Title: Stargate SG-1 – New Beginnings
Summary: Can career driven Samantha Carter finally lay to rest the ghosts of her past and find true happiness? A/U
Pairing: Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter & Original Female Character.
Rating: MA for realist sexual content and language.
Disclaimer: The following story is purely a work of fiction created by borrowing characters from a television series for the purpose of entertainment. Characters other than originals remain the property of creators Brad Wright & Jonathan Glassner. No profit is gained nor is any copyright infringement intended towards Sony Pictures Television, Gekko Film Corp & MGM Worldwide Television.
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Chapter 2
Ridley was awoken by the gentle touch of an arm resting across her side. She slowly opened her eyes and adjusted her vision to the darkness. Sam was nestled against her neck and warm breath was falling upon her skin. Dana was immediately aroused and at the same time, troubled. She was cognitive enough to realise Sam was in a deep sleep and unaware of her current position. Although Dana was thoroughly enjoying the contact, she knew it was meaningless and was just an unconscious reflex. She gently eased Sam's arm off her side and slid out of the bed.
Quietly, she dressed in her fatigues, grabbed the spare blanket off the end of the mattress, a pillow and left the tent. Dana built up the fire, formed a make-shift bed out of two chairs and tossed the blanket over herself. Slumber came in short bursts and she ended up frustrated with the lack of sleep and the fact she was freezing. Mumbling under her breath, she ended up on the ground and closer to the fire.
-o-
As the sun rose, so did Dana. She stiffly stood and stretched her six foot frame several times before relieving all the kinks from her body. She returned the pillow and blanket to the tent and collected her toiletries bag. After brushing her teeth and running wet fingers through her hair, Dana returned the gear to her kit. She resisted the urge to look at Sam and instead, made her way to the mess tent to make a start on breakfast.
Teal'c was the first to make an appearance fifteen minutes later, "Good morning Colonel, I hope you are well."
"Morning Teal'c, I am good thank you. I have some breakfast ready if you would like some?"
"I thank you Colonel; that would be most acceptable."
Dana knew from reading Teal'c's file that it would be years before he would call her by name rather than rank. She smiled at the larger than life alien's idiosyncrasy and handed him a plate.
While Teal'c was eating, Daniel entered the bivouac, "Morning all."
"Morning Daniel," replied Teal'c between mouthfuls of food.
Dana handed Daniel a plate, "Good morning Doctor."
He sat down smiling, "I love you already Ridley, thanks."
Dana laughed then grabbed a plate and sat down next to him.
The trio laughed when Sam appeared and noted, "So Danny, you have dumped me after only one day of Ridley being here."
"Daniel, I believe Samantha is telling you that you are fickle," joked Teal'c.
"Well said Teal'c and can I say I am enjoying your new found humour," amused Sam.
"After all these years of hanging around O'Neill, it was bound to rub off eventually," pointed out Daniel jovially.
Sam broke into laughter and agreed, "So true Danny."
Dana stood up from the table, went to the stove to organise a plate and handed it to Sam.
Taking the food, Sam sat down next to Teal'c, "You are going to spoil us Ridley."
Daniel smiled at his friend, "She's a keeper Sam."
"Looks like it."
"You pair do realise I am standing here and can hear you?" taunted Dana.
"Oh yeah," answered Daniel before returning his attention to his food.
Sam gave Dana a smile that ignited her groin with a thousand burning flames of desire. Turning away quickly, she suppressed the uncomfortable sensation and attended to the stove.
Moments later, Mitchell appeared and broke the silence, "Morning troops and what smells so good?"
"Breakfast," answered Sam before she shovelled another forkful of chow into her mouth.
"Not you again Ridley?" exclaimed Mitchell. "I may just have to marry you."
"Don't be threatening me Mitchell or you will miss out all together," teased Dana light heartily.
Sam burst out laughing, "Mitchell, you really do know how to charm the ladies."
"I leave all the charming to you Carter," joked Mitchell.
"Yeah right Mitchell," mumbled Sam.
Mitchell wasn't done bantering, "Oh yeah, that's right. I have known you for two years and never seen you go out on a date."
Dana looked at the Sam, saw the wave of pain quickly pass across her face and eyes and interjected, "Well Mitchell, if you were her only choice then no wonder."
Mitchell looked at Dana, "Touché, spoken just like one of the team."
Sam remained quiet, she was grateful for Dana stepping in and allowing her time to regain her emotions. Although she had come to terms with Janet's passing, little comments still had the power to wound her on occasion. These days, it just took less time for her to put the pain back where it belonged.
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Once everyone had finished eating and Mitchell had cleaned up, the team set out for a full day of exploration and sample collection. Daniel, Mitchell and Teal'c headed east, while Sam and Dana took a westerly direction. The other three were reporting to the Gate first, checking in with command via the M.A.L.P. radio-wave communications system and sending back more samples.
Sam and Dana spent the morning foraging through a rainforest gathering flora and soil specimens. Just after midday, the two women exited the dense undergrowth and stumbled across a waterfall surrounded by an enormous lake.
Sam took her time and surveyed the area, "Absolutely beautiful."
Whistling softly, Dana agreed, "You can say that again, it's very peaceful."
"Almost makes you want to strip off and dive right in. Danny said all the water catchments contain small fish and plant life. All probes indicated no harmful specimens or threats."
No reply came from Dana, so Sam turned around to see if she was okay - she was definitely more than okay. She was topless and about to shed her boots. Manners dictated Sam should turn away, but some unknown force made her gawk instead.
Dana was buffed to say the least. Her biceps and triceps rippled powerfully as she unlaced her left combat boot and her forearms looked as if the lean muscle had been chiselled from granite. Sam suddenly wondered how it would feel to have those strong arms wrapped around her. Her body became heated with the thought and she nervously chewed on her bottom lip.
As Dana straightened up and casually slid her foot out of the boot, Sam caught her breath. She ogled Dana's firm, compact rounded breasts and the defined pectorals caught and held her attention. Because there had been no indication from Dana that she was conscious of her observation, Sam continued to leer.
Sam was wrong, Dana was well aware. She felt the blonde's eyes on her, but chose to ignore it and continued to undress. She leaned over, took off her other boot and it soon joined its mate on a nearby flat rock. Dana slowly stood erect and looked directly at Sam. "Are you jumping in or just going to stand there?" she asked.
Sam stuttered in reply, "I … I … I'm not sure. Let me know if the water is cold?"
Without missing a beat, Dana replied, "Will do." She quickly unbuttoned her trousers and along with her briefs, slid them both off in one fluid motion.
Sam wasn't sure what sound she made as she eyed the taut muscles running along Dana's abdomen and she wasn't certain if the moan that escaped from her mouth as her eyes hovered over Dana's slim hips, was audible or not. She definitely had no idea what she was thinking when her eyes lowered to the short thin vertical line of light brown hair because her mind was in overload. She suddenly remembered to breath and was spared any further torment as she forced herself to look away. She heard Dana dive into the deep blue water and sighed with relief. She couldn't have taken much more without saying something really inappropriate, or worse, doing something against regulations.
"THE WATER'S EXCELLENT CARTER, COME ON IN," shouted Dana a short time later.
Before she was conscious of her actions, Sam reached for her vest and removed it. Next, she removed her utility belt and un-strapped her leg holster and carefully laid them on an even rock formation. She covered them with her B.D.U. shirt and tee shirt. Her remaining clothing and boots were removed in record time. If there had been one important lesson she had learnt from the period she had spent with Janet, it was not to waste time. The couple had wasted two years avoiding their feelings for one another before circumstances finally brought them together and damned if she was going to squander an opportunity again. The battles with the Ori and Goa'uld had reinforced that attitude in her, but until now, she had not felt a serious attraction for anyone. Dana had changed that the second Sam laid eyes on her. Sam wanted Dana and she was going to let her know as soon as the time was right. Unfortunately, being off-world and on duty was not the time.
