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Samantha Carter grumbled to herself as she quickly walked in her clog clad feet past tourists in the hot Hawaiian sun. 'You are a pathetic little man, Rodney Mckay. If you don't start taking me seriously I will give you this ring back! No no no that sounds totally wrong' she mumbled as she swiped her sweater sleeve across her sweaty brow. She knew that she didn't really want to hurt Rodney's feelings by calling him pathetic. She was just sick of him treating her like a brainless blonde. Heck she worked for the Department of Aerospace Research and had several degrees in astrophysics as well. She however did like how he always called her 'sexy' and thought she was pretty 'hot'. She didn't have much experience with men, scratch that Rodney was the first man that paid attention to her and that meant something to her. He worked for the Canadian Space Agency and they had met through mutual research, they had been seeing each other for just over a year when he had proposed. She accepted, seeing as how she didn't think she would ever get married, she just didn't think it was fair that he kept stealing her ideas. He had been asked to come to a conference in Hawaii where the Canada France Hawaii Telescope was located and had invited her to come along. She had thought it might be romantic but no, he had to go and ruin it by once again taking credit for her ideas in the meeting they just attended. She hated that she didn't have the nerve to speak up and defend herself. She wished she could be brave instead she had marched off down the inactive volcano side fuming.
'Gosh its hot.' She looked around her, most of the woman scantily clad. She liked being modest and truthfully didn't really know how to dress 'sexy' which is why most of her wardrobe consisted of lumpy sweaters and long plaid skirts. Rodney claimed to like her 'librarian look'. She was walking without purpose not really knowing where she was going or what she was doing so she decided to head towards the water. She saw a sign advertising boat charters and thought that it might be a good idea to get away for awhile. As she walked down the dock she noticed all except one of the boats were gone. It was a rather dilapidated looking thing with the word Homer scrawled across the back of it. It didn't look like it would even make it out of the harbor. 'Maybe this is a bad idea' and just as she turned to walk back towards shore she heard a gruff mans voice,
"You lookin for a tour?"
A tall, graying man stepped out from the cabin area of his boat. He was quite handsome and handsome men always made Sam nervous. She stammered a few times, "uh..I..uh," her cheeks colored red she gulped and started again, "Yes, I was looking to go out for a bit."
"A bit late in the day isn't it?"
Now that he had mentioned it, it was after 5:00pm.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, "Sorry I hadn't realized I'll just be going." Again she tried to turn and leave but the man grumbled out,
"I'll take ya but it will cost you extra." He bent down to pick up a life preserve not even bothering to help her into the boat.
"Here put this on." He scowled as he handed the preserve to her. She looked at it with disgust, it was dirty and like the boat didn't look like it could ever perform its proper job. Still she popped it over her head feeling her hair stick out in all different directions. She went to sit down as he had turned on the motor and began heading out to sea.
'Well at least he's a grumpy, handsome, old man. That makes it a bit easier for me to deal with. He doesn't seem to like to talk much which is just fine with me. Now I can be left to my own thoughts."
Jack took in the fresh, pacific, sea air. Man this felt good. He loved going out in his boat. He didn't really like having to bring along company but it was the only way he could keep it fuelled and feed himself. This one he had just picked up seemed like a real geek. She was wearing a sweater and stockings on the beach in Hawaii for crying out loud! He had taken pity on her since she had seemed upset about something but he didn't bother asking. He didn't feel the need to get to know his customers, he was a bitter, old man and he liked it that way. It bothered him even more that he felt attracted to her after only briefly talking to her. Those blue eyes looking at him through those thick framed glasses and man those legs! So he had taken it out on her, he didn't know why he did it but he always pushed people away.
"Uh…sorry to bother you…but do you mind telling me your name."
"Jack." He didn't bother to turn around and look at her.
"Well aren't you going to ask me my name?"
"No"
"That's pretty rude. Do you treat all your paying customers that way?"
He had to hand it to her, she came off shy and geeky but she had a mouth. He just turned and scowled at her and she flushed red again and turned to look out over the water.
There he had done it again. Jack realized the water was getting quite choppy and the sky was quickly becoming overcast. Damn! The weather hadn't predicted a storm. He was going to have to turn'er around and fast. He had been lost in his thoughts for awhile and hadn't realized they had been out for a couple of hours and couldn't even see the coastline anymore. That was pretty stupid! Damn!
"Uh…Not to bother you again but it looks like a storm is coming."
"Ya think? Get over here," he demanded as rain started to pelt down around them. She came and stood next to him in the shelter of the cabin area. Soon the waves were getting so high, it was pretty much useless to try and maneuver their way back to shore and the boat was beginning to flood as wave after wave crashed over the sides and onto the floor.
The blonde woman turned to him, her hair slicked to her face, beads of rain coursing down her face. He could barely hear her over the roar of the sea.
"Don't you have some kind of life raft or something? This boat isn't going to hold out much longer." She yelled.
"Never had a need for it before," he yelled back.
"What!?"
"I said I never needed one before."
"I heard what you said, I just can't believe with a boat like this you wouldn't have some safety precautions. I mean…"
Her rant was about to be cut off as Jack looked up to see a huge wave towering over them. He had time to grab onto the back of her life jacket and hold a breath as he was suddenly crushed, completely immersed in a matter of seconds under the weight of the ocean.
