Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Tina's characters
Spoilers: None
Pairing: Jack/Liz
Summary: "I really can't stay....I gotta go away....."
"Aw, blerg!"
The same situation that's been going on since yesterday morning. The water in her shower wasn't getting warm. Yesterday, she asked her neighbor if she could use it, but today, her neighbor was at work. There was only one option left.
Jack's apartment.
She unlocked the door (yes, she has a key. Friends are supposed to have keys) and quietly went inside. Jack probably wouldn't notice, since she thought he was gonna be screwing some twenty-one year old journalist. It was almost Christmastime, and she still had no present for Jack.
She got a towel out of his drawer (because she forgot to bring one....duh!), grabbed one of the rich-smelling shampoo he has and...that's when she realized it was a Saturday. So she grabbed one of his A-shirts. It was really big for her. The shirt reached down to the top of her knees. She started the water and went in.
"I really can't stay..." was Jack heard when he woke up. That beautiful, clear voice. Liz was wrong. He didn't sleep with anyone last night or this morning. He went to the restroom where Liz was taking a shower in and was of course, still singing. Jack never heard Liz sing, so he didn't know it was her, and he thought he must've slept with someone last night, otherwise they wouldn't be here.
"I've gotta go way,"
"Baby, it's bad out there," Jack sang softly to himself.
"I wish I knew how..."
"To break the spell," they both sung.
Liz couldn't hear Jack singing with her. So when she finally finished, before she could even get her towel, Jack kissed her.
"You're a great singer," he said.
Liz finally snapped out of it.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Jack?"
"Lemon?! Good god, what are you doing here?"
"My shower wasn't working and I was....Will you stop looking at my boobs?! Can you just...get me a towel, please?"
Jack just stood there. Liz sighed.
"Fine. Stare at my boobs. I'll give you ten seconds."
She went up closer to him.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five..."
Jack got her a towel and wiped the water off of her and helped her put on his a-shirt.
"Your hair looks really nice today, Lemon."
"What, my messy hair? Looks like sex hair to me. By the way, I'm surprised you didn't notice my underwear."
"Let me see them."
She blushed.
"I'm not wearing any. But I'll show you what I did wear on the way here."
She held up her underwear and Jack was impressed.
"Put them in my closet. I'm sure you won't be needing it anytime soon."
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