Name: Over the Top
Characters/Parings: Michael/Sara, T-Bag, Lincoln (probably the rest of A-Team somewhere around)
Spoilers: S4 speculations
Genre: angst / romance
Word Count: 109
Rating: PG-13
Summary: A little drabble about Michael, Sara and T/Bag in one room. Yeah, it GETS a little bit too crowded.
Over the Top
She is tired. He knows because he's been up all night too, trying to soothe her nightmares.
"Take a nap."
"I'm fine."
"If I had Pretty in my bed, I'd also be tired."
Michael sees her face redden causing hot fury to bubble in his chest.
"Shut up." Mutters Lincoln.
T-Bag licks his lips lusciously, making Sara squirm uncomfortably.
"How do you like it, sweetheart?"
"It's Doctor Tancredi to you! And shut up!" Shouts Michael unexpectedly.
"I was just …"
"SHUT UP! You won't touch; talk; nor look at her or I swear I'll break your neck!" He slams the table and exits without even noticing their shocked expressions.
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