Fate's wide wheel

By Alia - 2005

Disclaimer: Sam and Al do not belong to me. They are the creation of Donald P Bellisario. I am only borrowing them and no copyright infringement is intended.

Summary: Sam and Al deal with the consequences of Sam's leaping around in time. This is my answer to the 15 minute challenge posted by Menina on the quantumleap_fan lj community and yahoo group.

Warnings: None. Slash, rated G for nothing graphic.

Author's Notes: This ficlet is not betaed and contains Australian spelling.

Comments: Sure, send them to aliajones1999@yahoo.com

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Sometimes you get what you think you need and sometimes you get something else.

The supply cupboard is cramped and smells strongly of disinfectant and various other cleaning products. All of which I know could be extremely hazardous to your health if they were inhaled for any length of time without proper ventilation.

Okay, so this isn't the most romantic or most comfortable of locations, but we are not going to be here very long I remind myself, and beggars certainly can't be choosers.

I take a deep breath and let it out slowly, and then make a start on my clothing while Al secures the door.

There was time we could take as long as we wanted with this, making sure both of us were ready before we started and satisfied when we'd finished. That was a long time ago though. Long before I leaped and changed everything, long before I realised that the things I thought I needed, weren't necessarily what I wanted.

I am still dealing with the buttons on my jeans when Al finishes with the door and moves to press me up against the back wall of the cupboard. I collide with one of the shelving units and I absently note something falling near my feet, but it doesn't slow either of us down. Within an instant I feel Al's weathered hands take over where I have left off and his mouth decends to cover mine.

He tastes incredible, and feels just as good.

It's not that I don't love Donna, or that I think Al isn't happy that he has Beth and the girls in his life. It's just that changing who we shared our lives with didn't change how we felt about each other.

The End.

 

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