Title: Thanks for the jacket
Author: roque872002
Rating: T - language.
Season: pre season 1
Pairing: Jack/Sam
Summary: Pre Children of the Gods. A/U. Jack and Sam meet before the SGC.
Authors note: No idea where this came from. Was wandering around the house putting out Christmas decorations when this popped into my head… how Christmas decorations lead to this…. Your guess is as good as mine! I know this has been done to death… but yeah… Please review. No beta, all mistakes are mine. Also looking for a title change.
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Samantha Carter walked in to O'Malley's Bar and Grill and smiled at the few men drinking near the door. She knew her fiancé was in the place somewhere. She shirked off his jacket as she walked towards the bar and ordered herself some wine.
She picked up her glass and took a long sip. God that tasted good. She adjusted his jacket over her arm before continuing her search for him. She knew he wouldn't be far from the bar. He liked a drink, perhaps a little too much.
Slowly she scanned the crowd and saw that she didn't recognise anyone. She hated moving. The only person she knew in Colorado Spring was her fiancé, Jonas Hanson, and she couldn't find him.
Sighing, she walked the length of the bar and scanned the crowd from the other end. Finally she spotted him in the far corner of the restaurant area. Smiling to herself she started to walk over.
To her surprise, she saw that he wasn't alone in the booth. She froze when she realised another blonde was with him, one that kissing him while her legs were thrown over his as she sat sideways. And he was making no move to push her away. Instead, he was pulling her closer.
Anger consumed her. How could he do this to her? They hadn't even been in town two days! And already he had cheated?
Giving in to her anger and frustration, she pulled the house key from his jacket pocket, along with her phone, stuffed them awkwardly in her jeans pocket, then threw the jacket at him as hard as she could. As he pulled away from the mystery blonde's mouth she threw the remainder of her wine in his face.
"Screw you Jonas," she seethed before turning away and leaving the bar. It didn't escape her notice that he didn't follow her. That was fine. She didn't want him to.
It wasn't until she was outside again that she realised how cold it was. She rubbed her arms in a pathetic attempt to ward off the chill. She jumped slightly when a jacket appeared around her shoulders.
"Jonas-" she turned around to face him, to see that the person standing next to her wasn't Jonas. "You're not Jonas. Sorry, I thought you were someone else."
"No problem," the handsome stranger replied. He was tall, and muscular, with brown hair and eyes. Sam knew that she could easily get lost in those eyes. "You looked cold," he motioned towards his jacket over her shoulders.
"Yeah," she trailed off, unsure of what to say to the handsome man at her side.
"Heading home already?" he asked lightly.
"Home," she laughed bitterly as she looked at her feet. "Guess I don't have one of those anymore."
"Why's that?"
"Just caught my fiancé in there with another woman. Guess I don't have a fiancé now either," she replied bitterly, her eyes filling with angry tears. "Are you from around here?"
"Yeah, been here a while now," he replied while running a hand through his unruly hair.
"Any hotels near by? I'm gonna need somewhere to stay," her voice wobbled slightly, and she hated herself for it.
"Want me to beat the crap out of that guy?" he asked, while pointing to the bar with his thumb.
"Why would you do that?" Sam asked, as she looked up at her companion, in wonder.
"You seem like a nice lady, and you're upset. And I cant cope with tears," he said honestly.
"Sorry," she said as she wiped her face.
"Nothin' to be sorry for, your fiancé's an ass. So, you want me to beat him up?"
"He's not worth the energy. Don't worry about it. I'll be fine. So about those hotels?"
"There's one three blocks from here in that direction," he pointed left. "You need a ride?"
"No, I'm fine, I have my car at… home… I'll walk," she sniffed.
"Are you sure? I don't mind driving you home," he put his hand in his jeans pocket and pulled out his car keys to emphasise his point.
"I appreciate the offer, but I'll be okay, thank you," she said sadly as she took off his jacket and went to hand it back.
"Keep it, you'll freeze out here without it, I'll get it back another time," he held up his hands to show that he wasn't taking it back when it was clear to him that she needed it more than he did.
"We don't know if we'll ever see each other again," she protested as she continued to hold it out to him.
"We will," he smirked while taking a step backwards.
