Disclaimer: I own none of these characters
Author's Notes: This fanfic is Jack/Karen centric, so if you have an issue with that pairing I suggest you not read it.
Entanglement
Part 1: Undercover
Will Truman stretched his legs out as he groaned loudly, trying to wake his muscles up. He had slept all night on their living room sofa, after a long and somewhat wild night of drinking and rambunctious behavior. All four of their group had been in a marvelous mood last night, so they decided to have a bit of fun. As Will sat up, his head spinning, he began to regret all that fun just a little bit.
Grace came shuffling out of her bedroom, dressed in her red sushi pajamas and yawning with her mouth open wide.
"Morning." Will muttered, pulling himself up.
"Morning." Grace answered. "Wait." She stopped, "Why are you out here?"
"Oh, I let Jack sleep in my bed last night."
"His apartment is across the hall."
"I know, but…well I didn't so much let him sleep there as I looked away for a second and when I looked back he was sleeping there. No harm in it, so I let him stay."
"Oh." Grace smiled, "Well that was sweet of you."
She opened the refrigerator door, taking out the milk to pour herself a glass. "You won't believe this, but, last night Karen actually told me she would feel better if she stayed here over night."
"What was she drinking? Water?"
"I know! But, I didn't see a problem with it so I told her she could."
"Huh." Will put his hands on his hips, looking around the room, "I guess she woke up early and went home."
"Um…" Grace looked around, "No. Her purse is still on the table."
"Well then where is she?"
The two friends said nothing as they looked at each other, their eyes wide and their mouths agape. They both made a mad dash for Will's bedroom.
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Will pushed open his bedroom door, letting it swing back and hit the wall with a loud thud, as Grace berated her way in beside him. There, tangled up in Will's sheets was Jack and Karen. Will then spotted Jack's clothes in a pile at the foot of the bed, and Karen's draped over Will's headboard.
"At least we know they've still got their underwear on." Grace said.
"It's summer." Will said in a panicked tone, "Jack doesn't wear underwear in the summer."
"Ew." Grace muttered. She then gasped loudly, "And it's Saturday. Karen doesn't wear underwear on the weekends."
They looked back to their other two friends, still sleeping.
"No, wait. Wait a minute. We're jumping to conclusions here. I mean this is Jack and Karen. I mean sure they kiss and maybe they're a bit more intimate than people like you and me, but they would never, ever…." Grace trailed off.
"Can you finish that sentence?"
"Not honestly."
Grace grabbed onto Will's shoulder, "What do we do? Do we wake them up?"
Out of the corner of her eye Grace saw Karen move. She gasped.
"Come on, come on." She pawed at Will, "Let's go. Just pretend we don't know anything."
"Yeah. Besides…it's not like something actually happened." Will giggled at the very thought.
The two walked out, and Will shut his door behind them.
Over in his bed, Karen sat up, a wicked smirk plastered on her face. She looked over at Jack as he pulled the covers down.
"Are they gone?" Jack asked.
"You bet they are."
Karen leaned down to plant a soft full kiss on Jack's lips.