Dana treated water in the deep blue and leered at Sam as she disrobed. She knew Sam was gay and that definitely was not an issue. Dana's ex-girlfriend Trisha had been a close friend to Janet Fraiser and the doctor had disclosed her relationship with Sam to Trisha during their last visit together. Dana and Trisha had broken up several months before Janet's death, but Dana had been there to support Trisha throughout the ordeal. Trisha had been shattered at the time and not long after, had been transferred from the Pentagon to Fort Bragg North Carolina. The pair had kept in touch and when Trisha became involved with someone new, Dana had been the first to wish them well. She had been genuinely happy for them, but was a little slower in moving on. In fact, she hadn't dated for the past three years, not that there hadn't been an avalanche of offers from both male and female work colleagues. Dana had politely declined each and every invite. She just hadn't been interested, until she saw Sam's photo and in real life, Samantha Carter outshone her picture. Ridley thought she was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen, even when dressed in battle dress uniform.
As she stared at Sam's naked form, she knew she was looking at perfection. Sam's arms were a series of taut muscles as were her long legs. Sam had a six pack of abdominal muscles most people would kill for and full, generous rounded breasts. Dana smiled wickedly when she saw the thin strip of trimmed blonde curls between Sam's legs and her breathing became shallow. She desired Sam desperately, but knew this was not the place to let her know. They were on a mission for goodness sakes with three men not far away and after less than twenty four hours of knowing Sam, it was categorically a bad idea. Dana reined in her lustful thoughts and hormones and took control, at least for the time being. She decided there would be plenty of opportunity when they were off duty. The Don't Ask Don't Tell military stupidity didn't even enter her head. Nor did the fact she was Sam's superior. She knew from Trisha that General Hammond, O'Neill, Daniel and Teal'c were aware of Sam and Janet's relationship and had gone to great lengths to protect them from outside interference or scrutiny.
As Sam neared the water's edge, she noticed Dana's intense stare. She brazenly stared back, walked into the cool water and slowly ambled towards Dana's location. Sam had no question regard Dana's sexuality - the comment about Mitchell wasting his time trying to impress her had sealed it. The little sly looks and comments made by Dana strengthened her theory; besides her gaydar went off with bells and whistles the second Dana walked into the Embarkation Room.
When Sam was inches from her, Dana lowered her eyes onto baby blues and quipped, "Took you long enough Carter."
Sam smirked and before she knew what she was saying, the words were out, "I don't like to rush things, I like slow." Her tone was much lower than normal.
It hadn't been lost on Dana or her barely under control libido, "I will note that for future reference."
Sam noticed that Dana hadn't blinked, "You are aware that nothing is going to happen here, aren't you?"
There it was, out in the open and on the table. She admired Sam's directness. "Yes Sam, I do know that. It doesn't mean a girl can't dream."
Sam smiled with what could be best described as a high voltage grin, "Nothing wrong with that at all."
The ground rules had been set and Dana was willing to abide by them. "Seems we are being so honest, there is something you should know about me Sam."
Sam held her breath and asked, "And what would that be?"
"I know about the true nature of your relationship with Janet and I am truly sorry for your loss."
Sam noted the sincerity in Dana's voice, "Thank you, but how did you know?"
"Do you remember her good friend Trisha Browning?"
"Yes, an Army Captain at the Pentagon," Sam thought for a second and added, "Let me guess, she is your ex?"
"That's affirmative ma'am."
"Janet told me Trisha had a partner named Dana. I heard about your breakup, sorry."
Dana's eyebrows rose up, "It doesn't compare to what you went through. Not by a long shot."
"I guess not," admitted Sam.
"I have another confession to make."
"I suddenly feel like a catholic priest," joked Sam.
Dana giggled, "I don't think we will find any around here."
"Very funny, now confess my child."
With another chuckle, Dana admitted, "I have wanted to touch you since we arrived here yesterday."
"Well, say two hail Marys and all is forgiven."
"Hail Mary, hail Mary!"
Sam bellowed with laughter and Dana took great delight in observing her gaiety.
"You have a great laugh, I especially like the way it highlights the dimples at the sides of your mouth," Dana confessed.
Sam made an admission of her own, "Thanks and I have wanted to kiss you since you walked into the Embarkation Room."
Dana smiled and ran her fingers through her wet hair, "I guess the curls still get the girls."
Sam cracked up again, "Are you always this funny?"
"No, only when I am relaxed and don't have to be in a serious command mode."
"Oh yes your serious side. I think I caught a glimpse of that yesterday for a brief moment," teased Sam.
"I really like your humorous side too Sam."
"Yeah, took me only a couple of years to let it shine all the time. I think I was a born a comedienne in another life. Being around O'Neill and Janet helped a lot."
"I must meet Jack O'Neill one day."
"No problem that can be arranged. We have all stayed in close contact and he often visits his getaway in the mountains. We get together for barbeques and cards regularly. Daniel and Teal'c are always at him to leave Homeworld Security and come back to the SGC, but he says he doesn't miss it at all."
"What do you think?" inquired Dana curiously.
"I think his eyes tell a different story. When he returned last year with the conflict with the Ori, he was rejuvenated and so animated and I really thought he missed the off-world missions, but I think he misses the team the most."
"I can understand that. I see how close all you guys are and that's a unique quality in a unit. It's something very worthwhile to maintain."
Sam took a moment before continuing, "When Janet was killed it took a part of us with her. She was a vital part of the team and it hit hard. Over the years SGC has lost too many incredible people and each time it takes a little piece. As a Commanding Officer Jack thought it best if he hid his true emotions and continued to lead without faltering. With fighting the Goa'uld and Ori on a regular basis, it took its toll. For Jack, I think it became a matter of him standing by and wondering who would be next to fall. I believe he became tired of watching his friends die and that's why he won't return."
Dana moved closer and asked, "What about you Sam?"
"It's been hard at times, especially when you lose someone you love and respect, but over time, you are conditioned to separate your private life with your career."
"I understand that concept all too well," replied a sympathetic Dana.
"It's easier now, I have a job to do and I only have one person to answer to in my personal life. Now I just switch off from that life when I am off-world and Cassie understands and accepts that."
"Cassie is Janet's adoptive daughter right?"
"Yes. We both ended up adopting her. She is off making her own place in the world. She is currently at Yale studying medicine, so it's easier on me knowing she is not at home waiting for me."
"I can relate to that. That's one of the reasons why Trisha and I couldn't make it work. I was being called off on active service in Iraq more times than expected and the waiting killed off our relationship. Trisha would be near hysterical by the time I returned from a tour. She hadn't seen front line duty for a while and didn't understand the turmoil I was going through every time I left. To be honest, it started to interfere with my ability to think straight when on a mission and I was afraid it would eventually get me or someone else killed. We had a long discussion about it and agreed it was best to part and stop the pressure. There were other factors that also played a part in the decision."
"I understand completely. That's why I had to change my mind set. It's not an ideal life Dana, but we all make it work in our own way."
"Lucky for me I don't have anyone waiting for me at home, so I am free of that burden."
"I am sure that situation will change in time, and my only advice to you is not to be consumed by your work. Give it one hundred per cent when on duty, but use every second of your downtime off base."
"I can do that," replied Dana cheerfully.
"Unfortunately, I didn't learn that lesson until I become involved with Janet. We lost a lot of time together because we were spending all our spare time at the base and avoiding our feelings for each other. Love is very precious and you need to grab it, hold it close and protect it with everything you have. If I had my time all over again, I would gladly give up a permanent spot with SG-1 to be able to spend more time with someone I love. In the end, love is all that matters and everything else is insignificant."
"Sounds like good advice Sam. Work is all I have done for the past three years and that's one of the reasons I accepted this appointment. I needed a change and to wake up and start to enjoy life again."
"Amen to that," agreed Sam.
Dana giggled, "Besides, after seeing your photo, I had extra incentive to join your team."
Sam moved even closer, "Really and why is that?"
Dana placed a hand on Sam's left hip, "One look at you and I knew I wanted to meet you. You, SG-1 and SGC have been responsible for some incredible discoveries and developments over the years Colonel Carter and I wanted to come along for the ride and get to know you."
"I look forward to getting to know the woman behind the quick one-liners," replied Sam. Without thinking, her hands were resting on top of Dana's forearms. She was in grave danger of leaning in and kissing her.
Dana felt Sam's fingers on her skin and suggested, "Unless you want me to kiss you, I think you should stop teasing my arms."
"No, I don't want that to happen, not here and not while we are on duty." She didn't remove her hands though.
