TITLE:  ATF/AU:  "Ghost Stories and Smores"
AUTHOR:  Lisa
RATING:  PG
Written:  October 2004

DISCLAIMER: Trilogy, MGM, and the Mirish Corporation own The Magnificent Seven characters. They are not mine. The only purpose of this story is for entertainment.  No money is being made. 

AUTHOR'S NOTES:  Linda requested a kissfic from Sarah, and since Sarah is busy training for a tournament and finishing many other fics (hint hint), I offered to help her out and do the fic. So, Linda, here it is. Hope you enjoy! Oh, and a BIG thanks to Sarah for betaing!

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"Ghost Stories and Smores"

The full moon hung high in the night sky casting a eerie glow and setting the stage for a evening of roasting hotdogs and marshmallows over the campfire and telling ghost stories. 

After the burnt hotdogs and marshmallows had been eaten, the group settled down for some scary stories by the fire.  Chris leaned back against the fallen tree, his date Linda tucked close to his side, as fellow teammate, Josiah Sanchez, began weaving a tale about a prison escapee who had a hook for one hand and who was on the loose and terrorizing the community's residents.  When he finally reached the climatic end of the story revealing the hook he had hidden in one hand, many jumped or scream in fright. 

Linda was one of the ones who was taken aback by the scary ending and she screamed as she moved closer to her date.  "You ok?" asked Chris as he glanced down at his date.  He must admit, he didn't mind the scary story especially if it meant she ended up in his arms. 

Linda glanced up at him, embarrassed by her actions and nodded as she smiled shyly. 

"Don't worry about it," reassured Chris.  "I think Josiah's story scared JD and Buck too." 

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It was about an hour later and the rest of the campers started to head to their tents to go to sleep and Chris and Linda found themselves the only ones left by the campfire. 

Chris was enjoying their private time together, finding he was very aware of his date's every move . . . the way she would tuck her blonde hair behind one her ear, how her soft curves seemed to fit perfectly against his hard muscular frame, and the gentle pressure of her hand against his chest.  It was only when Linda repeated her question did he realize she was talking to him. 

"Do you want to make some smores?" she asked. 

"Sure!" he replied, happy he would have some more time along with the beautiful woman. 

Linda collected all the supplies they would need and together they began making the campfire treats.  Once the smores had been carefully created, they dug in, taking large bites. 

Linda giggled softly as marshmallow oozed out from the graham cracker, chocolate layers.  "These were my favorite treats when I was a little girl," she said softly. 

"We use to make 'em when I was in the boy scouts," replied Chris. 

"I didn't realize you were in the boy scouts," replied Linda who was enjoying learning more about the ATF leader. 

"Well, not for long," replied Chris.  "I got kicked out."

"Kicked out?" repeated Linda as she laughed softly.  "What did you do?" 

"That's another story for another camping trip," replied Chris as he smiled.  Then to change the subject, Chris said, "You've got some marshmallow right here. . ."  He reached out as he moved closer, his thumb gently brushing the sticky substance from the corner of her full lips. 

His soft touch caused her heart to skip a beat as she let out a soft sigh.  Her gaze moved up to his, finding he was staring at her, his green eyes filled with passion. 

He murmured her name as he leaned in closer his lips slowly covering hers.  He tasted like chocolate and beer she thought as the kissed deepened while she wound her arms around his neck. 

Unfortunately their private moment was interrupted when JD came running out of his tent with Buck following him.  Buck yelled "The claw's gonna get you!!" as he held up the hook that Josiah used in his scary story earlier. 

"Damn it, Buck, leave me alone...." yelled JD as he ran into Ezra Standish's tent with Buck quickly following.  A few seconds later the tent collapsed on the three men. 

Chris and Linda began to laugh as Ezra swore at the two men for interrupting his sleep and demolishing his tent.