What Sort of Day Has It Been? by Irenak (PG-13)

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Fandom: LIFE ON MARS
Pairing: Mild Sam/Gene/Annie (as the author says, ‘the OT3 is more subtext, than text’)
Length: Short
Author on LJ: irenak
Author Website: irenak_fiction
Why this must be read: This is a lovely episode tag to S1E6. I love the dynamic between Sam, Gene and Annie in that episode and this both reflects it and takes it a bit further, to a gentle camaraderie founded in shared experience. Annie's POV works beautifully for it: she's sweet, confident, and sharp - and maybe a little drunk.

“You were the one who wanted to share and share alike.”

“Come on.” Sam nudges her, friendly-like. It's a comfortable, natural gesture. “If the rest of us are gonna go all Jaws...”

“'Jaws?'”

“Yeah, y'know, while they're hunting the shark? 'We're gonna need a bigger boat.'” It is, perhaps, the worst attempt at an American accent Annie has ever heard and it has both her and Gene staring at him in bewilderment. Sam blushes beet red all the way to the tip of his ears. It's surprisingly adorable.

“Um,” he says, staring at the ground. “Guess it's not out yet. Never mind.”

Annie sighs, dwells for a moment on what it means to be one of the boys, and takes a large swallow of wine. Courage burning all the way down, she un-tucks her shirt from her skirt and lifts it up.

Gene appears intrigued. “Planning on giving us a show?”

“No. Sharing.”

What Sort of Day Has It Been?