In reply, Dana pushed off Sam and swam in the opposite direction towards the waterfall.
Sam watched her until she disappeared into the wall of water. She waited for several moments for Dana to reappear - she didn't. Sam panicked for a second then swam over. As her head broke through to the other side, she relaxed. Dana was lying across a flat rock shelf, her forearms were folded underneath her head and her eyes were closed. Sam cupped some water in her hands and splashed the woman.
"Hey there, I was taking a peaceful nap."
"You should have told me what you were planning, instead of making me worry."
"I didn't mean to concern you, I was just getting away so you wouldn't kiss me," joked Dana.
"I see, so are you saying you saved me from myself?"
"No not really. I was saving myself from doing more than just kiss you."
Sam effortlessly pulled herself out of the water and onto the ledge. She lowered herself alongside Dana and gently placed her head on the brunette's shoulder and rested a hand across Dana's stomach. "You know if this is how you look after five years supposedly behind a desk, I can't imagine how you appear when on active duty all the time."
Dana chuckled before retorting, "I am taller."
Sam laughed, "Liar."
Dana was trying to ignore the niggling arousal she was experiencing, but her body was having none of it. Having Sam so close and touching her was painful, "Can you please explain to me how I am supposed to refrain from kissing you when you are here like this?"
"I can't explain it. All I know is I want to be close to you at this particular moment in time and we are not out in the open."
"No, but we are still on duty."
"I have been thinking about that and technically, we are on a break."
Dana smirked, "Come on Sam that is playing it a little too thin."
"I know, but it was worth a try."
"It was a very good attempt."
"Thanks," said Sam. She wanted to kiss Dana badly and struggled with her own desire to do something about it and her loyalty to duty.
Dana's own body was on fire and she fought hard to disregard it. Her conviction to the USAF won and she finally relaxed.
Twenty minutes of silence was broken when Dana stirred, "We better make a move."
Sam reluctantly replied, "I guess so."
"You go first Sam. Go get dressed."
"You do realise our clothes will get wet?"
"Of course I do, that's I why I suggested you go first. You will have to lie in the sun and dry off first."
"Okay, I'll meet you there." Sam got up and dove into the water.
Dana kept her eyes closed and waited a good three minutes before following.
-o-
Sam was reclined on top of a large smooth rock when Dana walked out of the water and without saying a word, lay down beside her. Once she was settled, she was surprised when Sam slid a hand down between them and entwined fingers with hers.
"Colonel Carter, you are a bloody tease."
"Thank you for the compliment Colonel Ridley, I am glad you noticed."
"Oh I noticed all right. By the way, I particularly like your landing strip."
Sam burst out laughing and finally replied, "I haven't heard that expression in years. While on the subject, yours is rather alluring to say the least."
Dana guffawed, "Thank goodness for modern laser technology I say."
"Do you think it has anything to do with the fact we are both pilots?"
It was Dana's turn to chortle hard, so hard she had to stop herself from falling off the rock, "You know, I never thought of that before. Good one Sam.
"Thanks, I do try."
Dana slipped off the boulder a short time later and dressed. Sam's eyes were closed as she didn't think she could handle seeing Dana naked for much longer. She followed after she heard boots crunching on the ground.
-o-
The remainder of the afternoon sailed by and the two officers returned to the campsite with overflowing backpacks of specimens. The guys were already in the storage tent cataloguing items.
Daniel stuck his head out past the flap and declared, "By the looks of things, we have more than enough samples."
"Sounds good to me Danny," replied Sam.
"In that case why don't you two head back through the Gate," he suggested.
"I have a better idea. Why don't Sam and I start packing up the camp, load the F.R.E.D. and as the new kid, it will be my shout for first round at the nearest bar," put forward Dana.
Mitchell pushed past Daniel and responded, "I like your idea better Ridley, although I thought Carter might be in a rush to get her hands on these samples."
"No Mitchell, I'm not. I'd rather have a beer, so let's get a move on."
-o-
It took just over an hour to pack up camp and another two hours to reach the Gate. Sam was surprised when Ridley asked to use the dial home device. "Be my guest, do you have the code?" she said.
"I do, General Hammond passed it on to me yesterday."
Sam stepped back from the D.H.D. and watched as Dana programmed in the correct sequence. Sam activated her garage door opener and punched in the numbers for the Iris code. The Gate activated, quickly followed by the appearance of the Energy Vortex, then the Event Horizon. Mitchell sent the M.A.L.P. and the F.R.E.D. through first and the team followed closely behind.
They were greeted by a Security Force, medical staff and General Hammond's voice booming from the Control Room, "Welcome home SG-1. Close up the iris. Debrief 1900 hours people."
After securing her weapons in the Armoury, Dana was ushered into the lift by a nurse, escorted to the twenty first level then led to an examination cubicle.
Sam walked by and offered her a sympathetic pat on the shoulder, "This is the worst part of a mission." She disappeared behind a nearby curtain with a giggle.
Sam was discharged from the Infirmary thirty five minutes later and made her way to Level twenty five to offload her gear into her locker. She raced to her quarters, showered and changed into bike leathers and boots. After grabbing her helmet, she went to her lab on Level twenty one, booted up her computer and searched for Dana's records. Once she found what she was looking for, she printed off a copy and placed it in a folder stamped top secret. Minutes later, she was sitting in the Briefing Room, reading the extensive file on Colonel Dana Ridley and waiting for the other team members to arrive.
-o-
Dana reached her quarters with ten minutes to spare before the debriefing was scheduled to commence. Taking a quick shower, she exclaimed an expletive when she realised all her bags had not arrived from her apartment yet and she hadn't had time to organise base overalls or extra fatigues. Besides clean underwear, the only clothing she had to change into was her dirty fatigues or her blue dress uniform.
She finally approached the Briefing Room two minutes late. Opening the door, she was prepared to launch into an apology when she discovered Sam was the only occupant in the room.
Sam looked up from her reading material and grinned. She thought Dana looked exceptionally good in her dress blues and she actually giggled when she noted the ribbons, Master Pilot badge, Senior Space/Missile badge and Basic Intelligence badge. The medal board particularly took up the full left hand side of Dana's jacket. "Five years behind a desk my ass," thought Sam. "She would have been lucky to have spent a week there."
Ridley took in Sam's attire and thought, "Bike leathers, how delicious is this woman?" She took a seat at the end of the table, the furthest away from Sam as possible. She was about to say something, when Sam raised a finger to her lips.
"Welcome to your first SGC debriefing Ridley. As you can see, we are sticklers for timing. We don't start until everyone has been cleared by medical and that holds up proceedings sometimes. I'm glad to see you got out early, they usually poke and torture the newbies for hours."
Ridley's mouth formed into a smirk, "They did all that yesterday morning when I first arrived for duty at 0700 hours. Speaking of arrivals, my bags are a no-show, hence the uniform."
Sam stayed focused and asked, "Do you have a vehicle?"
"Yes a rental, why?"
"When we are finished here, you can follow me to my house. We are basically the same size, so you can borrow some clothes and we can have a change of venue for drinks. I have two cases of beer on hand and enough steak in the freezer to feed a small army."
Dana raised an eyebrow, "Beer and a barbeque? You won me."
Sam grinned, "By the way, just so you are up to speed, every room except the locker rooms, private quarters and restrooms are monitored for visual and audio."
Ridley nodded, "Thanks for the heads up Carter."
"Welcome Ridley."
Ridley casually glanced downwards, "What are you reading?" She knew it was her dossier, but wanted to see if Sam would disclose that fact.
"Just some interesting data off my computer," answered Sam with a mischievous grin.
"Well, don't let me interrupt you, go ahead and read. I am sure I will hear all about it later." Dana smiled at Sam cheekily.
"Indeed you will. Here's another piece of information for you; all the senior ranked Officers have top secret clearance here."
Ridley caught the glint in Sam's eyes, "Yes I know and that's three levels below what I have courtesy of the Pentagon."
Sam smiled broadly and lowered her eyes back to the file.
-o-
The other SG-1 members and General Hammond arrived shortly thereafter and took their seats.
"Okay people, let's get started. Anything to report Teal'c?" asked Hammond.
