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Jaz was cranky, someone (and she high suspected McG), was eating her ice cream. She not only labeled it threatening death to anyone who touched it she hid it behind 2 ice packs and the weird tin foil frozen blob that had been in the freezer since she joined the team. Jaz was determined to figure out who was stealing her cookies and cream, they seemed to strike at night after everyone had been drinking (another reason to think McG was to blame, he liked to eat after drinking and would ignore her warnings). Tonight was the night she was going to strike and then kick his ass, everyone had drank a decent amount laughing around the fire and she knew her ice cream bandit was going to strike. Sneaking out of her room towards the kitchen she stopped short of her goal, the figure standing furtively in front of the freezer was not McG at all but Top, Jaz quickly changed tactics. She crept up even quieter then before until she was right at his ear whispering "Thieving is beneath you Top"
"Damn it Jaz, you're a ninja, you know"
"I'm rather insulted you don't by now, also stealing Top? really? that feels a bit bellow you as captain"
"I uh didn't know it was yours" he stammered out blushing slightly
"Bullshit, everyone knows my handwriting, you more then most since you read all my after action reports, and also who else threatens peoples lives if they touch stuff?"
"Fine, I didn't think you would notice a spoonful or two at a time going missing" he shot out with a hint of defiance and finally getting a good look at a the pissed off woman in front of him he then blushed and stammered out "What are you wearing?"
Sparing a glace at her attire Jaz smirked "Pajamas, Top, what else would I be wearing at midnight?"
"Pants, Jaz, we wear pants"
"I'll wear pants to sleep if you can get McG to wear a shirt at the breakfast table and you owe me a pint of ice cream" at that she turned and stalked out of the kitchen smirking slightly knowing he was staring at her ass checking her out
The next day at breakfast she was waiting on tender hooks waiting to see if Top was going to get McG into a shirt or if as she suspected he would prefer to know she didn't sleep in pants and thus could possibly check her out some other time. Her suspicions were proved correct when over the next few days as McG sauntered around the hut shirtless and Top never said a word. She was however wondering when she was going to get her ice cream back, that night looking in the freezer for the chicken that Amir wanted for dinner she saw two pints of cookies and cream and a small cryptic note that said 0100 pjs ok she blushed slightly wondering if Top was going to be in his pjs and what exactly those were.
That night she was uncharacteristically silent as the team joked and drank and hung out, slowly everyone started to head back inside and she quickly darted into her room to get ready for the most ridiculous thing she had ever done. Feeling the need to creep out of her room like a ninja to try and catch Top unaware she slowly slunk to the kitchen catching sight of him standing at the freezer in a pair of boxer briefs. "Nice pajamas there Top"
"Damn it Jaz you'll scare the pants off of me yet"
"Well that would be a fun sight to see" she smirked as he blushed "I believe you owe me some ice cream"
"Yup a pint that's all yours and one to share tonight"
"You really thought this out didn't you" it was her turn to blush as she realized that he had more or less admitted he wanted to hang out with her in her underwear not trusting herself to speak anymore she reached out and lightly kissed him.