Tegan Chronicles

Origins 8

Tegan slept until six when she called Jack.

"O'Neill."

"Sir, it's Major Kiser."

"Kiser, what's up?" He checked his watch.

"I wanted to let you know I'm not coming in today."

"You're not dead are you?"

"Sir?"

"I've never known you to call in, so I'm just making sure you're not dead."

"No sir, I was just up most of the night."

"Head or hip?"

"Mainly my head, but it's not as bad as it was." She stared up at the ceiling from the flat of her back in the guest room bed.

"Are you still at Doc's?"

"Yeah."

"Let her take care of you, and take it easy this weekend. I'll see you Monday."

"Thank you sir."

After Cassie left Tegan fell asleep on the couch, and once Janet had showered and dressed she dozed in the recliner. Around eleven Janet spoke when she saw Tegan stirring. "You ok?"

"Yeah." Tegan propped herself up on her elbow.

"Hungry?"

"Not really."

"It's been fifteen hours since you last ate."

Tegan rolled her eyes. "I'm not hungry right now. Maybe after I get a shower?"

"Fine." Janet watched her stand up and stretch before she sauntered out of the room. Ten minutes later she walked up stairs and heard the shower running.

Tegan stood with her eyes closed and her back to the hot spray of water trying to erase the implanted visions of Nirrti torturing Cassie from her mind. She wondered if it had been just another one of Nirrti's mind games, simply an attempt to get information. She opened her eyes and turned around noticing a pink ribbon flowing with the water from her feet to the drain where it swirled briefly before going down the drain. She reached up and touched her fingers under her nose, feeling the slick wetness there.

She started to turn, to look for her rag but lost her balance and fell into the side wall of the shower, which was better than falling out of the tub and taking the shower curtain down with her. A few seconds later she heard Janet pound on the door. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah," she looked around, "I dropped the shampoo."

"Didn't really sound like shampoo." Janet was still standing in front the bathroom door when Tegan emerged in a pain of purple Umbro shorts and a gray t-shirt.

Tegan shrugged offering no other explanation.

"How's your hip?"

"Looks worse than it feels." She'd managed not to hit it when she fell in the shower. "And before you ask, my head's fine."

"Lunch?" Janet followed her down the hall.

Tegan shook her head no as she dropped her dirty clothes off in the guest room.

"I was thinking about baked potatoes with chili and cheese or what ever you want on them for dinner." Janet led the way downstairs.

"Sounds fine." She mumbled.

Tegan settled in the living room while Janet disappeared into the kitchen. When she came back out fifteen minutes later Tegan's eyes were closed. "Hey."

"Hmmm?" Tegan lifted her eyebrows.

"I fixed you something to eat."

Tegan opened her eyes ready to remind Janet she wasn't hungry, until she spotted the small dessert saucer with crackers, cheese and grapes on it. She smiled apologetically and took the plate. "Thanks."

"Is water ok?"

"It's great." Tegan nodded and pulled the water out of Janet's shorts' pocket.

She ate all but one of the crackers and two of the four pieces of cheese, which she fed to Shadow. "Think I can go home tomorrow?"
"How about we see how tonight goes first?" Janet tried not to sound disappointed. She liked having Tegan there, even if she was hard headed and keeping whatever really happened in the shower to herself. Which was another reason she was hesitant to answer yes. "Cassie wants you to stay."

"Cassie also thinks she's Yenta the matchmaker. She was the one who talked Sam into taking her our for pizza, and told her to make sure I knew you had the evening free."

"So you took me out on a pity date?" Janet gave her a half smile.

"No, I wanted to ask you out sooner, there just wasn't a good time." She grinned. "Besides, that was no pity kiss."

"Are you sure about that?" Janet moved from the chair to the opposite end of the couch.

"Positive." Tegan crawled over the middle cushion and leaned over Janet.

"I thought you weren't hungry?"

"Shut up and kiss me." She didn't give Janet a chance to respond one way or another before she covered her lips with hers mouth. She felt Janet's lips part slightly inviting her in. She traced them with her tongue before pulling away, and settling back on the couch.

"What?" Janet wondered if she'd done something wrong.

"Five." Tegan held her fingers in the air.

"Five?"

"Kisses."

"Why are you counting?"

"Because I can." She replied embarrassed of her real answer.

Janet picked up Tegan's right hand in hers and traced the veins on the back of it with her thumb before lifting it to her lips and placing a light kiss on each of her finger tips. "You can tell me."

"How many people have you kissed?"

Janet's eyebrow twitched. "I don't know."

"I've kissed…" She thought for a second. "Four if you don't count Teal'c."

"Five if you count Teal'c?"

"No." Tegan tried to read Janet's expression. "If you count Teal'c then you have to count Paige."

"Paige?" The browns in her eyes darkened.

"Hey, you don't have anything to worry about. It was a kiss just like Teal'c."

"Did you pass out after she kissed you?"

"Not exactly, I was lying down."

Janet looked away as Tegan released her hand from her lose grasp.

"Hey." Tegan reached over and cupped Janet's chin with her fingers, her thumb resting on it she urged her to look at her. When she could look into her eyes again she continued. "You don't have anything to be jealous of. No one makes me feel the way you do."

"No one?"

"No one." She shook her head to back up her statement.

"Who else have you kissed?"

"Sam, and Daniel but they really don't count, I was drugged."

"Ok, when you were under the influence of anything alien."

"You," Tegan smiled and continued to hold Janet's chin. "And Greg. But, I've never…"

Tegan leaned in her hand guiding Janet's lips to hers. She sucked on Janet's lower lip until a silent moan escaped her lips. As her lips parted Tegan covered her mouth with hers and inhaled the moan before sliding her tongue into her mouth and exploring every crevice. She finally pulled away when her brain screamed for oxygen.

"I've never kissed anyone like that." She fell back into the cushion behind her letting her hand fall away from Janet's face.

"If my husband had kissed me like that, I might never have left him." Janet joked. "Six?"

"I don't have to count anymore. I've already kissed you more than anyone else."