"Indeed General. It was a most prosperous mission made easier by the return of Colonel Carter and the addition of Colonel Ridley. I would also like to welcome you back General, you have been greatly missed."
Hammond dropped his command persona for a second, "Thank you for your report Teal'c and I missed you too. Doctor Jackson, anything from you?"
Daniel adjusted the glasses on his nose and answered, "Yes General. We managed to collect some very interesting specimens. Many appear to have medicinal properties, so initial testing indicates, and welcome back General, it's good to see you again."
Hammond cleared his throat then continued, "Excellent news Doctor and I am glad to be back. Colonel Mitchell, anything to add?"
"Not much to add General. Smooth sailing with no concerns and welcome back Sir. Sir, just one last thing, can I request that Colonel Ridley become our permanent cook?"
Hammond smiled crookedly, "Thank you Colonel and I will take your request under advisement and get back to you in due course. Colonel Carter anything you wish to say?"
"Just three points Sir. One - it's good to see you at the head of this table again. Two - Colonel Ridley is an excellent addition to the team. Three - drinks and barbeque at my house after we finish here and that includes you Sir."
"Thank you Colonel Carter. Colonel Ridley, do you have anything?"
"Sir, I would just like to say how privileged I am to be part of SG-1 and am looking forward to the next mission."
"Thank you Colonel Ridley. I am glad to see you this eager and I expect everyone's mission reports by 1000 hours tomorrow. People, I believe that concludes this meeting, dismissed."
When Hammond exited the room and returned to his office, the others stood up from the table.
Turning his head, Mitchell looked at Ridley's jacket, "Shazam Ridley, you have had a busy career!"
"What can I say Mitchell, you can't keep a good girl down."
Mitchell smiled audaciously, "There is an obvious line there Ridley, but I will leave it alone."
Dana quipped, "I, for one appreciate that Mitchell."
Daniel grabbed Mitchell by the arm, "Come on Cam, no time for flirting. If you want a ride with Teal'c and me, you better get moving."
"Okay guys. See you at your house Carter, you too Ridley."
"Will do Mitchell," replied Dana.
Sam looked up from the folder and muttered, "Yeah. See you all soon." She closed the file and made for the door, "Would you like to stay the night, I have plenty of room?"
"Thanks for the offer Carter; that will be better than staying alone in my quarters. I will just grab my gear and meet you topside."
"See you there," Sam replied before disappearing out the doorway.
-o-
Dana pulled up behind Sam in the driveway. She watched as Sam gracefully slid off her bike and manually opened the garage door. Dana thought Sam was poetry in motion as she eased back onto her bike and parked to the back of the structure. Sam jumped off her bike and motioned for Dana to park inside the garage. Dana did, then alighting from the vehicle, grabbed her duffle bag and followed the host. She stood by while Sam went to the workbench and replaced the battery in the door remote before securing the garage door.
Sam led her to the front door and ushered her inside. Turning off the security system, she closed the front door. She finally removed her helmet, untied her pigtail and ran her fingers through long blonde locks.
Dana watched her in silence and thoroughly enjoyed the view.
Unzipping her jacket, Sam pulled out the file from underneath. Also revealed was a dark blue tee shirt embossed with the slogan: Anything Boys Can Do - Girls Can Do Better!
Dana smiled, "I see you have a naughty side."
"That I do. By the way, you look extremely good in dress blues."
Dana's face flushed red, "Uhm, thank you and from your photo, let's just say you don't look too shabby yourself. Not that you aren't looking extremely beautiful right now."
Sam blushed before replying, "Thank you Dana."
The name change from Sam made Dana smile and relax.
"If you want to stow your gear and change clothes, it's the first door on the right up the stairs."
"Appreciate it Sam."
"I'll just go put some beer in the freezer. There is only half a dozen in the fridge and the guys will be here soon."
Dana started up the steps, "I won't be long. I can offer up my services and make a salad for dinner, if you like?"
"That works for me." Sam smiled to herself as she watched Dana's skirt encased rear end move gracefully up the stairs.
Dana entered the room cautiously and was pleasantly surprised to find it was Sam's bedroom. Her entire body shuddered with the thought that Sam intended for them to sleep together. She placed her duffle bag down and out of the way. After retrieving her toiletries bag, she placed it on the counter in the bathroom. Dana took the opportunity to take in every inch of Sam's inner sanctuary and jumped when she felt a tap on the shoulder.
"Sorry, I was miles away," she explained without a hint of the embarrassment she was feeling.
"I didn't mean to scare you. I am doing a load of laundry. Do want to hand me your fatigues and anything else that may be dirty?"
Dana turned to face Sam, "Well, considering the rest of my clothing is MIA and I am down to my last two pairs of clean underwear that would be greatly appreciated."
Sam laughed, "Pass it over then."
Dana knelt down on one knee and retrieved dirty laundry from her bag. She handed it over to Sam and when their fingers touched, she felt a wave of electricity wash over her.
Sam felt it too and didn't know what to say.
Dana gulped down hard then enquired, "Want me to make a start on that salad?"
Sam's voice lowered, "Not yet, I have something better in mind."
Dana was shaking with anticipation, "You do?"
"Yes - this," Sam dropped the clothing to the floor and wrapped her arms around Dana's slim waist. Dana melted into the embrace and the blonde pulled her closer and lowered her mouth.
Dana's hands went to Sam's hips and she fell into the kiss. Sam's lips were soft and warm and Dana allowed her to take control.
Moments later, Dana heard herself moan as Sam's eager lips parted. She opened her mouth to allow Sam's tongue entry. The kiss intensified as their tongues skilfully explored new territories. Dana whimpered softly as Sam again increased the intensity of the kiss. As their tongues continued with their wild dance of passion, Dana removed her hands from Sam, reached up and placed them on either side of the blonde's face.
Dana needed to take control and show Sam how crazy her kiss was driving her. She took Sam's lower lip between hers and gently sucked. Sam groaned deeply in the back of her throat and Dana was desperate to hear it again. She moved her left hand to the back of Sam's head and gradually pushed her backwards and onto the bed. Dana was rewarded with another deep throated groan. Swimming in her own wetness, she was eager for release.
Sam was highly aroused and aching to feel Dana's touch on her bare skin. She wanted to be totally possessed by her and in return, urgently needed to take Dana. Her underpants were soaked through from the stimulation of the kiss and she groaned again as Dana pushed her thigh up and onto the leather surrounding her crotch. She grabbed Dana by the shoulders and pulled her down onto her own body.
Dana moaned loudly as their bodies met in full contact.
Sam reached for the buttons on Dana's jacket and undid them as quickly as her shaking hands would allow. She slipped her hands inside the loose jacket and removed the tie. This was swiftly followed by Sam unbuttoning Dana's dress shirt.
Dana reached for her jacket and pulled it off her shoulders. She was eager to assist Sam and no sooner did it hit the floor, then Sam slid Dana's shirt off. It unceremoniously hit the floor too and their kiss remained unbroken. Dana's head felt like jelly and she thought she was about to faint from the pure power of being with Sam.
Lifting herself up slightly, Sam unclasped the front of Dana's bra then slid it from her shoulders. In response, Dana moved her arms to allow the garment to fall to the bed.
Sam finally broke the kiss and looked into Dana's eyes, "You are so incredibly beautiful."
Dana struggled to find her voice, "So are you and that was one hell of a first kiss."
In reply, Sam lifted her head off the bed and gently took a mouthful of Dana's left breast.
"Oh Sam," gasped Dana as she grabbed Sam's head in her hands.
Sam continued to tease Dana's firm flesh and hard nipple with her mouth, tongue and lips.
Dana was busy off on another planet and moaned when she felt Sam press onto her knee. Reaching down between their bodies, Dana undid Sam's leather pants. She slid them down as far as she could, before Sam helped her. Dana grabbed Sam's jacket and slipped it off and then removed her tee shirt. Next, she unhooked Sam's bra and gasped with marvel when the full breasts fell free from their constraints. "Sam, you are absolutely beyond beautiful." She crushed her mouth to Sam's and kissed her hungrily.
In reaction, Sam kicked off her boots and used her feet to push her pants off her legs. She ended the kiss and returned her mouth to Dana's breast.
