"Ok, so this sucks." Jack thought, almost out loud. He didn't know for how long, but he had definitely been staring out in space thinking about what happened.
"Colonel!" General Hammond yelled, obviously not for the first time. "What the hell are you doing? You've pretty much finished your career, and for what? some adolescent feelings for your 2IC!"
As his thoughts cleared, things started registering in his mind. "Shit! That must have looked so bad! But all it was, was a kiss. A simple kiss… but so deep and passionate and loving and hard and sexy and… oh god… back on track Colonel…" he stopped himself. "I have got to get out of here! But I need to explain this shit first… what the hell actually happened? God, that must have looked so bad!"
Then he started to speak, "General, Sir, it looks way worse than it was."
"Well, what the hell happened then Jack? You better explain it quick because just about the whole SGC saw yours and Major Carter's faces very close together, doing god knows what, for a very inappropriate amount of time, IN THE GATE ROOM!"
"Sir, I swear to God, I do not know what happened. One second we were running through the gate, and the next we were kissing. I have no idea why. And I swear sir, we have never engaged in any sexual activity before…" he then added in his mind, "that is, physically sir… I hope fantasies don't count, cuz if they do, man, I'm screwed!" but he continued on saying out loud, "well… I guess unless you count those times we were both very much under alien influence, and even that wasn't hardly anything, but let's not count those times all the same."
"Jack, to be honest, you and Major Carter both should be court marshaled. And, well, I don't really know what to do to help you right now. What you did was not only a pretty big PDA while on duty, but a definite violation of regulations between a commanding officer and a subordinate officer!" then the general stopped to take a breath to calm down before continuing, "Jesus Christ, you should definitely be court marshaled. I really have to figure out what to do about this." And with that he turned to go, but before he left he said, "And get you ass in the infirmary, now!"
"Yes Sir!" Jack replied, then saluting. He turned to go to the infirmary still not being sure of what the hell just happened. "And where the fuck is Carter? She's the one who practically jumped on me once we got through the gate. What the hell is the matter with her? Although," he kept thinking while losing his train of thought, "that kiss was… holy shit! It was amazing, that was, until they were practically tackled being pulled apart from each other. Had they really kissed for a full 3 minutes before they had to be physically pulled away from each other? That was understandably shocking, but awesomely hot at the same time." Then he had just about reached the infirmary.
God, as much as he wanted to have some kind of excuse for what had happened, like they were under some kind of alien influence, he knew that he was fine. They were going to get into SO much trouble for this- that is unless something was wrong with Carter. Now, don't get him wrong, he did not want anything to have been affecting Sam during that kiss, but it would as sure as hell make things a whole lot easier for both of them.
He knew he liked her, liked her a lot. And, he also knew that she liked him- a lot. He could even say he loved her, no, not just loved her, but was in love with her. Over the years, they had been giving each other little promises and reminders about how they felt about each other, although, they knew it could never escalate… obviously, or, at least, not under these circumstances. But, for now, there were always extra smiles, the playful, sarcastic remarks… sometimes when they were passing down folders in a briefing, or passing something- anything, anywhere, they would leave their hands together for just an instant longer than necessary. Then of course off world. He loved being off world. They would always set up their sleeping bags just a little closer together than anyone else, but, best of all had been the eye contact between them. "God, those eyes!" they both thought about each other.
Carter loved his eyes, and he loved hers. They could lose themselves just gazing into each other's eyes. Hers were like vast oceans of endless clear blue water, while his were like deep, dark windows into his soul.
