DISCLAIMER: I do not own Stargate-SG1 in any way, shape, or form.
NOTE: I came up with this in homeroom and thought it was cute. First Stargate fanfic...read and review!
WARNING: Not betaed. Any mistakes are mine.
IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!
Major Samantha Cater was anxiously walking back to the locker room. She really hoped the guys were out so she could shower and change. Feeling dirty was something she had to get used to whilst off world, but on earth, she could do something about it and do something about it she would!
She knowcked on the door and recieved no answer. She opened the door a little and peeked in. "Anyone in here?" Again, no answer. Sighing with relief, Sam walked in and started pulling off her clothes, starting with her boots and socks before pulling off her shirt.
She froze when her ears picked up whistling. Turning around with her shirt held in front of her, Sam's jaw dropped. Colonel Jack O'Neill, her CO, walked out of the showers running his hands through his hair, naked as the day he was born. Before she could stop herself, her eyes dropped and she couldn't contain the squeak that emerged.
Jack's eyes caought sight of Sam. "Carter!" he barked.
Sam turned around to run and smacked into the wall. Jack cursed and wrapped a towel around himself. His approach was cautious because the major was laying on the ground with her eyes shut tightly, and her white, lacy bra and flat, taut stomach bared for his viewing pleasure.
Suddenly, Jack was able to see the lighter side of things. "So Carter. Couldn't wait to come in after me, could ya?" he teased.
When she didn't respond, Jack bent over and lightly ran his fingers over the red mark on Sam's head. She inhaled sharply, causing Jack to jerk his hand away and stand up quickly. He cursed fluently and tried to catch his towel as it slipped away.
Sam's eyes opened to see what he was making a big deal about and got a full-on view of Jack in all his naked glory. He tried to pick his towel up and tried to hide his goods from Carter's wide eyes at the same time. He scooted forward and little to get a better reaching-distance on the twoel when he pitched forward right on top of Sam.
His weight knocked the air out of Sam and she gasped. "Uh, guys?" They looked up. Daniel was standing in the doorway with a bemused smile on his face, wondering if his friends finally decided to break the rules and hook up. Jack laying bare-ass naked on top of a shirtless Sam should've spoken for itself, but the looks on their faces...
"It's not what it looks like!" they both chorused.
THE END
A/N- Heh. That was fun.