Dana felt like she was close to heaven and had never been on this level before while making love. What Sam was making her feel from manipulating her breasts was a totally new experience and the sensation unexplainable. Her entire body was trembling and aflame with a passion that was indescribable. She reached around and unzipped her skirt and Sam was helpful with its removal. For the first time during her career, she was glad she had been forced to wear a skirt instead of her usual uniform trousers.
Having lost all reasonable thought, Sam actually tore off Dana's panty hose.
Dana flipped off her shoes and used her feet to dispose of the ripped nylon. She pushed off her panties and Sam whimpered along with her when Dana's wetness pressed onto Sam's thigh.
Sam's mouth released Dana's breast and Dana looked into glazed eyes. Slowly she slid two fingers between Sam's silken lips. Dana's voice was husky with want, "Oh Sam, you are drenched."
Sam smiled sweetly, "So are you." She pushed herself onto Dana's fingers in silent search of a release.
"Touch me Sam, please," pleaded Dana.
Sam rose up and reached for Dana's moisture. Dana ground into her hand and Sam responded by sliding two digits over Dana's engorged clitoris. Dana mimicked Sam's tempo as her fingers sought out Sam's hard node. Sam arched up to meet her new lover's strokes and lowered her mouth onto Dana's left breast again. She gently pulled on the nipple with her teeth.
Dana cried out with pure ecstasy, "Oh god … yes Sam."
Sam reciprocated huskily, "Yes … yes … oh god Dana." She felt the tremors start and she increased her rhythm as did Dana.
Ten minutes elapsed before Dana moaned loudly as she climaxed hard, covering Sam's digits with her secretion.
Sam groaned and followed one stroke later. She fell back onto the bed and panted out, "Oh god Dana, thank you."
Dana snuggled into Sam's chest, "Why are you thanking me?"
"For reminding me how good this feels." Sam wrapped her arms around Dana.
"In that case, thank you. It's been a while for me." Dana moved and was lowering her lips to Sam's when they heard the sound of a car horn honking.
"Crap!" exclaimed Sam. "The guys are here."
Dana giggled, "Looks like we just made it in time."
Sam laughed, "Indeed. Quick, grab anything you need from the closet and drawers Dana and I'll meet you downstairs."
"No problem and sorry we ran out of time, I was just getting started."
Sam was stepping into the bathroom giggling, when she replied, "It's okay; we can take our time later."
"I am looking forward to that," Dana countered seductively.
Sam exited seconds later, grabbed her bra and tee shirt from the floor and put them on while reaching for a pair of fresh underpants from the bureau. She slipped them on and followed with a pair of three quarter length denim shorts before heading for the door. She held out her hand to Dana, "Come here, I forgot something."
Dana took her hand and Sam pulled her close, kissing her tenderly.
When the kiss ended, Sam suggested, "Take your time."
"I will and I'll tidy up the mess you left."
Sam was still giggling as she walked into the hallway. She was halfway down the stairs when the doorbell chimed. She ran her fingers through her hair in the hope of bringing some order to the wayward strands. She was trying to avoid, the "I've just had fast, incredible sex" look. She laughed again when she realised she just had and felt amazingly pleased with herself.
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Sam opened the door and was instantly smothered in a bear hug from Teal'c. He had come a long way emotionally in the ten years she had known him and she loved him like a brother.
Mitchell was next through the door and he was carrying a cake box. He kissed Sam on the cheek and gave her a cuddle. "We brought dessert and it's your favourite," he announced happily.
"Yummy, double whipped chocolate cake. Thanks guys. I haven't had any in quite a while."
"You're welcome Sam; I'll go put it in the kitchen."
He was pushed out of the way, "Move along son and let the old man through," said Hammond before he kissed and embraced Sam.
Sam held onto her old friend for a while and started to cry. She had missed George greatly and was relieved to have him back. "I'm so happy you made it. We have a lot of catching up to do," sobbed a tearful Sam.
George stepped back, "That we do Sam." He moved off to the kitchen with Teal'c and Mitchell.
Sam wiped away her tears and as Daniel stepped through the door, she wrapped her arms around him, kissing him on the cheek and whispered, "Thanks for the warning Daniel."
He pulled back and smiled, "Thought you might have needed it."
"You are way too intelligent my friend. What gave it away this time?"
"Oh the banter and eye contact. I am happy for you Sam and I really like Dana. We brought her a welcome present."
"I like her too Danny and need I ask what the present is?"
"No," Daniel replied curtly. "You'll guess it first try."
Sam was about the close the door, when its progress was halted by a boot.
"Is that anyway to treat an old friend Carter?"
"Jack, you son of a bitch, I thought you were still away on leave? Get in here and give me a hug."
"My pleasure Carter," he said as he stepped inside and embraced Sam tightly. He kissed her on the forehead before releasing her.
"It's good to see you."
"Likewise Carter, I've missed you kid. It's been too long between drinks."
"Well, we shall remedy that tonight Jack."
"I hope you got plenty of beer?"
"Two cases," she cheerfully replied.
"It's good I brought an extra one then." Jack leaned behind the door and picked up a case of Heineken. "That's the reason I am last through the door; I had to get it out of the car."
"Crap, some of us have to work tomorrow," declared Sam with hands on hips.
George appeared with beers for Sam and Jack, "Not anymore. Due to the fact you finished this mission early the team has the next four days off."
"What about the sample testing?"
"It's all taken care of Sam. We have people working on them as we speak."
"Thanks George. I will really appreciate the downtime and the extra staff."
"I think everyone will. Gone are the days of being overworked."
A chuckling Jack passed by them and went into the kitchen. Sam and George followed closely behind and George went through the back door to join the others out of the deck. The guys had already raided Sam's pantry for potato chips and peanuts and had them spread out across the table.
Jack took a swig of beer then asked, "So Carter, tell me where is the rookie? You know; the one that Mitchell can't stop talking about."
"She's upstairs getting changed. Her bags haven't arrived from D.C. yet."
Jack tilted his head at Sam and smiled, "So you came to her rescue? I don't suppose you happen to have her file on you?"
Sam smiled slyly, "Not on me, but if you happen to find your way into the study, you just never know what you might find on the desk."
Jack's smile broadened, "That's my girl, now excuse me while I check out your office."
Sam opened the refrigerator and handed Jack another beer, "Here, you will need this; it's more than a couple of pages worth of reading."
Jack slipped out of the kitchen and down the hallway. Sam grabbed a fresh beer and headed out to the back landing. She took a seat next to George and asked, "Can I interest you in doing the cooking honours?"
"Consider it done Sam."
"Thanks and if you'll excuse me, I'll just go check on Dana and see what is taking her so long."
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Dana finished dressing in a pair of Sam's black training shorts and an oversized USAF tee shirt. She'd stayed in the shower longer than she had intended, but the water had felt too relaxing against her tired muscles. She picked up her discarded uniform and hung it up in the closet and her underwear was tossed into the pile of forgotten dirty laundry. Dana picked up her ruined stockings and was just about to enter the ensuite to dispose of them, when she heard footsteps in the hallway.
Sam entered the bedroom, "You nearly ready?"
"Yeah, sorry I took so long," replied Dana apologetically.
Sam saw the nylons in Dana's hand and laughed, "Sorry about that, I got a little carried away with the moment."
Dana smirked, "I'm not."
Sam blushed, collected a few pieces of clothing and added them to the pile of laundry, "Actually, I'm not either."
Dana's face flushed with the memory as she stepped into the bathroom and popped the hose into the rubbish bin, "I'm ready."
Sam reached for her, "I'm not." She pulled the brunette into her embrace and kissed her passionately.
Dana was breathless when their lips parted moments later, "Shit, if you kiss me like that again I will have to borrow a pair of briefs."
Sam giggled, "In that case, I won't tease you anymore."
"Hey now, there is no need to be mean to me."
Sam laughed at the joke, "Come on, and bring that charm with you."
When the couple reached the bottom step Sam leaned in and whispered, "Daniel knows about us."
Dana smiled at Sam, "So there is an "us" then and that didn't take long to get out?"
"Oh Danny is good at reading people, especially me and I am not a one night stand kind of girl."
"That's good, because I have never had a one night stand before and I'm not about to start. I assume it was Daniel who blew the horn?"
"You got it."
