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Positive Repercussions

SG1 couldn't remember when they'd have a better time. They had gotten two weeks of down for saving the world, again. The first night was spent on base talking about what they were going to do for the next two weeks. Finally Janet and Sam suggested that they all go out to Murphy's for dinner… and amusement. So the next night the six (Jacob Carter had dropped by and invited himself along) of them piled into Jack's and/or Daniel's cars. Twenty minutes later they had a booth at Murphy's. They guys, who were convinced that they couldn't dance, were talking and watching the girls on the dance floor.

"I cant believe that they know all these songs, I mean we hardly chase them off base enough and yet here they are, been singing along all night." Jack marveled. Quiet honestly he hadn't been able to keep his eyes off Sam since she had walked out her front door. She was just wearing plain jeans and a white shirt with a red sweater shirt. Not anything special but still everything hung just right and she looked amazing. Wow, was the word that came to mind.

"You know, I am always catching myself forgetting how young the women on base really are. Doctor Frasier cant be more than 30, maybe 33, and I know for a fact that," Jacob paused to do the math, "that Sam is only 32." He looked around, "I mean that is right?" questioning his math. Teal'c raised an eyebrow slightly and Daniel worked out the girl's ages.

"The women have impressive skills in their respective fields and so I believe that we forget that they are so young." Teal'c said nodding his head deeply. The men sighed as Janet and Sam blended themselves seamlessly with the beat of the drums.

"You know there's a guy checking you out behind you right?" Janet whispered into her friend's ear. She had Sam had made a game, after a few drinks, to get the guys around them to check at least one of them out. "Damn Sam, we really don't get out enough." They both knew that as much as they longed to led normal lives the work they didn't kept them in till all hours of the morning and neither was truly willing to give up their jobs.

"You know there's a really hot blue eyed archeologist who has been drooling over you for the past four years right?" She giggled, her number one under used talent since leaving the Academy was causing trouble. 'Up, Jack's looking at me again, act normal, just breathe.' Janet leaned over and whispered in her ear again.

"I could say the same to you about a lovely brown eyed Colonel.. Speaking of which here's a new game. There are two guys behind us and I suggest that on the count of three we make our respective crushes drool. We dance with them for a little while and then enjoy the reactions of the guys back at the table." Janet nodded in the direction of SG1's table. Sam just nodded her adrenaline was starting to flow and it prevent her from actually forming a ration coherent thought. Colonel O'Neill was her CO and her dad was over there but for this one moment she just couldn't make herself care.

"This next song is for all of you fun couples out there," the DJ put on a fast beat song that, if you actually listened hard enough to the lyrics, could possibly be construed as somewhat romantic lyrics. Janet leaned over, "one, two, three…" Both woman turned and found extremely good-looking men who were more than willing to dance. Sam threw herself into the dance; giving herself over to the music god, fuck whoever was watching.

The table was shocked into silence, complete and utter, not a word spoken, silence. They knew that Janet was up to something when she had been whispering and giggling but this… Janet was dancing with a good looking man in his early thirties who had no sense of rhythm and Sam, well Sam had gotten lucky. She was dancing with an even more good-looking man who couldn't separate himself from the base. Finally Teal'c had had enough and cleared his throat a little so that Jack and Daniel would close their mouths. "Jacob," Jack finally sputtered, "how can you just sit here and watch your, your daughter dance like that." He jabbed a finger and the offensive moves, he was torn between drooling and fuming.

"She's a grown woman Jack, Sam knows what she's doing for better or worse. I came to a point in my life a little less than fifteen years ago where I knew I wouldn't be able to control her forever." Daniel excused himself from the conversation, it was a semi-awkward conversation to begin with but sitting with Jack and Jacob while they discussed age was not a pretty site. "Jack, it's funny how quickly you forget that not al of Sg1 is as old and senile as we are. Sam is young, single, and a woman who has level 4 in hand to hand combat I have no problems with her dancing."

"First of all buddy, I am not that old nor am I as senile as you. Secondly, se is practically having sex on the dance floor." Turning to the last member of his team he begged. "Teal'c help me out here." There was no avail.

Jacob leaned in. Jack could pretend all he wanted that he and Sam were all or the good of the team but if that was the route he was going to take he had no right talking about her like that. "Listen closely to me because I'm only going to say this once. Sam has had sex before and she'll have sex again. That is none of your business right now. What is right now is my next question; I want to know why you have such a problem with it. Do you feel replaced?" Jacob stared down his nose at the younger man. In truth he knew the answer, he had planned his entire evening around the answer.

"O'Neill," Teal'c broke into the stare down with an eyebrow raised, "Do you feel this man is doing a better job of guarding Major Carter's six than you?" A joke.. Teal'c made a joke; the pride Jack would have felt was drowned out by Jacob's howl-ly laugh.

"I'm getting another round." Jack grumbled and headed towards the bar.

She almost forgot who she was with all she could do was sway as if intoxicated by the music. Then she felt a hand move to the small of her back and they guy pulled her closer and started whispering in her ear but it wasn't anything she was in the mood to hear. As she pushed back he pulled her closer, harder. 'Breathe' she reminded herself 'just keep breathing, he isn't Jonas, He isn't Jonas'

He could feel her tense a mile away; in this case he only needed to see it from across the bar. That pig was grabbing for her ass and even though she pushed him back he didn't get it. He thought and knew that Major Samantha Carter had not risen through the ranks of the Air Force Elite by taking crap from men but he also knew about her relationship with Jonas. Around the SGC he was referred to as the son-of-a-bitch, especially after his little off world stunt. She he waited, it didn't take that long…

… As the song ended Sam gracefully twirled out of the man's arms towards SG1's table. She didn't get far as he twisted her arm around and pulled her back onto the dance floor. And for some reason all off the training she had received over the past thirty odd years was wiped from her memory, this had happened with Jonas too. For some reason when an enemy Jaffa tried to touch her his arm was broken but with men like this she was helpless for some reason. Especially like this, in such a public place with her best friends and family just a few feet away. 'Please gods, don't let Jack be watching this, ohjesus please'

Sorry to leave it as a cliff but.. i felt like it lol