Jockteleg: (n.) A clasp knife; Pocketknife
Characters: Sam
Genre: Friendship/Drama
Rating: K+
Summary: He gave the knife to her for protection. The only question, what did she need protection from?
She stared at the metallic blade, watching as light danced off the grey length, a short handle on the end.
It looked like a simple pocketknife, they each had a similar one. Though hers had 'SM' specially engraved on it.
Danny had given her and Tucker them, for protection. Things were starting to get dangerous and Danny didn't want them vulnerable.
Each knife had a special force on it, like the Spector Deflector. Tucker had actually helped develop them.
She twirled it between her fingers and was about to put it in her pocket, when a familiar voice came from behind her.
"Ahh if it isn't young Samantha. Wait, you hate being called that, right?...Sam?"
A/N: More drabbles to come :)