Title: A Major and her Gentleman
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Season 2 "Tok'ra I / II"
Season: 6 (only because Jonas is in it)
Summary: Sam is going to be auctioned off to the highest bidder but will that certain sliver-haired CO be there to save her?
Author's Note: I keep finding all of these stories about bachelor auctions so I decided to spice things up a little and create my own spin.
Disclaimer: Okay I don't own Stargate SG-1 or anything to do with it's universe, you know that and I know that so lets not bring it up. I also don't have any ownership over "An Officer and a Gentleman", just using it for a daydream. I do; however, own the plot of this little yarn.
Author's Note 2: A special thanks to everyone who encouraged me to do another Sam / Jack story. I hope this lives up to your expectations:)
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'I can't believe this is happening to me! How did I get mixed up in this!' Sam mentally screamed at herself as she stood behind the makeshift stage at a local reception hall. She nervously peaked from behind the hanging curtain that separated her from the *heaps* of eager men waiting to buy up any woman they saw.
'Damn bachelorette auction. Damn my gullibility. Damn cancer!'
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Flashback: Two Days Earlier
Sam dropped herself into an overstuffed chair at her favorite coffee spot, Amy's. She dropped her helmet to the ground and relaxed, taking in the sweet smell of her freshly brewed Cappuccino. Just as her mind was settling in on a nice little daydream of An Officer and a Gentleman-esque scenario involving her and a certain gray haired Air Force Colonel, a cheery voice piped up, "Sam Carter?"
Sam opened her eyes and focused on a rather tall brunette standing in front of her, eyes narrowing as she tried to place her, "Katie?"
"Sammie! That is you!" Katie said with a cheery smile, holding her arms out for a hug. Sam jumped up and gave the woman what she wanted. "It's been way too long!"
"It's been what? Two years?" Sam asked, motioning for Katie to take a seat.
"Try four sweetheart, so how have you been?" Katie asked.
"Hanging in there, really busy with work." Sam said; busy with work was an understatement. "So how have you been?"
"Same old, same old." Katie said with a grin. "Right now I'm stressed about an auction I've got coming up for the Foundation."
'The Foundation,' Sam thought, 'how long has it been since I've had to think about that?' "The Foundation" as Katie so quaintly described it, was focused on cancer research, that's how Sam and Katie had met, Katie's husband, Hank, had been battling cancer at the same time as Jacob, Sam's dad. "Really?" Sam asked. "Big one coming up?"
"You could say that." Katie said with a ragged breath. "Hank planned this whole thing before he went into remission and now that he has, he really wants it to happen, I think it's a male chauvinistic thing."
"What is?" Sam asked.
"A bachelorette auction. Problem is I can't find enough women to be auctioned." Katie answered.
"Well, no offence, but I can see why, I wouldn't want to be paraded around and sold to some guy." Sam said honestly.
"But it's not like that, I've got six restaurants willing to give free meals for the "dates" as well as donate money to the Foundation for this. It's really just a dinner." Katie explained; her face suddenly looked quite tired.
Sam sat quietly for a moment, she understood where Katie was coming from, and she'd been there herself before her dad had accepted his symbiote, Selmak, and been healed of his cancer. "Where do I sign up?"
"What?" Katie asked, unable to keep the surprise out of her voice.
"Hey it's for the Foundation, I'm not about to turn my back on a good cause, especially since it's only dinner." Sam smiled as she saw Katie's spirits lift.
"Oh Sam, thank you so much! You don't know what this means to me!" Katie said throwing her arms around Sam.
"No problem." Sam sighed as she patted Katie on the back.
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The Next Day
Sam sighed as she walked down a corridor of the Cheyenne Mountain Complex. She and the rest of SG-1 had already been on their quick reconnaissance mission and been debriefed and even been given the rest of the week off.
'Just enough time to be auctioned off to some loser, have a horrible dinner and spend the rest of the weekend sulking around because this date, no matter how bad, will remind me just how single I am.' Sam thought. She subconsciously made a left turn into what had once been a certain brown haired archeologist's office, now it acted as a certain cheerful alien's main romping grounds.
"Hi Sam!" Jonas, the cheerful alien in question, smiled as he ran around the office, gathering books and journals in his arms.
"Greetings Major Carter." Teal'c, the much more stoic alien nodded.
"Hey guys." Sam sighed, grabbing a seat. While on their morning mission, Sam had already contemplated asking one of the several men in her life to bid on her, 'Jonas...well he's sweet enough, cute enough too but I would have to explain what a bachelorette auction is, and then why they occur, and then why I want him to bid on me...no Jonas, way too much work. Teal'c...he would end up being too much work in the long run too.'