"I really do like that man," Dana cheerfully admitted.
"He likes you too. See only two days in and you have fascinated all the team," teased Sam.
Dana followed the host into the kitchen and Sam handed her a beer.
"Cheers. I'll make that salad now and I'm not too sure about the charm."
Sam passed Dana ingredients from the fridge and Dana located a knife and chopping board.
"You'll find a bowl in the second cupboard on your right."
"By the way I really like your house; it's very open and comfortable," replied Dana while following the instructions.
"Thank you but it's not all my handy work. Cassie did a lot of redecorating when we first moved in."
"She has a good eye."
George walked into the kitchen, "Hello Dana."
"Hello Sir."
He smiled, "Number one rule in Sam's house - no rank."
Dana returned his smile, "I like that rule."
"Call me George."
"It's a deal George."
Sam leaned over the counter, "Are you looking for the steaks and more beer?"
"I am indeed Sam and you better make that four beers, the guys are thirsty."
"Coming right up," Sam handed over a tray of meat and four bottles. She restocked the fridge with beer from the freezer then refilled the freezer. She had the feeling it was going to be a long night and wanted to be prepared. Besides, when the friends all got together, the occasion tended to crept into the next day. When she finished organising the beer, she turned to Dana, "We all have the next four days off."
Dana's face lit up, "No way!"
"Yes way," joked Sam. "With the weekend, that makes six days of downtime. That's plenty of time for you to settle in."
"This break is excellent timing. I have rented a house close to base and the removal truck is due to arrive on Wednesday."
"I'll give you a hand to unpack," offered Sam. "Those burly men outside are sure to help out too."
Dana sliced into a tomato, "Too good to be true, talk about your whirlwind introduction to Stargate Command."
Sam looked directly at Dana and asked sincerely, "You want to slow things down a little and catch your breath?" She wasn't talking about SGC.
Dana understood the question's true meaning, "Yes please." She tilted her head downwards.
"If that is what you want."
Dana inhaled deeply, exhaled, took a mouthful of beer then replied, "Okay, that was my breather, I am good to go."
"Crap! I thought you were being serious."
Dana gave Sam one of her knock out smiles, "Sam, you will know when I am being serious remember?"
"I hope so. You had me worried there for a minute."
"Just so you know; I am being serious about what has happened between us. I know it has been fast, but I don't regret it."
Blue eyes sparkled, "I don't either Dana."
"Good," Dana wanted to kiss Sam but changed her mind. "Okay, the salad is done. Do you have any bread?"
"I've got a couple of French loaves in the freezer."
"Excellent, I'll whip up some garlic bread."
After retrieving the bread Sam organised cutlery and plates, "I'll just take these out to the deck."
"Okay sweetheart. Oops, I mean Sam."
Sam placed a gentle hand on Dana's arm, "Don't apologise, I like the way it sounded. You have a very intoxicating accent."
"I'll remember that for a more appropriate time and place."
"I hope you do," responded Sam before heading for the deck.
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Dana finished in the kitchen twenty minutes later, grabbed six beers and headed out back. "Hello guys. Would everyone like a fresh beer?" She handed over the bottles and sat in the vacant chair next to Teal'c.
Teal'c looked at her, "Colonel, can I ask where you were born?"
"You may Teal'c and I was born in Australia."
"That explains your dialect. So you and I have something in common."
"I like the idea of that Teal'c," replied Dana frankly.
"As do I Dana."
Jack stepped out on the deck, "Hey T, how come it took you years to call me O'Neil and here you are calling the rookie by her first name after only two days?"
"O'Neil you grew on me, whereas Dana and I share a common bond. We both come from a different land."
"Can't argue with your logic T," conceded Jack graciously.
Dana stood up and extended her hand towards Jack, "Sir, it's an honour to meet you."
Jack shook the firm hand, "No Sirs around here, it's the number one rule and I am pleased to meet you Ridley. Your record is outstanding. I'd say it's on a par with Carter's, Mitchell's and mine."
"I doubt that. You are a legend at the Pentagon."
"See kids, I am a legend. Now I can die a happy man."
Daniel laughed, "Then who would be our guru Jack?"
"That's a good point Danny; I better hang around a little longer then."
Dana heard the buzz of the oven timer in the background, "Excuse me everyone."
"Good timing Dana, the steaks are ready," announced George.
"Cool," replied Dana as she entered the house.
Jack followed closely behind her, "I'll give you a hand rookie."
Sam and the others knew Jack was only helping so he could drill Dana for information about herself. The pair returned momentarily with salad, bread and more beer.
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"Great job on the steak George," remarked Mitchell moments later.
"Thanks Cameron."
Daniel raised his fork towards Dana, "Wonderful dressing."
"I am glad you like it. Remind me to give you the recipe sometime."
"Hey Carter, you are being rather quiet," noted Jack. "Is everything okay?"
"I'm fine Jack, just soaking up the atmosphere and relaxing." She was also watching the interaction between Dana and the others.
"Good to hear Carter. While I have everyone's attention, would any of you like to come up to my place for some bike riding on your days off?"
Cameron answered first, "Count me in Jack and I'll bring the beer."
"Me too," replied Daniel.
"Make that three Jack," confirmed Teal'c.
"I can't make it until the weekend, I have to unpack Wednesday and get settled in," replied Dana.
"Weekend is good, what about you Carter?"
"Pencil me in for the weekend too Jack, I promised to give Dana a hand."
"Weekend for me too," answered George. "I have a school recital to go to with my granddaughter Kayla."
"Excellent kids and the boys and I will offer our services to you for Wednesday Dana."
"Appreciate that Jack. Cheers everyone."
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Cameron and Daniel offered to clean up after dinner and Sam excused herself and went upstairs. She organised pillows, blankets and bed rolls and took them downstairs. She set the bed rolls up in the living room and made up the couch. Going into the kitchen, she collected the cake, plates and forks.
"Dessert time," she announced as she set the cake down on the table and went about cutting and distributing it. "Now, before I get too drunk to remember, George you as in the spare room, Jack you have your usual bed in Cassie's room. Teal'c you have the couch, Daniel and Cameron, you guys score the sleeping bags."
As the group moved onto the third case of beer, Jack stood and announced, "I'd like to make a toast, to all our friends and loved ones who can't be here with us tonight."
"Cheers," the others chorused. No one was close to sober and the mood was jovial and relaxed.
Cameron looked over at the newest addition, "Say Dana … those ribbons on your dress blues … were pretty impressive. You … must have racked up some serious air time and battle duty? I thought you had a desk job … at the Pentagon?"
"I did Cameron, but I was also on-call for active deployment. I managed seven tours of Iraq while I was there. I was all that and a bag of chips," she giggled at herself.
"No … shit!" slurred Cameron. "That's a lot and I salute you," he nearly poked himself in the eye attempting a salute.
Danna laughed at his antics and saluted back, "Cheers mate."
Jack waved his beer around in the air and scoffed, "Don't be so modest Dana."
"What … do you mean Jack?"
"Kids, Dana here holds the record for the most successful flight missions with tours in Afghanistan and Iraq. She's one hell of a Flygirl, who by the way, has flown over two thousand hours and kicked some serious butt. She is right up there with Carter and Mitchell. Oh and she is pretty damned handy in the field too."
Dana realised Jack must have read her file and assumed it had come from Sam.
"Wow," blurted out a drunken Daniel. He was impressed, but couldn't put two words together.
"My kind of woman," uttered Cameron and a light bulb went off in his inebriated brain. "Hey you must … be Kanga, I heard … about you. Shit, we have … Kanga in our team."
"Kanga?" inquired Teal'c with an arched left eyebrow.
"Yes, it's one of my nicknames. Back in Australia we have a marsupial called a kangaroo and it's a common nickname for Australians in the military while in overseas countries or they get tagged with Skip or Skippy which refers to a television show about a kangaroo. It also happens to be the Australian Air Force's mascot and is on all the aircraft."
"I understand Dana, perhaps one day you will show me a picture of this animal whose name you carry."
"Be my pleasure mate."
Daniel suddenly found his grammar skills, "That … reminds … me." He reached under his chair and withdrew the present. He stood on unsteady feet and continued, "This is the team's welcome gift for you."
