Copyright 1999, by Rachel Roquelaure

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Pairing: Johnny/ofc

Rating PG

Johnny's Day Off

by Rachel Roquelaure

"Station 51 . . . Man trapped, 860 Skycrest Avenue Apartment 218."

"Ain't that Gage's new place?" Marco yelled as they ran into the apparatus bay.

"Yeah." Roy replied as he climbed into the squad with his temporary partner Craig Brice.

"Accident Gage." Brice sighed.

*

"In here . . . He's in here." A elderly woman called as Captain Stanley, Roy, Mike, Marco, Chet and Craig Brice stepped out of the elevator. "Poor, Mister Gage." she added as she directed them into Johnny's apartment to see a partially folded sofa-bed.

"Johnny, are you ok?" Roy asked as they rushed over.

"Great . . . We're fine, just a little stuck." Johnny sighed.

"We?" Chet asked with an amused grin.

"Yeah, we." Johnny mumbled. *This'll be all over the county by tonight . . . I can hear it now, John Gage got trapped in his sofa-bed . . . While screwing* he thought.

"You know, Chet, this is funnier then anything The Phantom could ever pull." Marco chuckled.

"Very funny . . . Now would you clowns, just get us the hell out of this thing." Johnny roared as he shifted a little.

"Ah, ahh . . . Oh, Johnny." A woman groaned from beneath him, within the sheets.

"Sorry, Pam." Johnny sighed.

"Oh, I'm not complaining . . . My pet." Pam giggled.

"A . . . Cap, it's barely caught . . . If Johnny and the lady can breathe in, I think we can . . . A . . . A . . . Pop it loose." Roy said with a bit of a grin.

"Let's try it." Captain Stanley replied.

"Johnny, we need you and the lady to breathe in." Roy said as he, Mike, Marco, Chet and Craig Brice prepared to push in on the half folded sofa-bed.

*Well, that could be interesting* Johnny thought. "Pam?" he asked.

"Just say when." Pam replied.

"Ready?" Roy asked.

"As ready as we'll ever be." Johnny replied.

"Now." Roy said.

A moment later as the sofa-bed unfolded, Johnny held the sheet over Pam.

"Pamela." Captain Stanley gasped as the brunette rolled off of Johnny with a exhausted, yet well satisfied sigh.

"A . . . A . . . Good morning, Daddy." Pam replied, embarrassedly as she sank beneath the covers.

Leaving Johnny and Captain Stanley staring at each other in utter shock.

THE END