Title: Samogon
Fandom: Spooks (MI5)
Rating: PG
Length: 200
Summary: Jo spots a burn on Lucas' arm

Jo Portman looked at Lucas North.  “Are you looking forward to celebrating Christmas this year?” she asked.

Lucas unconsciously rubbed his arm just above his right wrist and Jo caught sight of a scar that looked as if it had been caused by a burn.

“Oh,” she said, “did they...”  She hesitated, not sure how to proceed.

Lucas looked down at his wrist in surprise.  “No, it was nothing like that.”  The corners of his mouth twitched up as he remembered the events leading up to the burn.

“Go on then.  Tell me!”

“One year someone managed to smuggle in some vodka so that we could celebrate the Russian Orthodox Christmas.  Only, of course, it wasn’t vodka, but samogon and home distilled.  The guards were alerted because we were behaving in what could best be described as an uncharacteristic way.  So, one guy decides we need to destroy the evidence and drops his fag end in it.”  Lucas laughed at the memory.  “Several of us ended up with small burns as a result of putting out the subsequent fire.”

“That was a shame,” Jo said.

“It wasn’t as bad as all that.”  Lucas’ eyes twinkled.  “There was a second bottle.”