She gracefully took the present off him, "Cheers everyone." Dana unwrapped the paper and laughed loudly when she saw it was an identical tee shirt to the one Sam was wearing.
"Put it on Dana," suggested Cameron.
"All right, give me a second." Dana stood, wobbled a little and to everyone's surprise, lifted off her tee shirt and donned the new one.
Cameron just sat open mouthed and thought he'd died and gone to heaven. Jack, Teal'c and George were impressed with her muscle definition while Daniel was giggly and Sam was just down right horny. Dana smiled at them all then sat back down.
"Looks good on you, real good," Daniel uttered after a nanosecond of silence.
The others agreed collectively with nods of their heads.
Dana tittered then announced, "Thanks everyone, I will cherish it forever."
"Just like Carter does," joked Jack.
Sam raised her hand, "It's true; I really do."
George stumbled to his feet, "I believe it is my turn to get the beer."
"That it is George," slurred Teal'c.
Sam staggered to her feet and went inside to the bathroom down the hall. When she returned, George had taken her chair, so she sat down next to Dana.
"Yo George, you haven't … told us why the President and top brass at Homeworld Security … have decided to throw more money our way?" asked Cameron.
"It's a simple explanation really. After the events of last year they had more than a wakeup call and everybody jumped on the SGC bandwagon. The President has more support than he's ever had, that's why he asked me to come back and get the place back up to speed."
"And the … extra staff?" inquired Daniel.
"The powers that be conceded you guys have been pushed to the limits and need more downtime after missions to reduce the risk of burn out. More than ever they realised the work we do is top priority. They recognised the fact that some areas have been allowed to continue to operate undermanned. Of course, it helped that Jack was in our corner pushing for the changes."
Jack waved his hand around in the air, "You can all thank me later."
Cameron was slightly more alert, "Besides the fact that Kanga here is an outstanding pilot and combat soldier, why was she brought into the team?"
"That's an easy one to answer son, Dana holds a Ph.D. in Quantum Physics. As well as a Bachelor of engineering degree in ComputerSystems and a Bachelor of Science degree in Physics - valuable in our line of work."
Cameron was impressed and exclaimed, "Wicked!"
Dana laughed, "Yeah Cameron, I am a geek too."
Daniel proudly said, "It's good to have more company."
Sam erupted with laughter, "I've just realised the geeks outnumber the grunts for once."
Everyone laughed at Sam's analogy.
"Yeah, but you and Dana count as Air Force grunt too," quipped Cameron.
"Good point Cam," conceded Jack.
"But in our hearts, we will always be geeks," joked Sam.
Cameron chuckled, "Not with those knockout bodies you're not."
"Was that a compliment?" inquired Sam with a cupped hand to her right ear.
"I believe it was Sam," answered Dana.
Cameron slurred, "Yo … Dana."
"Yes Cameron?"
"You single?" he asked optimistically.
Dana cocked her left eyebrow, "Why do you want to know?"
Cameron smirked, "Just for future reference."
"In that case, I am seeing someone."
"Oh drat," remarked Cameron downheartedly.
Daniel sniggered, "Missed out again hey!"
"It would appear so."
Dana smiled when she felt Sam's hand move to the back of her chair and slowly caress the nape of her neck. The touch was soft and very comforting and Dana was lost in the contact.
"Maybe you need some dating tips Cameron," stirred Jack.
"Nah, I will work it out for myself, but thanks for the offer."
Sam leaned in and whispered into Dana's ear, "You look very cute in that shirt and I really want to kiss you right now."
Dana was smitten with Sam's confession and quietly replied, "Thank you."
Jack laughed then stated, "Hey Carter! Rule number six - no whispering at the table."
"Crap Jack!" responded a surprised Sam.
"Come on Carter, you know the rule. If you get caught whispering, you have to repeat it out loud to everyone," Jack was thoroughly enjoying himself.
Sam was drunk enough to comply, "I just told Dana that the team shirt looks good on her." She left the rest out because she didn't want to embarrass herself, but more importantly, Dana.
Dana was drunk enough, not to give a toss.
"Now that's what I'm talking about," said Cameron enthusiastically.
Teal'c looked at Dana and commented, "I think Mitchell has what you call a crush."
"I think so too," added Daniel, always willing to take the mickey out of Cameron.
"Ahh Cameron, get over it," said Dana jokingly.
"What! Get over what?" he asked with a hint of being affronted.
Dana laughed and answered, "Me. I told you before I am seeing someone."
Cameron chortled, "I can wait."
"Not for me you can't," replied Dana. Unsure of how far to take the conversation, she did notice that no one else seemed interested in stopping it.
"Why? What's wrong with me?"
Jack jumped up, raced to the kitchen and returned with more beer before Dana started to answer.
"There's nothing wrong with you Mitchell. You are a really good looking guy, funny and have an outstanding service record, but you just aren't my type."
Jack murmured, "Oh boy, here we go."
Daniel followed Jack's comment, "This is not going to be pretty."
"I agree with you there son," chimed in George.
Cameron finished off his beer and reached for another, "What do you mean, not your type?"
Sam looked at Cameron, "For crap's sake Cam, you can be dense sometimes. I have a better chance of a date with Dana then you do." She suddenly realised she had just outed Dana. She removed her hand from the back of Dana's neck and placed it on Dana's thigh. To her relief, Dana interlocked her fingers with Sam's and gave her a reassuring squeeze.
Everyone laughed except Cameron, his mouth was agape as he stared at Sam, "You mean Dana's gay?"
"Bingo!" cheered Dana.
"What a waste," Cameron muttered.
Dana joked, "Not for the lesbians of the world Cameron and can we now move onto another subject besides my sexuality?"
"Before we do Dana, I have something I'd like to say on the matter," remarked George seriously.
"Go right ahead," she replied, having a good idea what he was about to say.
"Cameron, you need to understand that as far as the SGC is concerned, a member's sexual preference in not an issue or a concern. I have gotten to know you on and off over the years and I respect you, but if you don't show Dana the same respect regard her sexuality, I will come down on you like a ton of bricks. This conversation goes no further and if I find out you have spoken out of turn about Dana, I will have you immediately dismissed from the SGC. Each and every member of SG-1 is expected to do everything in their power to protect one another and that includes this. The Don't Ask, Don't Tell rule is out-dated and has no place in this team. If you don't or won't understand that, I suggest you say something now."
Cameron looked directly at George, "I understand fully and I agree with everything you said. Sorry for being the Lord of Idiots Dana."
"It's okay Cameron, we have all had too many beers and thank you George, I appreciate your kind words."
Sam removed her hand from Dana's and got to her feet, "Well, now that is all out in the open, it's only fair I say something." She faced Cameron and continued, "The reason for this agreement between us is because of me. If it wasn't for these incredible people, I wouldn't be here. Eight years ago, they enveloped my partner and me in their protective arms and held us safe for five years until she died in the line of duty. Since then they have walked me out of the darkness of my despair and back into the light of the living."
"Oh Jesus Sam, I am so sorry. You are talking about Doctor Fraiser, right?" a suddenly sombre Cameron said.
"Don't be sorry Cameron, we had five fantastic love filled years together. It was before your time, but you are one of us and as such deserve to know the truth."
"Thank you for being so honest with me Sam."
"Oh and one last thing, the person Dana is seeing is me," Sam said then sat down.
"Pay up gentlemen," stated Jack joyfully.
George, Teal'c, Daniel and Cameron each handed Jack fifty dollars.
"Holy Hannah Jack, you bet on me?"
"Sure did Carter."
"So what was the wager for?" asked Dana inquisitively.
"I bet the guys that Carter would disclose she was involved with someone by the end of the night."
"Smooth Jack," joked Sam. "Real smooth my friend."
"Lucky I didn't get in on the action, I would have lost fifty bucks too," divulged Dana with a titter.
Everyone laughed for some time and Jack gleefully pocketed his winnings.
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By one in the morning, both Sam and Dana had switched to drinking water. Sam didn't want to end the night in a drunken stupor and Dana had other plans for them once the couple went to bed. Jack kept Dana entertained for a further two hours recounting tales of SG-1's earlier exploits. She noted that Sam had saved the day at the last moment on more than one occasion. She sat back and listened when each team member interjected with their own version of events. Dana noticed the absence of bravado during the narrations and was pleased no one appeared to be a complete jar head. She had had her fair share of them when in war torn lands and was relieved with the change.
