"A euphemism of sorts"

The next morning, Carol woke up to her bedroom door slamming into the wall and her curtains were nearly torn off of the pole as they were flung open. Groaning, a mumbling incoherently, Carol rolls over and buries her face in her pillow. As her arms hugged it close to her face, she thought Maria would simply leave her with a sarcastic comment or threaten to send Monica in.

However, when her pillow was snatched from beneath her head, she soon discovered that Maria had not come to wake her. As her face collided with the mattress, the pillow connected with the back of her head. Carol protests, unsure of who was there, she nevertheless told them to 'kindly fuck off'.

"Well then," a familiar voice reached her ears, making her spin to see the blonde stood next to the bed with her hand on her hips, "I come to give you an early start with your training and that's the thanks I get." The pillow bulged out of the woman's fist and Carol snatched out at it, yawning.

"I thought you were Maria."

"I'm not Maria," Lillian states matter-of-factly with a small scowl. Carol rolls her eyes.

"I know that now," she motions to the dent in the wall and the bent curtain pole, "you're much too aggressive." Lillian scowls down at the tired blonde and straightens her orange workout top.

"Yes, well," she motions to the bed, "get dressed."

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Grunting as she hit the blue mat, Carol gasps for air, her abdomen screaming from the kick it had received. Her hair stuck to her sweaty forehead where it had fallen out of her ponytail.

Lillian was absolutely ruthless.

Allowing her trainer to help her stand again, Carol blows a strand of hair out of her face.

"You weren't kidding when you said you'd train me," Lillian smirks, the adrenaline pumping through her bringing out a different woman than the strict and firm usual woman Carol had previously known. As Lillian lashed her fist out, Carol was quick to deflect it and step sideways, bringing her foot up to collide with her opponent's stomach.

"What did you think I meant?" Lillian asked breathlessly as she kicked out at Carol, using the distraction it caused to spin and punch the blonde square in the face.

"I don't know," Carol shrugged, her voice muffled behind the hand that cupped her face, "it could've been a euphemism or something." Without warning, Lillian charged Carol, tackling her to the ground and pinning her arms beside her head.

"A euphemism for what?" Lillian's head cocked to the side as she searched Carol's face for an answer.

"Wouldn't you like to know," Carol grunted as she hooked her leg over Lillian's waist, flipping their positions and successfully compromising the Lieutenant Colonel. Lifting an eyebrow, Lillian smirks.

"Care to enlighten me, Miss Danvers?" Shaking her head with a smile, Carol climbs off of Lillian, offering her hand to help the woman up.

"You'll have to figure it out for yourself." Backing up, fists raised, Carol grins. "Best two out of three?"