Sam sighed, knowing that she wasn't going to win, and realising that she was damn cold without his jacket. Slowly she put it back on and threaded her arms through and zipped herself up.
"See? Perfect fit," he said while grinning at her in his jacket that was obviously far too big for her.
"Thank you," she smiled her first real smile at him. "I guess I'll see you around," she said before waving and walking away from him in the direction of her soon to be ex home.
"Hey!" he called after her after a minute of watching her walk away, making her turn around to face him. "What's your name?"
"Sam," she called back.
"Jack," he pointed to his chest.
"Nice to meet you! Thanks for the jacket Jack, I'll see you around," she said before waving and walking away again.
SJ
"There you are! We were beginning to think you'd gotten lost Jack!" Ferretti said as he walked towards Jack at the bottom of the stairs, closely followed by Kawalsky.
Jack shook his head as he continued to stare at blonde woman as she walked away wearing his jacket. Ferretti followed his gaze and whistled longly.
"Not even in the place and already picking up chicks, but man, she's not meant to leave without you while wearing your clothes. You've been out of this game too long Jack!" Kawalsky slapped Jack's back while laughing.
"She just caught her fiance cheating. And she didn't have a jacket," Jack explained.
"She's the chick that just threw her wine over that guy in there? Damn, if she was on my arm I wouldn't let her go. Stupid bastard," Ferretti mused.
"He's still in there?" Jack asked, feeling himself get angry, for a reason he couldn't comprehend. He didn't even know the woman. Why did he feel the need to defend her?
"Easy Jack, not your battle. Let it go," Kawalsky told him as they walked up the stairs and into the bar.
SJ
Sam let herself in to her soon to be ex home. She was glad that they hadn't gotten around to unpacking most of their stuff. It made her job of moving out a lot easier. As quickly as she could she grabbed as much of her stuff as she could and packed her car. As long as she had a change of clothes, her photo albums, some of her books and her work, the rest could be replaced.
Getting in to her car she slowly drove towards the hotel that Jack had pointed her to and hoped like hell they had a room to give her.
Half an hour later she had lugged her stuff in to her room for the week and collapsed on the bed, curling into a ball. She let the tears fall freely.
How could he have done that to her? She had given him everything. She had given up so much for him, done so much for him, she was going to marry him in less than a year. She had driven a wedge between her father and herself because of him. And he had cheated on her. Publicly!
Without realising what she was doing, she had pulled Jack's jacket tighter around herself and breathed in his scent. She didn't even know him. How could his jacket have brought her so much peace.
Silently she thanked the kind stranger who had given her his jacket.
She had a week to find a new place to live in the Springs. Preferably as far away from Jonas as possible. Damn that new job she was starting the next day. She would have gone back to her father's if it hadn't have been for her job.
She would have happily faced her father and admitted she was wrong. She knew he would look at her with a pained expression before pulling her into his arms and help her move back in, for as long as she needed.
She would sort out as much as could after work. She refused to live in the expensive hotel for more than a week.
SJ
Sam sighed as she set up her new lab. She hated the fact that Jonas also worked at the mountain and that he could see her any time he wanted to. She would have to investigate locking her lab. Or persuading the SF's to keep him away from her lab.
After a long morning of setting up, she sat down on her chair and rested her head on her arms on the bench. She stared at the floor for a long time, not seeing anything. How was she going to do this?
SJ
"So do you think this Dr. Carter is going to be douche?" Kawalsky asked as he and Jack walked down the halls of the SGC towards the science labs.
"Probably. I hate scientists!" Jack grumbled. "Why do I have to play meet and greet?"
"Because Hammond wants you as his Second! It's part of your job!" Kawalsky patted him on the back while laughing.
"And why are you here?"
"Purely entertainment reasons," he smiled.
"Figures," Jack sighed while rounding the final corner to Dr. Carter's lab.
Jack froze in the doorway when he saw a familiar blonde head buried in her arms.
"Isn't that…?" Kawalsky whispered.
"Yeah…," Jack replied, unsure of what to do.
The two men stood in the doorway for a few more moments before looking at each other.
"Sam?" Jack eventually asked softly, not wanting to startle the woman.
