“Well, you’ve stopped bleeding now, so that’s something, isn’t it?” Sam smiled and patted his cheek. “And, anyway, I think I must have scared him off, so there’s no more need to worry about him.”
“Do you really have a black belt in karate?”
Sam grinned. “Yeah. God’s own truth. Hanging up in my wardrobe, as a souvenir of a pretty great night.” A wistful look crossed her face. “Now there was a guy I do remember.”
“Oh, wonderful, is he going to come after me as well? We’re not even going out and I need hazard pay and possibly life insurance just for trying to follow up an interview about a lost cat. Next time you want to avoid some homicidal thug you used to date can you not lie about me being your boyfriend?”
“Hey, I got you out of it, and patched you up.” Sam sat beside him on the desk, and then kissed his cheek. “Stop complaining.”
Kenny turned. “What’s that for?”
“The pain,” said Sam. “Besides, if you’re going to take the punishment, you might as well have the reward. Fair’s fair.”
“Uh, Sam –”
“And,” she said, leaning in closer still, “would it make you feel better if it wasn’t a lie?”
***
Title: Taking a Beating
Author:
thisbluespiritRating: PG
Word Count: 443
Characters/Pairings: Sam Black/Kenny Phillips
Notes/Warnings: None.
Summary: “Usually this kind of thing only happens when I’m standing in front of Lynda, or someone’s come to kill Colin again…”
For
paranoidangel in the 500 Prompts Meme: 231 – rough hands – Sam/Kenny (PG).***
“So, was he a typical example of your previous boyfriends, or have some of the others, like, actually evolved into sentient beings?”
Sam paused in the middle of examining Kenny to check the full extent of his injuries. They were hiding out in the empty, darkened news room with the doors locked.
“Look, he was never my boyfriend. I might have gone out with him one time, or maybe two. Or maybe that was his friend. It’s so hard to keep track.” She anointed his head with antiseptic cream on cotton wool. One good thing was that the newsroom had a well-stocked first aid kit. It had to, really, given the injury rate for the staff even when Lynda wasn’t in the room.
Kenny winced under her touch. “Ouch.”
More gently, Sam applied a kiss to his temple, just past the tender spot. “Stop making a fuss. He’s a pig, though. I expect that’s why I broke up with him.” She wrinkled her nose. “I do wish I could remember. Funny how they all seem to sort of blur into one, isn’t it?”
“Usually,” said Kenny, albeit in the tone of resignation of one who was accustomed to fate having it in for him by various methods, “this sort of thing only happens when I’m standing in front of Lynda Day, or someone’s come to kill Colin again. I suppose at least this makes a change.”
Sam finished her medical ministrations and surveyed him. “There. Good as new.”
Kenny folded his arms. “I don’t think sticking plaster works like that.”
“Well, you’ve stopped bleeding now, so that’s something, isn’t it?” Sam smiled and patted his cheek. “And, anyway, I think I must have scared him off, so there’s no more need to worry about him.”
“Do you really have a black belt in karate?”
Sam grinned. “Yeah. God’s own truth. Hanging up in my wardrobe, as a souvenir of a pretty great night.” A wistful look crossed her face. “Now there was a guy I do remember.”
“Oh, wonderful, is he going to come after me as well? We’re not even going out and I need hazard pay and possibly life insurance just for trying to follow up an interview about a lost cat. Next time you want to avoid some homicidal thug you used to date can you not lie about me being your boyfriend?”
“Hey, I got you out of it, and patched you up.” Sam sat beside him on the desk, and then kissed his cheek. “Stop complaining.”
Kenny turned. “What’s that for?”
“The pain,” said Sam. “Besides, if you’re going to take the punishment, you might as well have the reward. Fair’s fair.”
“Uh, Sam –”
“And,” she said, leaning in closer still, “would it make you feel better if it wasn’t a lie?”
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