A short time later, Dana was lost in thought when George excused himself and went to bed. Teal'c and Daniel soon followed.
"Down to four," pointed out Jack.
"Looks like it," replied Sam.
"Make that three people," announced Cameron as he staggered to his feet, "Thanks for a great night Sam, night all." He stumbled inside and out of view.
"So Jack, how did you know I was involved with Dana?" inquired Sam.
"It was easy Carter. First of all your hair was giving off that "I've just had great sex" look and once I started reading Dana's file, I knew you wouldn't be able to resist her."
"Crap, am I that transparent?"
"Hell no Carter, but you do have first-rate taste in women."
Dana coughed, "You do know I am still here, right?"
"Yeah, we know. Get used to it Dana," replied Jack.
"All right then," Dana said acceptingly.
"Admit it Carter, you are attracted to strong, intelligent, independent women and if they have a few PhDs to their names, then all the better."
"Jack!" exclaimed Sam, suddenly embarrassed.
"Hey Carter, don't complain. I know I wouldn't."
"Who's complaining?"
Dana stood, "Does anyone need anything from the kitchen?"
"Coffee would be good," answered Jack. It was time to stop drinking beer; he was enjoying the conversation far too much.
"A slice of cake would be nice please," replied Sam with a grin.
"Coming right up," remarked Dana as she entered the hallway.
"So how was it Carter?"
Sam blushed brightly and slapped Jack on the arm, "Oh my god, why don't you be subtle Jack."
Jack bellowed with laughter, "Since when have you known me to be subtle?"
Sam giggled, "Oh that is so true."
"By the look of you, I am guessing Dana is just what you need."
Sam shook her head at her friend, "To tell you the truth Jack, I am scared."
"Why Carter?" a concerned Jack asked.
"I'm petrified because things have happened so fast. I've known Dana for two days and have already been intimate with her."
Jack patted her on the shoulder, "Carter, sometimes it just happens that way. Tell me this, do you regret it?"
"No, I'm just confused."
"So where's the problem?"
Just then Dana stepped through the doorway carrying coffee and cake. "I brought a piece for you too Jack," she explained as she passed a plate to Sam. "Well, it's been a long day guys, I am off to bed. Jack, it's been an absolute pleasure meeting you. See you later."
Dana was gone before either of them could reply. She padded though the living room quietly and ascended the stairs two at a time. Entering Sam's bedroom, she picked up a pillow and spare blanket from the foot of the bed. Slipping back into the living room, she found a spare piece of floor in the corner. She settled herself on the carpet and tossed the blanket over her body. She knew Sam was expecting them to sleep together, so had she, but after overhearing Sam's confession of confusion to Jack, she decided to slow things down. Dana was in no doubt the reason behind Sam's uncertainty - she was feeling guilty for betraying Janet. She wasn't surprised, she knew how much Sam loved Janet and even after three years, the evidence of how strong their love was littered Sam's house. The place was filled with personal memories of Janet, from photo's to personal items - like the coffee mug embossed with Janet's name she came across when looking for cups in the kitchen earlier.
After hearing Sam's words, Dana knew it was best to take a step back and allow the other woman to set the pace. Her own emotions were all over the place, it was the first time she had been close to someone since Trisha and she was feeling guilty too. Her heart and body had already surrendered to Sam, but now it was her head's turn to settle it all down. Content with her decision, Dana soon fell into a deep sleep.
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"It's just us two now," pointed out Jack after Dana left.
"Looks that way," agreed Sam. She had an urge to follow Dana. Something wasn't right because she was too quick to depart or make eye contact.
Jack noted to look of worry on Sam's face; she was off somewhere else in her mind. "She'll be okay Sam."
"You don't think she overheard us?"
"Probably," slurred Jack.
"Crap!"
"Don't stress Carter. After you finish your coffee, you can go upstairs and sort it out."
"Good idea Jack."
"By the way, the reason you are feeling apprehensive is guilt."
"What?"
"You are feeling guilty for having sex with someone for the first time since we lost Janet."
Sam frowned with recognition, "Have you been studying psychology since you took over at Homeworld Security?"
"Nope, I just know you too well Carter. I was the same way after Sara and I broke up, but we all have to move on at some stage."
"I know Jack. I thought I had. It's been a while since I have been as bold as I have these past two days. I learnt from my time with Janet not to procrastinate."
"Good, so don't pull back now, talk to Dana. Tell her how you feel and for shit's sake, work it out. The two of you are perfect for each other. By the way, have you read all of her file?"
"No, I have four pages to go."
"I'll save you the trouble and time. Before, when George was reciting her academic achievements, he left out a couple."
"Really?" asked Sam excitedly.
"Yep, she's more of a geek then you are Carter, which I find very hard to believe."
Sam laughed out loud, "Go on Jack."
"She's got a PhD in Theoretical Mathematics and Astrophysics like you."
"No wonder I am attracted to her."
"Dana is a fully trained Field Medic too."
Sam's smile spread across her face, "Holy Hannah! That's very commendable."
Jack laughed, "Oh Carter you got it bad for her. You find all that intellect a turn on don't you?"
"Oh … yeah."
"Carter, you crack me up. I have to admit though, she is the total package, kind of reminds me of you."
Sam blushed deeply, "Thanks Jack, that's so sweet and yes, she is incredibly well put together."
"Well, that's not the last of her impressive record."
Surprised, Sam asked, "You mean there is more?"
"Oh yeah Carter, there is. She was part of an assault team stationed in Iraq six months ago. They were on a classified mission and got their asses kicked by insurgents. They lost five out of their unit of ten. During the last assault, the team was hit really hard and two guys got badly wounded and along with another, got stranded in a heavily bombed building. The unit hardly had any ammo left. Dana and another team member managed to get to the others. They took out the enemy in hand to hand combat and Dana dragged the two wounded soldiers out and kept them alive until they were extracted."
"Holy Hannah!" exclaimed a shocked Sam.
"Indeed Carter. You have got yourself one hell of a team member there and if you play your cards right, a brilliant girlfriend."
Sam huffed, "She sure is awe-inspiring. I was amazed to see all the ribbons and badges on her jacket. She is not far behind you Jack and has only served twenty years. I bet the Australian Air Force were pissed they lost her."
"I bet the top brass still are and she does remind me of myself."
"Actually, I think she is the female version of you Jack."
"Yeah, she's got some humdinger one liners." Jack finished his coffee, "Did George tell you she was handpicked?"
"No, he didn't, who by?"
"George," replied Jack.
"Really? Well, so far so good."
"You know it makes me seriously consider leaving Homeworld Security and returning to SGC for one final hoorah and have the chance to see Dana in action before I retire. Besides, I am tired of all the bullshit that is Washington, D.C. and I have been dating again and it's getting to a point where I am ready to settle down again."
Sam looked at Jack, "Okay on the first part of all that, don't tease me about coming back to SGC. You know we would all love to have you back and as for the second part, I am very happy for you Jack. When do we get to meet this woman?"
"I'm not teasing you Carter. I miss you guys and you never know what will happen. As for meeting the mysterious woman in my life, you will get to meet her on Friday."
"Oh that has just made this day even better."
Jack yawned and stood, "On that note, it's time for bed. See you in the morning."
Sam rose off her chair and hugged her friend, "Night Jack and it really is good to see you."
"Right back at you Kiddo."
"I love you Jack."
"Where did that come from Carter?"
"My heart, it's something I should have said more often to all you guys over the years."
"Is that another lesson from Janet?"
"Yes," replied Sam soberly.
"In that case, you do know I love you too, right?"
"Yeah Jack, I do know."
The close friends parted and Jack made his way upstairs while Sam took the cups and plates into the kitchen.
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When Sam walked into her bedroom, she was surprised to find Dana wasn't in the bed. She noted the missing pillow and blanket. "Crap, she must have overheard Jack and me," she thought. She crept downstairs and quickly located Dana in the far corner of the living room. Dana was breathing deeply and Sam decided it was better to leave her there rather than wake her. She would talk to her later and explain the reason behind her words. Returning to her bedroom, she readied for bed.
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