1001 Names of Julianna Callaghan, PG-13, Sam,Jules
Title: 1001 Names of Julianna Callaghan
Author: el_d_champ
Pairing: Sam/Jules
Word count: 300
Prompt: #58 - lovers
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Just to be safe, season 1 and 2.
Summary: A name for every occasion.
Disclaimer: Whattaya think?
:: When I was thinking about this particular prompt, all I could think about was Sam and Jules. So yes, it’s another S/J. Might try to venture out to do the other characters soon, hopefully. Just feel like I don’t know the rest of the team well enough to write stories about ‘em :(
:: As always thanks to flashpoint_sru for the prompt!
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Since the first time he saw her, she had been his sexy sniper chick. -Especially- when she had oh so fiercely pointed her gun to his head and ended up drawing the team’s attention, successfully shooting down his chance of creating a first good impression, no pun intended.
He called her Jules because -everybody- knew she wouldn’t respond if they used her full name. She told him it made her feel like she was five years old again and was grounded for breaking her dad’s antique vase.
When the mood called for it and she was being impossible, he would push his luck and call her Julianna. Fortunately for him, even the most deadly death glare couldn’t kill, or else…
There had been this one time when he had called her Juliet simply because he hadn’t known what Jules stood for.
After they shared their first kiss in front of the luxurious hotel, she was his sweetheart. Not baby, or darling, or cupcake, or pumpkin (Jules would seriously kill him for even thinking about that one), but sweetheart.
When she demanded him to bring another tin of thinner, a couple of brushes, beers -and- deep dish pizza, she transformed to Bossy Jules. Not that he would ever say that out loud though, no. He wouldn’t even dream of it.
In HQ, she was strictly Constable Callaghan. No secret smooches, no flirting, no eye-sexing, no nothing. He didn’t mind. She loved 'to be on top’ and take charge. That’s kinda sexy.
His trail of thoughts were abruptly interrupted when a figure sleeping beside him stirred and moved closer, laying her head so trustingly on his shoulder before continuing to doze off.
Amused, Sam grinned sleepily. When they were sharing a bed and only got 3 hours of sleep, they were lovers.
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:)
Author: el_d_champ
Pairing: Sam/Jules
Word count: 300
Prompt: #58 - lovers
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Just to be safe, season 1 and 2.
Summary: A name for every occasion.
Disclaimer: Whattaya think?
:: When I was thinking about this particular prompt, all I could think about was Sam and Jules. So yes, it’s another S/J. Might try to venture out to do the other characters soon, hopefully. Just feel like I don’t know the rest of the team well enough to write stories about ‘em :(
:: As always thanks to flashpoint_sru for the prompt!
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Since the first time he saw her, she had been his sexy sniper chick. -Especially- when she had oh so fiercely pointed her gun to his head and ended up drawing the team’s attention, successfully shooting down his chance of creating a first good impression, no pun intended.
He called her Jules because -everybody- knew she wouldn’t respond if they used her full name. She told him it made her feel like she was five years old again and was grounded for breaking her dad’s antique vase.
When the mood called for it and she was being impossible, he would push his luck and call her Julianna. Fortunately for him, even the most deadly death glare couldn’t kill, or else…
There had been this one time when he had called her Juliet simply because he hadn’t known what Jules stood for.
After they shared their first kiss in front of the luxurious hotel, she was his sweetheart. Not baby, or darling, or cupcake, or pumpkin (Jules would seriously kill him for even thinking about that one), but sweetheart.
When she demanded him to bring another tin of thinner, a couple of brushes, beers -and- deep dish pizza, she transformed to Bossy Jules. Not that he would ever say that out loud though, no. He wouldn’t even dream of it.
In HQ, she was strictly Constable Callaghan. No secret smooches, no flirting, no eye-sexing, no nothing. He didn’t mind. She loved 'to be on top’ and take charge. That’s kinda sexy.
His trail of thoughts were abruptly interrupted when a figure sleeping beside him stirred and moved closer, laying her head so trustingly on his shoulder before continuing to doze off.
Amused, Sam grinned sleepily. When they were sharing a bed and only got 3 hours of sleep, they were lovers.
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:)