Disclaimers : It wasn't me.
Set – just after Daniel comes back, fallen, if you will.
Started out as a real short story, but started to get a life of it's own – you know where I'm coming from.
Rating – nothing to worry about.
It slipped my mind...
She couldn't really understand why the rolling on the floor would be interesting to him. Her hips and elbows would get in the way and it would never really be comfortable. In her dreams of course it was never a problem, but this was not, a movie, after all.
Sam's unconscious mind must have picked it up somehow, somewhere from Jack O'Neill that he thought sex was better in the long grass, and that's where the rolling came in.
Not that he had ever said anything of course: it was just that smile, the glint in the eye.
Now Daniel, he was more "sneak up behind you and onto the kitchen table".
Although she had never really seen him in that light, it didn't stop her musing over the naquedah generator.
Jonas, well, she wasn't sure she knew him that well even after a year, but he would have to be an in the dark giggler. She would have to catch up with that nurse when the time was right.
The only one who really had a romantic bone in his body, she decided must be Teal'c. Candles must bring that out in a guy.
For the past 30 seconds in a long hard day full of even longer minutes Sam had been thinking about sex. That was 30 seconds too much in a day that was already 36 hours long and seemed to be shaping up to another 12.
Her hands were black with oil and grease, as she pushed back her hair from her face. Time for a trim. Her face was now also black as well. This generator was going to work or these people would not have any water. It had started to turn over two or three times but had never caught. A mixture of native mechanical technology in the pump, and jury rigged Earth know how for the power source should have fixed this hours ago.
"Hey , how ya doin?"
Sam jumped as her CO surprised her out of her afternoon reverie. She hoped that the long twilights and low visibility on this world explained her shock, and certainly must have been the reason for the inhabitant's permanently surprised expressions.
"A lot better if they'd let me bring an arc lamp through the gate".
The cave that Sam was working in was viewed almost mystical by the locals, as an underground spring was the source of the only water for miles around. They thought that too much light would "scare the fairies away" as Jack had put it. It was a place they came to gather water and to 'purge their spirits'.
"That would ruin the romantic mood we got goin' here."
Sam looked at him suspiciously for a moment, then realised he was only joking.
"You've got to be kidding.... Sir. We haven't had a wash for three days, your underwear must be due for a change, and my boots are about to go on a solo mission."
He frowned a little at the mention of his shorts:
"Do you really think ...?" He sniffed the air dramatically.
Sam smiled at his embarrassment.
"Sorry, it's just that we seem to be getting nowhere. Every time I think I've found a solution the thing just slips away from me. I need some caffeine, and Daniel is going to go into a coma if he doesn't get some soon."
"Hey, that's the breaks of working away from home." Jack looked around the musty cavern. "Just where the hell are we anyway?"
"P48, 48, actually I've forgotten Sir." Carter frowned and shook her head as if to get the dust out of her brain and hair. "That's not like me."
"Yes Carter, that's a black mark against your record, to be more confused than your CO". He looked around in the vain attempt of finding something different to look at in the cave.
Carter stopped trying to undo a particularly tight nut, and sat back on her heels.
"In fact, I don't seem to remember much of anything. I've just drawn a blank on this mission."
She looked back at the Colonel, who was scratching his head, hat in hand, with a confused expression on his face.
"I know who you are," he pointed at her, "and that we're here to fix or do something to that," then pointed vaguely at the generator, "and I know my name, and how we got here."
Jack paused for a minute.
"We came with, with Daniel, that's it," he gestured towards Sam, "you mentioned him, and a big guy, bald head, err T ..T ..Tony or something." This was getting way out of hand.
"Teal'c, Sir." Carter corrected.
"Yeah, that's right. How could I forget T? Carter, what's going on?"
"I think we'd better get out of here. It's something to do with this place: we need to get back to the SGC. We can't make anything work if we forget who we are."
With that Sam stood up and made her way swiftly out of the cave.
As Jack turned to follow, he added, "Yeah." Then to himself, "Samantha, and I'm Jack O'Neill. O'Neill." Then shouting out to Sam, "Where did you say we were going?"
O'Neill and Carter made it back to the MALP without incident and called on the radio to Teal'c and Daniel who were in the middle of a conversation with the elders of the settlement.
Daniel was annoyed at being called back so early in his discussions as was just beginning to understand some of their history and hierarchical structure. He was as confused as Jack by the time Sam had advised them of the emergency situation.
Jack had started to forget what he had forgotten. The memories were there somewhere but he felt like he could not be bothered to go search for them when he just wanted to get back home, wherever 'home' was.
"Don, dork doohickey whatsyername dial the thing – lets go thru the thing and get to where we're goin' will ya please?"
Daniel had started to dial the gate and realised that he had barely explained to the residents of the village that they were going and would probably be coming back soon, but did not know exactly when.
"We can't just leave these people Jack, they're going to run out of water if we don't do something to help them."
Jack was showing his frustration more than usual at being faced with a discussion from Daniel.
"Look, Daniel?? Yeah, OK Danny, I know that this is annoying, but look at the up side – you and the big guy still have your memories, it's just me and the, err, blonde who have the problem at the moment."
Sam had just called through the gate to advise the SGC of the situation when she heard O'Neill's remark and looked behind her.
"Blonde?"
Jack shrugged as the wormhole formed and they headed through to be faced by medical team to whisk them away to the infirmary.
