Title: What you Have Done
Summary: The morning after the night before.
Pairing: CJ/Amy
Rating: PG?
Notes: For tww100's "day" challenge. Sort of inspired by pauraque, but in a way
only he would recognize. "Dead Irish Writers" post-ep.
Daylight peeks between the blinds, casting a soft glow on the naked body lying beside you.
You're momentarily confused, then suddenly, it all comes flooding back. The wine, the
conversation, O Canada, and that fucking corkscrew.
"You shouldn't be driving tonight," whispered softly, so the press won't hear.
"Neither should you," then a beat. "Share a cab?"
Next to you, Amy stirs, and you resist the urge to bolt before the other woman - your
lover? - wakes. You close your eyes, trying to shut out the day, but the thought is
swarming in your head: Christ, CJ, what have you done?