"Major Carter are you unwell?" Teal'c asked.
"Wha?" Sam sputtered coming out of her daydream.
"Yeah Sam, you've seemed really out of it all day." Jonas piped up as he dropped the pile of books he was holding on his workbench.
"Oh, I'm okay. Just planning my weekend is all." Sam said with a fake smile.
"Starting your daydreaming early Major?" Jack O'Neill asked as he walked into the office.
"Something like that sir. How about you? Going fishing this weekend?" Sam asked.
"No actually, I'm flying out to Washington D.C. again tonight and the rest of my weekend looks pretty packed after that." Jack answered with one of his patented smirks.
'We have ourselves a winner! Jack O'Neill!' Sam thought, in her head there was never any colonels' in front of his name and no sirs' after. 'The devilishly handsome commando with a heart of gold.'
"Actually I have to be going. Talk to you kiddies later." Jack said exiting out of the room.
'And there goes my last hope.' Sam thought as her CO disappeared from sight.
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End of Flashback
"You're up next Sam, good luck." Katie said as she snuck up behind Sam and surprised her.
"Yeah, thanks Kate." Sam muttered when she heard her name called over the P.A.
"Next is Major Doctor Samantha Carter of the United States Air Force, don't let her title fool you, Samantha is a sweetheart at her core, she enjoys romantic walks in the park and anything to do with astrophysics. Now lets start the bidding at $100!" The announcer called as Sam walked out onto the platform.
'Geez how embarrassing.' Sam blushed as she stood on the auction block.
"$100!" One man called from Sam's right.
"$150!" Another yelled before the announcer / auctioneer could recall the first bid.
"We have $150!" The announcer called.
"$250!" A man in the mid-left section yelled.
Sam blushed again, she was pulling in more money than most of the women had but it didn't really matter, she was still uncomfortable.
"$1,000." A voice rang from the back of the room. Suddenly the crowd hushed and everyone looked back at the mystery bidder. Sam squinted to see over the bright lights but only saw white.
"$1,020!" A man in a tuxedo yelled from the front row.
"$2,000." The man in the back said again.
"$2,000 going once, going twice, sold! For $2,000 to the man in the back!" The announcer yelled.
Sam stepped down off of the auction block with her mouth hanging open, 'Who in the hell would pay that much money for me?'
Suddenly a hand appeared at the front of the stage, Sam grasped it gently as she stepped down out of the light. Upon reaching the ground she looked up at her "date" and felt her knees buckle and she fell into him.
"Well Major Doctor Samantha Carter, you're not very strong for being in the Air Force." He smiled.
"Ah, sir! Wha-what are you doing here?" Sam stuttered as she looked into her CO's chocolate brown eyes.
"No, no sir involved *Sam*. Here." He said handing Sam a piece of paper.
Cautiously she took it and glanced it over: 'I, president of the United States of America, hereby disband Air Force fraternization regulations for all military operatives assigned to the Cheyenne Mountain Complex...'
The letter went on but Sam stopped reading. She couldn't read anymore, she couldn't even breathe.
"Yeah well he owned me at least one." Jack grinned.
"He sir-Jack?" Sam finally started breathing again.
"The president Sammie." Jack answered.
"You...you mean all of your recent trips to D.C...?" Sam said realizing how long Jack had been planning this.
"All trips to see Mr. P. He likes you, you know. Says a sweet thing like you should be married." Jack said, never loosing Sam's gaze.
"Wha...what do I say to that?" Sam asked still rather dumbfounded.
"Don't worry, I told him you're spoken for." Jack told her.
"Spoken for-" Before Sam could finish her sentence Jack grabbed onto her and pushed her lips into his. She succumb to Jack's sweet, soft lips and leaned into his kiss.
The two parted to the claps and hollers of all of the men in the room. Sam blushed and buried her head in Jack's neck.
"I guess I already broke the "no touching" rule huh?" Jack asked, unable to keep a smile off his face.
"Don't worry, that's the least of the touching we'll be going this weekend." Sam whispered in his ear, it was his turn to blush this time.
The pair turned to go and Jack swept Sam up in his arms, like a groom carrying a bride across the threshold. Sam giggled as she thought about how many times she had dreamed about a moment like this when Jack kissed her again. 'Oh yeah this is going to workout just fine!'
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Author's Note: Should I make this an ongoing series?
