Disclaimer: I don't own Sweep.
"Lauren. I'm going to call Hunter, ok?" Sam said as they were laying, once again, stagnant in the living room.
"Sure, he's probably happier by NOW" She said, throwing Sam a sidelong grin.
"Hardy Har har Lauren. Very funny." Sam said, reaching on to the couch for the cordless phone. She dialed, but the phone just rang, and rang. 'Damnit Hunter!" Sam swore under her breath. 'He's avoiding me,' She thought to herself. Finally, after five persistent minutes, Hunter picked up.
" Hello Sam." He said.
"Hi Hunter. How are you? Busy?" Sam asked, and cursed herself silently as Lauren broke out into convulsions of pained silent laughter.
"Yes. Quite actually. Are you alright?" He said, sounding preoccupied, but now at least she knew the reason.
"Yes, I'm fine. SAFE and sound. Lauren's house is SAFE" Sam said, accenting the word "safe" and hoping to the goddess he'd get it through his scull that she knew.
"Oh…um…ok. Sam…do you know something about…um…something?" Hunter asked tentatively.
Laughing lightly to cover the actual conversation from Lauren, Sam said, "Of course. I'll be good Hunter. You're such a worrywart. Yes, I have my "key" to the house. No, I don't need "another". How's Morgan?" Sam said, steeling a glance at Lauren. 'Good. She's still cracking up about him being busy' Sam thought to herself.
"I see. Ok, well then you understand your position in this. And mine for that matter. I have called a meeting about it. With all the coven leaders in the area." Hunter said bluntly. "You are both in grave danger if you leave that house. I feel it mounting."
"Ok. Well, I think I'm coming down with something" Sam said, and as she hacked into the phone, and silently thanked the goddess for her inherent post-nasal drip. "I think Lauren's getting it too." Sam said, giving Lauren a "let's pretend we're sick to miss school" look. On cue, Lauren started coughing from her spot on the floor.
"So I don't think we'll be able to leave the house Hunter." She said apologetically.
'Good. Lauren's mother knows about everything. You shouldn't have a problem with it. Just stay safe, don't leave the house. And you might as well have fun." Hunter said brightly, although she knew his optimism was forced, she couldn't help but feel comforted.
"Ok, be good. Do the laundry, don't get sucked into the toilet, and I'll see you after our epidemic." Sam said laughing, and she hung up the phone.
Lauren looked at Sam quizzically, "Is he all better?" She asked, a grin on her face.
"Yes, no help to Morgan!" Sam lied, she really didn't actually know.
"Aww" Lauren pouted, "So are we going through with this "sick" act, I mean, a couple of days off of Masi-duty would be great, but my mom will never buy it."
"Sure she will, I'm a GREAT actress," Sam said, rolling her eyes, " Besides, she thinks I'm already sort of sick, and your mom's cool."
Scoffing, Lauren said, "ok. Sure, what ever you say. Maybe you ARE sick!"
Just then, Lauren's mother walked into the room, "how's everything in here girls? Sam, are you feeling any better?" She asked brightly.
Knowing Lauren's mom had talked to Hunter, and knowing that she was already prepared to keep the girls home, and that's where the whole sickness idea had stemmed from, Sam said, " Actually, I'm feeling worse. And I think I gave it to Lauren,"
Walking over, Lauren's mom felt Sam's forehead, then Lauren's, "You two do feel a little warm. And the flu IS going around. Ok, you two are staying home for a few days. Why don't you run upstairs and get into your pj's then I'll run to the video store and get you some movies?"
After Lauren's mother had left the room, Lauren turned to Sam, " I can't believe that worked!"
Smiling Sam said, " You just have to plan it a few days in advance, I started in with the coughing yesterday."
"You are truly the evil genius here. I bow down to the master." Lauren said, making a mock bow.
Laughing, the two girls started upstairs to change.
"Lauren. I'm going to call Hunter, ok?" Sam said as they were laying, once again, stagnant in the living room.
"Sure, he's probably happier by NOW" She said, throwing Sam a sidelong grin.
"Hardy Har har Lauren. Very funny." Sam said, reaching on to the couch for the cordless phone. She dialed, but the phone just rang, and rang. 'Damnit Hunter!" Sam swore under her breath. 'He's avoiding me,' She thought to herself. Finally, after five persistent minutes, Hunter picked up.
" Hello Sam." He said.
"Hi Hunter. How are you? Busy?" Sam asked, and cursed herself silently as Lauren broke out into convulsions of pained silent laughter.
"Yes. Quite actually. Are you alright?" He said, sounding preoccupied, but now at least she knew the reason.
"Yes, I'm fine. SAFE and sound. Lauren's house is SAFE" Sam said, accenting the word "safe" and hoping to the goddess he'd get it through his scull that she knew.
"Oh…um…ok. Sam…do you know something about…um…something?" Hunter asked tentatively.
Laughing lightly to cover the actual conversation from Lauren, Sam said, "Of course. I'll be good Hunter. You're such a worrywart. Yes, I have my "key" to the house. No, I don't need "another". How's Morgan?" Sam said, steeling a glance at Lauren. 'Good. She's still cracking up about him being busy' Sam thought to herself.
"I see. Ok, well then you understand your position in this. And mine for that matter. I have called a meeting about it. With all the coven leaders in the area." Hunter said bluntly. "You are both in grave danger if you leave that house. I feel it mounting."
"Ok. Well, I think I'm coming down with something" Sam said, and as she hacked into the phone, and silently thanked the goddess for her inherent post-nasal drip. "I think Lauren's getting it too." Sam said, giving Lauren a "let's pretend we're sick to miss school" look. On cue, Lauren started coughing from her spot on the floor.
"So I don't think we'll be able to leave the house Hunter." She said apologetically.
'Good. Lauren's mother knows about everything. You shouldn't have a problem with it. Just stay safe, don't leave the house. And you might as well have fun." Hunter said brightly, although she knew his optimism was forced, she couldn't help but feel comforted.
"Ok, be good. Do the laundry, don't get sucked into the toilet, and I'll see you after our epidemic." Sam said laughing, and she hung up the phone.
Lauren looked at Sam quizzically, "Is he all better?" She asked, a grin on her face.
"Yes, no help to Morgan!" Sam lied, she really didn't actually know.
"Aww" Lauren pouted, "So are we going through with this "sick" act, I mean, a couple of days off of Masi-duty would be great, but my mom will never buy it."
"Sure she will, I'm a GREAT actress," Sam said, rolling her eyes, " Besides, she thinks I'm already sort of sick, and your mom's cool."
Scoffing, Lauren said, "ok. Sure, what ever you say. Maybe you ARE sick!"
Just then, Lauren's mother walked into the room, "how's everything in here girls? Sam, are you feeling any better?" She asked brightly.
Knowing Lauren's mom had talked to Hunter, and knowing that she was already prepared to keep the girls home, and that's where the whole sickness idea had stemmed from, Sam said, " Actually, I'm feeling worse. And I think I gave it to Lauren,"
Walking over, Lauren's mom felt Sam's forehead, then Lauren's, "You two do feel a little warm. And the flu IS going around. Ok, you two are staying home for a few days. Why don't you run upstairs and get into your pj's then I'll run to the video store and get you some movies?"
After Lauren's mother had left the room, Lauren turned to Sam, " I can't believe that worked!"
Smiling Sam said, " You just have to plan it a few days in advance, I started in with the coughing yesterday."
"You are truly the evil genius here. I bow down to the master." Lauren said, making a mock bow.
Laughing, the two girls started upstairs to change.