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Title: Soy Sorry
Author: Carina Scott
Disclaimer: I don't own, please don't sue.
Pairing: Jim/Warrick/Gil
Rating: FRM
Spoilers: All seasons (to be safe)
Category: Established Relationship
Warnings: Threesome, suggestion of bondage
Summary: Warrick faces the consequences of his actions.
Notes: When I was first bitten this bunny, I tried to use antiseptic, hoping that eventually the bit would heal and go away. But then infection set in, and I realized the only antiseptic that would work, would be to write. So here it is. It's a continuation of sorts on the Parts 1&2 of Season 7's premiere, so if you haven't seen it, please don't read.

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"You know, you should have see Sara today," Warrick said as he flopped down on the couch in front of the TV.

Entering the room and handing him a beer, Jim asked, "Why? What did she do?"

"It's not so much what she did; it's just this look she sent my way at lunch today. We were sitting in the break room; after we had watched you receive your award, when Gil came in with lunch. Gil handed her a veggie burger that he had picked up when he went for lunch, but he didn't get me anything."

"Why not?"

"He hadn't really seen me all day, and had no reason to expect me to be around for lunch; plus he was working on a case with Sara, so buying her lunch wasn't out of the norm."

"So what happened?"

"Well, I was just teasing him, when I said 'Where's the love?'."

"You didn't," replied Jim in disbelief.

"I did."

"You know how he gets when you say things like that in private, not to mention public."

"I know; I just forgot where we were for a minute."

"So, what did he do?"

"He tried to cover for my slip, even though he couldn't bring himself to look at me. He looked at Sara and jokingly said, 'soy sorry'."

"That was kinda lame," Jim smirked.

Laughing, Warrick replied, "Yeah it was kinda lame. But it worked. Except now Sara has this starry-eyed look in her eyes every time she sees Gil."

"Well, I'm soy sorry," Gil replied as he entered the door, with a bag and his jacket in hand. Throwing his jacket over the back of a chair, he walked over to the men seated on the couch. Kissing both men quickly, he sat down, squeezing between his two lovers on the couch.

"You know Gil, that line hasn't loss it's lameness since earlier today."

Ignoring his younger lover, Gil turned to Jim, "You know it's not polite to join Warrick when he's making fun of me. You should have seen Sara after that little display. She had this love-sick puppy look on her face all day after that." Rolling his eyes, "Even Ecklie noticed it. But he didn't seem to think it was anything out of the norm, lucky for us."

Kissing Gil on the lips, Jim smiled, "Sounds like you had a bad day, no thanks to Warrick,"

"Hey! What's this, 'everyone gang up on Warrick day'?!" Warrick said in mock exasperation.

Ignoring Warrick once again, Gil continued, "Anyway, I had intended to share something with both of you when I got home, but since you guys were talking about me I don't think I should even show you my surprise."

"I was merely agreeing with what Warrick said, he's the one that made you blush in front of Sara. I think he's the one that deserves to be punished."

"Jim! You said it was lame too!" Warrick exclaimed.

"But you agreed," Jim replied, grinning broadly.

Turning to his younger lover with a smirk, Gil said in that sexy lecture voice of his, "See Warrick, we out number you. Two against one. We can do whatever we want, and you can't stop us."

Groaning at the image Gil's throaty tone and choice of words provoked, Warrick replied in and equally seductive voice, "Come on guys, where's the love?"

With a triumphant grin, Gil stood, quickly followed by Jim. Looking down at his seated lover, Gil pulled a brand new pair of padded handcuffs out of the bag, dangling before Warrick. He pulled Warrick to stand between him and Jim, leaning up for a quick kiss, nipping at Warrick's bottom lip, while Jim wrapped his arms around Warrick's waist, before replying, "I thought you'd never ask."

THE END