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Season 2 "Tok'ra I / II"
Season: 6 (only because Jonas is in it)
Summary: Sam is going to be auctioned off to the highest bidder but will that certain sliver-haired CO be there to save her?
Author's Note: I keep finding all of these stories about bachelor auctions so I decided to spice things up a little and create my own spin.
Disclaimer: Okay I don't own Stargate SG-1 or anything to do with it's universe, you know that and I know that so lets not bring it up. I also don't have any ownership over "An Officer and a Gentleman", just using it for a daydream. I do; however, own the plot of this little yarn.
Author's Note 2: A special thanks to everyone who encouraged me to do another Sam / Jack story. I hope this lives up to your expectations:)
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'I can't believe this is happening to me! How did I get mixed up in this!' Sam mentally screamed at herself as she stood behind the makeshift stage at a local reception hall. She nervously peaked from behind the hanging curtain that separated her from the *heaps* of eager men waiting to buy up any woman they saw.
'Damn bachelorette auction. Damn my gullibility. Damn cancer!'
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Flashback: Two Days Earlier
Sam dropped herself into an overstuffed chair at her favorite coffee spot, Amy's. She dropped her helmet to the ground and relaxed, taking in the sweet smell of her freshly brewed Cappuccino. Just as her mind was settling in on a nice little daydream of An Officer and a Gentleman-esque scenario involving her and a certain gray haired Air Force Colonel, a cheery voice piped up, "Sam Carter?"
Sam opened her eyes and focused on a rather tall brunette standing in front of her, eyes narrowing as she tried to place her, "Katie?"
"Sammie! That is you!" Katie said with a cheery smile, holding her arms out for a hug. Sam jumped up and gave the woman what she wanted. "It's been way too long!"
"It's been what? Two years?" Sam asked, motioning for Katie to take a seat.
"Try four sweetheart, so how have you been?" Katie asked.
"Hanging in there, really busy with work." Sam said; busy with work was an understatement. "So how have you been?"
"Same old, same old." Katie said with a grin. "Right now I'm stressed about an auction I've got coming up for the Foundation."
'The Foundation,' Sam thought, 'how long has it been since I've had to think about that?' "The Foundation" as Katie so quaintly described it, was focused on cancer research, that's how Sam and Katie had met, Katie's husband, Hank, had been battling cancer at the same time as Jacob, Sam's dad. "Really?" Sam asked. "Big one coming up?"
"You could say that." Katie said with a ragged breath. "Hank planned this whole thing before he went into remission and now that he has, he really wants it to happen, I think it's a male chauvinistic thing."
"What is?" Sam asked.
"A bachelorette auction. Problem is I can't find enough women to be auctioned." Katie answered.
"Well, no offence, but I can see why, I wouldn't want to be paraded around and sold to some guy." Sam said honestly.
"But it's not like that, I've got six restaurants willing to give free meals for the "dates" as well as donate money to the Foundation for this. It's really just a dinner." Katie explained; her face suddenly looked quite tired.
Sam sat quietly for a moment, she understood where Katie was coming from, and she'd been there herself before her dad had accepted his symbiote, Selmak, and been healed of his cancer. "Where do I sign up?"
"What?" Katie asked, unable to keep the surprise out of her voice.
"Hey it's for the Foundation, I'm not about to turn my back on a good cause, especially since it's only dinner." Sam smiled as she saw Katie's spirits lift.
"Oh Sam, thank you so much! You don't know what this means to me!" Katie said throwing her arms around Sam.
"No problem." Sam sighed as she patted Katie on the back.
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The Next Day
Sam sighed as she walked down a corridor of the Cheyenne Mountain Complex. She and the rest of SG-1 had already been on their quick reconnaissance mission and been debriefed and even been given the rest of the week off.
'Just enough time to be auctioned off to some loser, have a horrible dinner and spend the rest of the weekend sulking around because this date, no matter how bad, will remind me just how single I am.' Sam thought. She subconsciously made a left turn into what had once been a certain brown haired archeologist's office, now it acted as a certain cheerful alien's main romping grounds.
"Hi Sam!" Jonas, the cheerful alien in question, smiled as he ran around the office, gathering books and journals in his arms.
"Greetings Major Carter." Teal'c, the much more stoic alien nodded.
"Hey guys." Sam sighed, grabbing a seat. While on their morning mission, Sam had already contemplated asking one of the several men in her life to bid on her, 'Jonas...well he's sweet enough, cute enough too but I would have to explain what a bachelorette auction is, and then why they occur, and then why I want him to bid on me...no Jonas, way too much work. Teal'c...he would end up being too much work in the long run too.'
