Title: Points of Steering

Author: Angel Leviathan

Spoilers: Anything, everything.

Season: Early Season 7

Disclaimer: SG-1 aint mine.

Notes: More random innuendoes. Also Rini's fault! She came up with the Quarks thing! :::hugs::: Over here, you're not allowed to drive without somebody over 21 with a valid drivers licence before you've passed your test, as an explanation for some of the later stuff.

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"Come on, Cass, get in the car," Sam threw her the keys with a grin, Cassandra standing staring at her friend, and the car, beside her mother's car.

"…You trust me to drive your new car?" she blinked.

Sam simply grinned.

"The insurance must have cost-"

"Hey, you're worth it," she opened the door on her side and sat inside, "Well, going to stare at it all day or get driving?"

"You don't have to tell me twice," the eighteen year old half ran to the driver's side with a laugh, slamming her door behind her and swiftly moving off.

"What does your mom think about you taking your test?" Sam asked, several minutes later.

Cassie laughed, "She says it wont be safe to go out on the road anymore!"

"The horror!" she teased, "I'll have to get the bus," she frowned, "I bet there's no bus to the SGC."

"I'd be worried if there was," Cassie flicked on the indicators and turned right, "'On your left we have the secret, I mean perfectly innocent, military base'…"

"And the woman in the green fatigues is not, and I repeat, not, an officer there," Sam finished with a smile. She paused as the car slowed briefly, "You're doing good, Cass."

"I have fifth gear issues," the young woman commented, "It doesn't like me," she accelerated again with a sigh, "So," she began again, "How's Jack?"

Sam's eyes widened, "What do you mean?"

"Perfectly innocent question, Sam, I'm just asking how your CO is," Cassandra grinned.

"He's fine-"

"I didn't ask what you think of his appearance," she tried not to laugh, turning left. Revenge for all the years of curious boyfriend taunting…

"Cassandra Frasier!" Sam laughed, "Enough!"

"No, really, Sam, how is he? I haven't heard anything about him in a while," she sounded genuinely concerned.

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously, "…He's okay…"

"So you've done the deed then. After all these years I was expecting a more impressive answer-"

"Cassie!" it was more of a wail this time.

She giggled, "Kidding, Sam, kidding," she paused, "But seriously, when are you two going to get on with it? Or is he just being a 'Mr No Quarks' and not making a move?"

Sam blinked several times, more than a little stunned at the sudden forthright manner in which Cassie was speaking to her, "…I…" her eyes widened again, "'Mr No Quarks'!?"

"Good euphemism, eh?" she raised an eyebrow.

"…If you put it like that," Sam bit her lip to stop herself grinning.

Cassandra let out a low growl, "Sam, this guy's been tailing me for the past five minutes. He's really pissing me off…"

"Drop it to third and put your foot down," Sam glanced in the mirror, "Road's quiet enough."

"Already done," she gave a somewhat evil grin, "I was just waiting for you to say I could floor it."

"Not floor it!"

"Its fun to scare you," Cassie accelerated to just short of sixty miles an hour, beaming when she saw the old car behind them struggling to keep up, "…Weren't expecting that, were you…" she muttered, "You know, you and Jack have the same driving style."
"Huh?"

"Driving really slowly to piss people off when they tail you, the third gear quick acceleration issue…" she explained.

"Oh," Sam shrugged, "I never realised."

"Sure you didn't," she slowed the car to take the next bend in the road, "Sure…"

Sam shook her head, glancing around, suddenly realising the route they were taking was familiar, "Cassie, where are we going?"

"I don't know…" the girl tried.

"Cassie…"

She silently flicked the right indicator on and carried on innocently up the road, slowing down and pulling up outside an all too familiar house, "Have fun."

"Cassie!"

"What?"

"What do you expect me to do?"

"I expect you to walk up to that door and ring the bell. Now. And go inside," Cassie stated.

"This is my car!" Sam protested.

"Don't worry, Jack'll take you home…if you have to go home…"
"Cassandra!" another thought hit her, "You can't drive this on your own! Its illegal!"

"Get out of the car, Sam, or I use the horn and he'll have to get out here to see what's going on…" Cassie took the keys from the ignition and dropped them down her top, "I dare you to go get them," she threatened.

Sam backed away to her side of the car again, "Hey, you win," she held up her hands, "No way."

"Thank you!"

Muttering curses under her breath, she reluctantly left the car, slamming the door shut behind her rather violently. Semi-stamping her way to the front door, she glared back at Cassie one last time before she rang the doorbell. Several moments later she was greeted by a confused Jack, who tried not to show his shock at finding her on his doorstep.

"…Carter?"

"…Sir…" she mumbled.

He frowned, "…Here…why?" he started, "Not that you being here isn't good. Its good. Its all good," he tried to cover up his surprise.

"Driving lesson with Cassie, Sir," Sam explained, "She drove me here…"

"I see…"

"She got you here on time, then," Daniel suddenly appeared at the door, coat in hand, "Good going, Cass," he commented, "See you later, Jack," he stepped outside, "Sam," he nodded.

The two of them simply stared as Daniel walked past them…

"I'll see her back to Janet's safely," he smiled, "I guess you can come pick up your car sometime, Sam," he opened the car door and shut it, laughing briefly with Cassie as she put the vehicle into reverse.

Sam glared until she could no longer make eye contact with either of the individuals inside the car, eventually turning back to face Jack, with an embarrassed sigh, "…So. Going to be a Mr No Quarks or going to let me in, Sir?"

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TBC…?