What's so Funny?
By: the female apophis
Disclaimer: Define owns...because if you're mean like own, own, then no. But if you mean like I own all the DVD's, then yes. The same goes for any song that might happen to appear in this story.
Pairings: Do you really have to ask me that?
Archive: Sure, just ask me first.
Rating: Uh, does it matter?
Summary: Just what the title says.
Type: Humor/Romance
A/N: don't ask, just don't ask. This story was based on a personal experience. My friend and I laughed for twenty minutes straight after that one.
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As Jack stepped out of the elevator, he immediately sensed that something was wrong. He was on his way to bug Carter, but it appeared that someone had beaten him to it.
No one had the right to bug Carter this late at night accept him.
As he got closer, he heard laughing. Two sets of it, one obviously being Carter's while the second sounded more like Fraiser's.
What the hell is Janet doing here this late? Oh, right, Cassie's got a date tonight.
All he could hear was the laughing. Being this late at night, it made sense that you couldn't hear anything else. They usually only had a skeleton crew working this late, and those who slept on base were two decks up, impervious to the noise.
He stood outside her door for what seemed like eternity, just listening to the two women laughing.
He had always liked Sam's laugh. It always sounded so cute, and it wasn't often that she did laugh. Usually she just giggled, which, while he complained about it, was the cutest thing he had ever heard.
He decided it was time to stop lurking outside Carter's lab, and made his way inside.
"What's so funny?"
"Sir...haha...sorry. Couldn't help it. It's just that Sam...she..."
"Finish that sentence Janet, and you're a dead woman."
"Fine."
The two women looked at each other again, and the laughter started again, worse than before.
Then he heard it. The tiniest of sounds come from Carter's direction.
*Squeak*
She had squeaked.
Oh dear. Looks like he was going to be laughing with them.
Soon, the three were holding up each other for support.
"Well, Sam, as much fun as this has been, I've got patients that I need to attend to. Good night." As Janet spoke, she wiped the tears from her eyes and face.
"Night Janet. Talk to you later."
The sound of Janet's giggles echoed throughout the hallway and it was the last thing the two heard before they turned to gaze into each other's eyes.
"So, what can I do for you sir?"
"Just came by to bug ya. You know, the usual."
"Yes sir."
"Carter, I was wondering..."
"Yes sir?"
"Would it be entirely inappropriate if I kissed you right now."
The answer wasn't the one he had been expecting. Instead of a 'yes' or a 'no' he got her lips on his.
She was kissing him.
Boy did she taste good.
All too soon, she pulled away.
"If that wasn't inappropriate, then I see no reason why you kissing me would be."
"Sweet."
~fin~
YAY! They got together! Now the question is, will they get together in my fic "Foolish Games"? I guess you'll find out later.
"I bought a dog the other day. I named him Stay. It's fun to call him, 'Come here Stay! Come here Stay!' he went insane. Now he just ignores me and keeps on typing."-Steven Wright