Life of the Party
Amanda grabbed Lee's arm and pulled him to a stop as Vic Burling was taken led off by police officers. "You're hurt!" She gasped, lifting the flap of his dress shirt that Frankie Columbus had sliced with his belly. In fact, Lee could barely feel the superficial cut, but he knew his Amanda.
"It's nothing." He answered, looking down. It was the truth. The cut wasn't deep and though it was still welling blood, it didn't actually hurt. Knowing that there was nothing Amanda liked better than to fuss, he decided that the least he could do after her heroics on the case was indulge her. Hamming it up a bit, he winced as the fabric drifted back against the wound.
Amanda bit her smile. Lee wouldn't admit it but he really liked when she fussed over him, even for a minor injury. Just last week he'd carried on worse than the boys over a little splinter. Amanda supposed that even heroes needed to feel like someone was prepared to take care of them. The cut would certainly need to be cleaned, who knew what kind of bacteria had been on that knife. "Come on, I'll clean it for you and put on a dressing so you don't mess up your fresh shirt with blood."
"Oh, alright. If you insist." Lee grumbled, delighted.
"I do." Taking his hand, she led him towards the first aid kit that hung on the wall near the office. "Shirt off." She ordered softly. Patting the stainless steel counter, Amanda encouraged Lee to sit down as she rooted through the first aid kit. Finding disinfectant and some cotton pads, she turned back to her partner's bare chest. When she would have stayed in her awkward position to see to her nursing task, Lee's hands settled on her hips and moved her between his legs. Surprised by the intimacy of the position, Amanda's eyes flew up to Lee's smiling face. Feeling her cheeks heat, she nevertheless tended to his injury.
They'd been right, it was minor. Still, Amanda took her time, cleaning every inch of the long cut and then wrapping a dressing around his chest. It was as she was hugging him, passing the roll of gauze from one hand to the other behind his back, that Billy and Francine returned.
"Welllll…this is cozy." Francine remarked.
"Will you just can it, Francine? Amanda's just taking care of my injury."
"We can see that, Lee. Good thing Amanda's first aid skills are top notch." Billy commented.
"It's-" Amanda started to say, but the other three finished for her.
"Thanks to the Junior Trailblazers." Smiling, she secured the dressing and stepped back, handing Lee his jacket.