Sam woke slowly to the sound of bird song outside her window. Smiling she glanced at the clock. 8am. She was taking a day off today. A long overdue day off. She snuggled further down into her comforter and sighed softly. She was planning a shopping trip. She'd hardly spent any of her money over the years and had decided that she would empty out her entire wardrobe and spend the day buying some new clothes, shoes, underwear. She smiled. She was looking forward to a full day of indulgence. Of course, she reasoned, she'd have to get rid of the hangover that was currently settled around her like a dark storm cloud. She reached for the phone and dialed.

"'ello?" A rather sleepy Daniel answered after the second ring.

"I totally blame you. How much did you pour down my throat last night?"

"Sam?" She could hear muffled sounds as Daniel attempted to maneuver himself into a better position. "If I remember correctly, and I probably do as I only had one beer, *you* were doing most of the pouring yourself."

"Ugh! Don't ever let me do that to myself again Daniel. I feel like....."

"...s'ok I get the picture. I don't need a detailed description." He yawned and sighed. "So...whilst I've got your undivided attention...how did it go last night?"

Sam frowned. "How did what go? You were there Daniel. I apparently drank too much and..."

"....no! I meant when you left. How did it go?"

"Daniel...what are you talking about?"

Daniel stifled a giggle. "Oh boy...you really were out of it. Sam...are you in bed?"

"Yes."

"Do me a favor? Turn around."

"Why?"

"Just do it Sam."

Sam exhaled deeply and turned her head. Her eyes widened as she looked at the distinctly male occupant of her bed. "Oh..."

Daniel chuckled down the phone. "...yeah."

"Shit!" Sam watched as the man mumbled in his sleep and rolled over on his side so he was facing her. She drew in a sharp intake of breath. "Daniel?"

"Yes Sam."

"How did this happen?"

"Um...you shared a cab home and I'm guessing he never made it back out your front door." Daniel was still chuckling.

"Daniel...this is not funny."

"Oh I disagree Sam...I think it's really funny. I just hope you both woke up fully clothed or it could get really interesting."

Sam sat in silence as she took in the scene. There were a trail of clothes from her bedroom door to the bed. She was definitely naked and from the looks of it, so was he. And however tempted she was to lift the sheets and double check, she wasn't going to. She groaned softly.

"Sam. You *are* fully clothed aren't you?"

"I am *never* drinking again."

"Oh my..."

"Don't say it Daniel. I'll speak to you later." Sam hung up the phone and moved so she was facing the man still dozing beside her. Shaking her head she tried to remember how she'd wound up in this position with him and what she was going to do when he woke. "Oh well...could be worse. Could have been the Colonel!" She muttered quietly.