"Okay, think Jack think. Clothes, can't bring Carter to the infirmary like this." Muttering to himself as he shut off the water, Jack quickly shoved the curtain aside as he damn near tripped over his invisible pants that were still wrapped around his feet. "Oh thank god, at least I have pants." Reaching down to grab his transparent pants, he pulled them up and managed to button and zip them up according to memory. Just because he was invisible didn't mean he could see invisible things. That conversation with Carter he had about that subject was interesting. Jack come on, focus.
Grabbing a towel, he threw it over Carter's unconscious body. "Not like she'd know I did that anyway." Jack picked up her BDU's and quickly rushed back over to her body, in an attempt to keep the clothes dry, Jack set them down outside the shower cubicle. Taking the dry towel that had landed on her head, he quickly patted her body down dry. Damn, those legs Colonel. They're going to be the death of me Carter. It wasn't much longer before she was as dry as he could get her. He had gotten her in her pants and was buttoning up her shirt. There was no time for her undergarments. "Sorry Carter."
Well, now what?
"Infirmary, I've gotta call them." Deciding to move her out of the wet cubicle, Jack carried her over to the bench and lay her down before running over to call the infirmary to inform them of Carter's injury. Once he hung up the phone, the General went to check on Sam and held onto her hand. He knew she was tough and a head injury wouldn't hold her back. She was going to be okay, he just hoped that there would be no real damage done, after all it seemed like a nasty hit.
As Jack waited, he bounced his leg anxiously. He couldn't just sit here and wait. Screw this. Lifting her into his arms into a cradle carry, he maneuvered his way through the door as he tried to hurry. It was a strange event to see an unconscious Samantha Carter floating in the air as if she was being carried but to hell with it. The SGC has seen stranger things anyway. The medical team was just coming out of the elevator when they had nearly shocked themselves at the sight but with Jack's voice, they all remembered as the invisible man placed the Colonel onto the gurney. The only trace of Jack was his soaked pants leaving wet trails behind as he followed them into the elevator. He sure as hell wasn't going to leave Carter behind, not after what had happened between them.
Several hours later after the chaos had resided, Jack was sitting in a chair next to Carter who was resting on a medical bed, his hand in her own. It wasn't like anyone else could see him anyway. He was quiet enough that others would have thought he was gone. The doctor had explained to Jack earlier that she had a concussion and just needed a few stitches on her head but other than that, she was going to be just fine apart from one hell of a headache.
Another hour went by before Sam managed to inch her eyes open before letting out a groan as her head throbbed. Upon making a sound, she felt a hand squeeze hers as she looked over to see who it was. No one? For a moment she was confused but then realized once again that Jack was invisible. Right, I haven't fixed that yet.
"Hey Carter." His voice was always soothing to her.
"Sir.. How did…" She was drawing blanks at the moment, unable to recall much.
"You slipped in the shower… Don't you remember?" Now this was worrying Jack. Did she forget?
Oh, that happened! I thought it was a dream. "No, I remember… Uh, I remember… I was in the shower, then…" Sam suddenly blushed and smiled a little before she giggled in embarrassment. Did that actually happen? God I wish I could see Jack's face right now.
"Aha, see! You DO giggle!" Jack exclaimed playfully before becoming serious again. "Yes… That's right, you were in the shower and…" Jack trailed off, he knew by her reaction she was thinking the same thing. C'mon Sam.
Sam cleared her throat and took a deep breath as if to seem professional yet the blush was very obvious on her face still. "And there was… someone with me… Um… I wasn't steady on my feet as I thought I was in that moment and I suppose I… slipped in the shower, sir."
Clever girl. "Very good Carter. Looks like your good ol' noggin is all there."
"Are you calling me old, sir?"
"No… No not at all Carter. Especially not with those fine legs." Rolling her eyes, she smirked at that comment.
"Speaking of what happened... When and how did you get in the room while I was showering?"
"Doctor incoming." Jack suddenly shut up as the SGC doctor on duty came over to check Carter over. Damn it Jack. You're going to tell me eventually...
"Well, it looks like everything's fine. Just would like to keep you here overnight for observation unless you've got someone to go home with you to monitor your condition?"
"General O'Neill, what do you think?" Sam asked as she looked over to where Jack was sitting.
"If I stay in the SGC for any longer, I'm going batshit insane!" The General exclaimed suddenly, all too eager to get off the base even for just a little while.
"Looks like someone's going home with me to monitor my condition, thank you doctor."
As the doctor left, Sam gave him a playful glare.
"What? You wanted this didn't you Carter?" Jack gave her a shit eating grin despite the fact that she couldn't see it. "I'm starting to get tired of being invisible but you have got to help me prank a few people before you switch me back."
Another giggle came from Carter but Jack didn't call her out on it this time.
God, I love her.
Author's Notes: I'm not sure if this story is still in progress or completed. If you guys would like me to continue, I gladly will! Or even throw out ideas that you may want to see happen. I'd love to see your thoughts and opinions! Thanks guys!
