Author: Krissy
Warnings: Spoilers to S8's "Secrets and Lies." Based sometime after that, and before "Bygones."
Characters: John, Susan
Words: 210
Rating: G
John Carter stared into the black sky, trying to ignore the giggling voices of Abby and Susan walking out behind him. They'd come out to the roof to get away from Weaver's demands. Bad moods did not look good on her, John thought sourly.
"Carter's brooding," Susan observed, and Abby giggled at her teasing tone. John glanced over his shoulder, and meant to shoot her an annoyed glare, but it came out more pathetic than he'd have liked, when he caught sight of the blouse beneath her white coat. Their breakup had been pretty much mutual, but John couldn't help but feel angry that it was *Susan* that had decided it was over. He'd have liked to try and pursue it some more - so what if it wasn't perfect. What relationship was? But now they'd never know, thanks to his idiocy.
Susan's laughter subsided, and she stared back at him. She couldn't decipher his look, and wondered if she really *wanted* to. Some things were better left unsaid, she decided.
Sighing, John turned back to looking at the sky, trying to ignore Abby's offer to take Susan out on a girl's night out. No boys allowed.
"I'd love to," Susan told her, and John inwardly winced.
No boys allowed.
Yeah.