Rating: T

Spoilers: Sunday

Pairings: Lorne/OC

Summary: It had begun so well, now he found himself in prison and shackled to the city's astronomer

Disclaimer: Don't own any of it apart from Dr Delilah Stirling

Authors Notes: Yet another 100 First sentences challenge this one is #114: The day had begun so normally... also the story I promised Nici from Gateworld.

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The day had begun so normally, Major Evan Lorne sighed and winced at the pain in his wrists; he was beginning to realise that time spent with the city's astronomer was anything but normal; at this particular moment in time they were shackled back to back. It was supposed to have been a routine 'body guarding' mission, accompanying his friend Dr Delilah Stirling to M9J-427 to study a meteor shower, what they didn't know was that in-between gaining permission to visit the planet and them actually stepping through the gate there had been a coup. Therefore, instead of the Royal Scientific Advisor greeting them they had been met by a platoon of soldiers with guns trained on them.

"I spy with my little eye something beginning with W," said Dr Stirling

"Wall" replied Lorne, Delilah sighed

"Yes, your turn" she replied

"This isn't helping Lilah" Evan remarked

"I know but it passes the time" Lilah chuckled "it's not like it's the first time", she said.

"You've been shackled and thrown in prison before?" he asked, Lilah laughed

"Not at the same time, and the shackles were handcuffs and the prison was a police cell, spent the night banged up for being drunk and disorderly on Boat Race night" she explained

"And the handcuffs?" he asked. Lilah smirked to herself

"Another story for another time" she replied

"Spoilsport" he said.

His friendship with Delilah Stirling had started with the death of his friend Major Chris Harper; he'd been avoiding Kate Heightmeyer and had hidden in the astronomy lab, where Lilah had found him drowning his sorrows in Bourbon. She'd sat and talked to him, offering up advice from her own experiences after the death of her twin sister and he'd been grateful to her for telling it like it was and not patronizing him as Heightmeyer had. They had been friends ever since, finding out along the way that they shared a love of painting and practical jokes, the last series of pranks they'd played had been blamed on John Sheppard so they were laying low and planning the next set. She'd confessed to him how much she'd missed playing tricks, her sister had always been the brains behind them and it had been down to her to sweet-talk them out of trouble when they'd been busted, Lorne had laughed and said he supposed that having an actress for a mother had its uses.
"So now what?" asked Lilah

"Wait for Sheppard and his eleventh hour rescue I suppose, they'll know something's wrong by now, we should have reported in an hour ago" replied Evan,

"That's comforting, sick bay here we come again, remember the last time Sheppard and co got me out of trouble? I was in plaster for six weeks" she retorted

"What do you suggest then?" he said

"Pick the locks, I know you can do it" she replied. Evan sighed

"In case you've forgotten I can't reach my other wrist" he moved his arm to prove his point, causing Lilah's arm to jerk over her shoulder "and I have nothing to pick it with, unless you've got hairpins" he said.

"Do I look like Miss Marple, hairpins!! I ask you" she paused and thought for a minute "ok Raffles, if I get you a piece of wire can you pick the locks on the door too?" Lilah asked, Lorne shrugged

"I can try" he replied. Lilah moved her hand causing Evan's arm to jerk around her

"Erm... slight snag, I can't reach" she groaned and rested her head on her knees "I need to be facing you for this to work", Lorne tested the 'give' in the shackles

"Ok, when I say so, raise your arms over your head and twist round if it works we'll be facing each other, it'll take a layer or two of skin off your wrists" he said,

"Ok" Lilah said

"Now" he said. Lilah raised her arms twisted around and sat up on her knees

"Ow, fuck that hurt" she groaned. Evan grimaced

"Yeah, can we get on with this, I wanna get out" he retorted, Lilah sighed

"Keep your hand very, very still and you and me won't fall out" she smirked "well you won't but me, just don't ask me to run anywhere" Evan frowned at her. She took a deep breath "here goes" she said and thrust their hands up her shirt and began to pull the wire in her bra out,

"What the hell you doing?" said Lorne, not that he minded having his hand up her shirt but some warning would have been nice

"You wanted wire, the laundry is late coming back and this was the only one I had left" Lilah said as a means of explanation, she pulled the wire out and handed it to him

"You could have said something" he said as he got to work

"And miss the look on your face besides, knowing you, you'd have got in a quick grope" she said with a smile. He grinned

"Me? Would I do something like that?" he said with a look of mock innocence on his face

"Yes" she replied. He got the first shackle free and went to work on the second

"So is there a special breaking and entering course you Air Force guys go on?" Lilah asked

"No, I could do this before I joined" he replied

"Are you going to tell me?" she said

"I'll tell you when you tell me about the handcuffs" he said

"Meanie" she retorted.

He opened the second set of shackles and started to work on the door

"It's no good, I can't get it to open with this" Evan admitted

"Would the other one help?" Lilah asked, he shook his head

"No, the lock's too big" he said

"And the window's too small" she remarked. Lorne looked up as an idea struck him

"Scream" he said

"You what?" she retorted

"Scream, call for help, cry rape, anything to get a guard up here" he said

"Are you sure?" she asked

"Yes, just get on with it" he replied. Lilah opened a few buttons on her shirt and ran her fingers through her hair

"Got to make it look authentic" she remarked

"Go on" he said. She began to hammer on the door

"Help!! Help me he's attacking me, help me!!" she screamed. They could hear the sound of running feet and keys in the lock, Lorne braced himself as the door opened.

TBC

AN: And the New Story Bunnies keep on biting, this is going to take a few chapters to finish but it won't be too long, so now the explanations

Boat Race - The Oxford/Cambridge Varsity rowing race on the Thames in March. Little Known Fact: Hugh Laurie was a Cambridge Rowing Blue

Raffles - A.J Raffles, Gentleman thief and amateur cracksman and his sidekick 'Bunny' were created in literature by EW Hornung.