"Major Carter are you unwell?" Teal'c asked.
"Wha?" Sam sputtered coming out of her daydream.
"Yeah Sam, you've seemed really out of it all day." Jonas piped up as he dropped the pile of books he was holding on his workbench.
"Oh, I'm okay. Just planning my weekend is all." Sam said with a fake smile.
"Starting your daydreaming early Major?" Jack O'Neill asked as he walked into the office.
"Something like that sir. How about you? Going fishing this weekend?" Sam asked.
"No actually, I'm flying out to Washington D.C. again tonight and the rest of my weekend looks pretty packed after that." Jack answered with one of his patented smirks.
'We have ourselves a winner! Jack O'Neill!' Sam thought, in her head there was never any colonels' in front of his name and no sirs' after. 'The devilishly handsome commando with a heart of gold.'
"Actually I have to be going. Talk to you kiddies later." Jack said exiting out of the room.
'And there goes my last hope.' Sam thought as her CO disappeared from sight.
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End of Flashback
"You're up next Sam, good luck." Katie said as she snuck up behind Sam and surprised her.
"Yeah, thanks Kate." Sam muttered when she heard her name called over the P.A.
"Next is Major Doctor Samantha Carter of the United States Air Force, don't let her title fool you, Samantha is a sweetheart at her core, she enjoys romantic walks in the park and anything to do with astrophysics. Now lets start the bidding at $100!" The announcer called as Sam walked out onto the platform.
'Geez how embarrassing.' Sam blushed as she stood on the auction block.
"$100!" One man called from Sam's right.
"$150!" Another yelled before the announcer / auctioneer could recall the first bid.
"We have $150!" The announcer called.
"$250!" A man in the mid-left section yelled.
Sam blushed again, she was pulling in more money than most of the women had but it didn't really matter, she was still uncomfortable.
"$1,000." A voice rang from the back of the room. Suddenly the crowd hushed and everyone looked back at the mystery bidder. Sam squinted to see over the bright lights but only saw white.
"$1,020!" A man in a tuxedo yelled from the front row.
"$2,000." The man in the back said again.
"$2,000 going once, going twice, sold! For $2,000 to the man in the back!" The announcer yelled.
Sam stepped down off of the auction block with her mouth hanging open, 'Who in the hell would pay that much money for me?'
Suddenly a hand appeared at the front of the stage, Sam grasped it gently as she stepped down out of the light. Upon reaching the ground she looked up at her "date" and felt her knees buckle and she fell into him.
"Well Major Doctor Samantha Carter, you're not very strong for being in the Air Force." He smiled.
"Ah, sir! Wha-what are you doing here?" Sam stuttered as she looked into her CO's chocolate brown eyes.
"No, no sir involved *Sam*. Here." He said handing Sam a piece of paper.
Cautiously she took it and glanced it over: 'I, president of the United States of America, hereby disband Air Force fraternization regulations for all military operatives assigned to the Cheyenne Mountain Complex...'
The letter went on but Sam stopped reading. She couldn't read anymore, she couldn't even breathe.
"Yeah well he owned me at least one." Jack grinned.
"He sir-Jack?" Sam finally started breathing again.
"The president Sammie." Jack answered.
"You...you mean all of your recent trips to D.C...?" Sam said realizing how long Jack had been planning this.
"All trips to see Mr. P. He likes you, you know. Says a sweet thing like you should be married." Jack said, never loosing Sam's gaze.
"Wha...what do I say to that?" Sam asked still rather dumbfounded.
"Don't worry, I told him you're spoken for." Jack told her.
"Spoken for-" Before Sam could finish her sentence Jack grabbed onto her and pushed her lips into his. She succumb to Jack's sweet, soft lips and leaned into his kiss.
The two parted to the claps and hollers of all of the men in the room. Sam blushed and buried her head in Jack's neck.
"I guess I already broke the "no touching" rule huh?" Jack asked, unable to keep a smile off his face.
"Don't worry, that's the least of the touching we'll be going this weekend." Sam whispered in his ear, it was his turn to blush this time.
The pair turned to go and Jack swept Sam up in his arms, like a groom carrying a bride across the threshold. Sam giggled as she thought about how many times she had dreamed about a moment like this when Jack kissed her again. 'Oh yeah this is going to workout just fine!'
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Author's Note: Should I make this an ongoing series?