Set – just after Daniel comes back, fallen, if you will.
Started out as a real short story, but started to get a life of it's own – you know where I'm coming from.
Rating – nothing to worry about.
It slipped my mind...
She couldn't really understand why the rolling on the floor would be interesting to him. Her hips and elbows would get in the way and it would never really be comfortable. In her dreams of course it was never a problem, but this was not, a movie, after all.
Sam's unconscious mind must have picked it up somehow, somewhere from Jack O'Neill that he thought sex was better in the long grass, and that's where the rolling came in.
Not that he had ever said anything of course: it was just that smile, the glint in the eye.
Now Daniel, he was more "sneak up behind you and onto the kitchen table".
Although she had never really seen him in that light, it didn't stop her musing over the naquedah generator.
Jonas, well, she wasn't sure she knew him that well even after a year, but he would have to be an in the dark giggler. She would have to catch up with that nurse when the time was right.
The only one who really had a romantic bone in his body, she decided must be Teal'c. Candles must bring that out in a guy.
For the past 30 seconds in a long hard day full of even longer minutes Sam had been thinking about sex. That was 30 seconds too much in a day that was already 36 hours long and seemed to be shaping up to another 12.
Her hands were black with oil and grease, as she pushed back her hair from her face. Time for a trim. Her face was now also black as well. This generator was going to work or these people would not have any water. It had started to turn over two or three times but had never caught. A mixture of native mechanical technology in the pump, and jury rigged Earth know how for the power source should have fixed this hours ago.
"Hey , how ya doin?"
Sam jumped as her CO surprised her out of her afternoon reverie. She hoped that the long twilights and low visibility on this world explained her shock, and certainly must have been the reason for the inhabitant's permanently surprised expressions.
"A lot better if they'd let me bring an arc lamp through the gate".
The cave that Sam was working in was viewed almost mystical by the locals, as an underground spring was the source of the only water for miles around. They thought that too much light would "scare the fairies away" as Jack had put it. It was a place they came to gather water and to 'purge their spirits'.
"That would ruin the romantic mood we got goin' here."
Sam looked at him suspiciously for a moment, then realised he was only joking.
"You've got to be kidding.... Sir. We haven't had a wash for three days, your underwear must be due for a change, and my boots are about to go on a solo mission."
He frowned a little at the mention of his shorts:
"Do you really think ...?" He sniffed the air dramatically.
Sam smiled at his embarrassment.
"Sorry, it's just that we seem to be getting nowhere. Every time I think I've found a solution the thing just slips away from me. I need some caffeine, and Daniel is going to go into a coma if he doesn't get some soon."
"Hey, that's the breaks of working away from home." Jack looked around the musty cavern. "Just where the hell are we anyway?"
"P48, 48, actually I've forgotten Sir." Carter frowned and shook her head as if to get the dust out of her brain and hair. "That's not like me."
"Yes Carter, that's a black mark against your record, to be more confused than your CO". He looked around in the vain attempt of finding something different to look at in the cave.
Carter stopped trying to undo a particularly tight nut, and sat back on her heels.
"In fact, I don't seem to remember much of anything. I've just drawn a blank on this mission."
She looked back at the Colonel, who was scratching his head, hat in hand, with a confused expression on his face.
"I know who you are," he pointed at her, "and that we're here to fix or do something to that," then pointed vaguely at the generator, "and I know my name, and how we got here."
Jack paused for a minute.
"We came with, with Daniel, that's it," he gestured towards Sam, "you mentioned him, and a big guy, bald head, err T ..T ..Tony or something." This was getting way out of hand.
"Teal'c, Sir." Carter corrected.
"Yeah, that's right. How could I forget T? Carter, what's going on?"
"I think we'd better get out of here. It's something to do with this place: we need to get back to the SGC. We can't make anything work if we forget who we are."
With that Sam stood up and made her way swiftly out of the cave.
As Jack turned to follow, he added, "Yeah." Then to himself, "Samantha, and I'm Jack O'Neill. O'Neill." Then shouting out to Sam, "Where did you say we were going?"
O'Neill and Carter made it back to the MALP without incident and called on the radio to Teal'c and Daniel who were in the middle of a conversation with the elders of the settlement.
Daniel was annoyed at being called back so early in his discussions as was just beginning to understand some of their history and hierarchical structure. He was as confused as Jack by the time Sam had advised them of the emergency situation.
Jack had started to forget what he had forgotten. The memories were there somewhere but he felt like he could not be bothered to go search for them when he just wanted to get back home, wherever 'home' was.
"Don, dork doohickey whatsyername dial the thing – lets go thru the thing and get to where we're goin' will ya please?"
Daniel had started to dial the gate and realised that he had barely explained to the residents of the village that they were going and would probably be coming back soon, but did not know exactly when.
"We can't just leave these people Jack, they're going to run out of water if we don't do something to help them."
Jack was showing his frustration more than usual at being faced with a discussion from Daniel.
"Look, Daniel?? Yeah, OK Danny, I know that this is annoying, but look at the up side – you and the big guy still have your memories, it's just me and the, err, blonde who have the problem at the moment."
Sam had just called through the gate to advise the SGC of the situation when she heard O'Neill's remark and looked behind her.
"Blonde?"
Jack shrugged as the wormhole formed and they headed through to be faced by medical team to whisk them away to the infirmary.