Alright, 3 chapters in 3 days. Sitting at the courthouse today for Jury duty, so I figured I should bring my laptop and be productive right? and with that being the case, you guys may get another chapter out of me today as well. Well, either that or a separate short story I've been fumbling with in my head for a while that I've been meaning to get out, who knows!?
Keep the feedback coming guys! Thanks!
Chapter 3
Post Abydos Mission
Infirmary
Sam, Daniel and Jack entered the infirmary and sat on the gurney's. Dr Warner walked in and asked them to strip down and get into gowns, then immediately walked back out to presumably attend to Ferretti. Once the nurse went between each bed and closed the curtains, Jack began to remove his pants, but became distracted when he saw the flash of skin through the crack in the curtain.
Sam already had taken her black tee off and was taking off her pants. Actually, shimmying was more of the correct description. Hell, whatever you want to call it, it was making her hips wiggle and jack was enthralled. Her dress blues and BDU's did her absolutely NO justice he also took note of her tiny little waist, smooth hips in her standard issue black briefs, and her silky, pale, taught skin. Perfectly blemish free. She began to turn and he noticed her smooth, perfectly sized breasts, held in her black compression sports. As he followed the lines of her sternum and clavicle, up to her neck and gentle jaw bone. His eyes trailed to her lips, which were hanging open in a gasp. 'Oh SHIT!' Sam had caught him staring. Ogling? Drooling? Was he drooling? Either way he was drinking in every inch of her and she knew it! 'Oh jesus!'
Jack turned around as quickly as he could, but realized, too late, that he didn't fully think his action through.
His pants were still around his ankles.
CRASH!
"OOMPH! Ow..."
"Sir! Are you ok?" Sam came around the curtain first as she had watched jack eat shit. She had already slipped a gown on and was leaning over him.
Jack looked up and caught her eyes with his, immediately turning beet red and turning his face back onto the cool concrete floor. "I'm ok..." 'Only my pride is wounded. and it may never recover, I suspect...'There was absolutely no coming back from the embarrassment he had brought on himself this time. He wasn't sure though, but he felt like he could feel her stare on his brief-clad ass, which made him grin. Suddenly, the palpable tension in the room was broken by the sound of laughter from Daniel.
"Jack, are you ok?"
Jack didn't even bother looking up. "MMMPH" He responded defiantly.
"Come on, let me help you up." Daniel offered his hand.
"Uuugh, fine." Jack turned himself over and braced his tangled feet on the ground, extending his hand to Daniel. When he looked to where Sam had been standing, he saw she was gone, but he could hear her in with the Doctor. He looked back to Daniel.
"Jack," Daniel brought his attention back. "What the hell happened?"
"I'll tell you later when we get home."
"Ok, well, I'm holding you to that." "What a surprise Danny-boy."
Sams quarters
Just post exam.
As Sam made her way back to her quarters she was having trouble keeping her heart rate under control. All she could see in her head was the lust in her CO's face when she caught him looking through the crack in the curtain. She couldn't remember the last time any man had looked at her like that.
She swung her door open and as she closed it she slid down against it, trying to catch her breath. All she could think about was Jacks eyes, drinking her in. She had actually been watching him watching her since she had initially turned around. After she realized his eyes were on her chest she gasped, causing her chest to swell and making Jacks eyes open even bigger, if that was even possible. She had watched his eyes travel up her neck and felt her heart rate accelerate to what could not be healthy. Her breath hitched and her eyes locked with his, causing him to spin around. She wanted to laugh, but she knew he was probably really hurt. She threw on her gown and jumped to his side.
Now she was slumped against her door. All she could feel was the fire that had been set to her nerves. Every inch of her body was electrified and she wasn't sure if it was pain or pleasure.
Jacks House
Later that evening.
Jack and Daniel entered Jacks house and both headed straight to the refrigerator for beers. They had only discussed Sha're, and the events on Abydos after the original team had left. But as soon as Jack had taken his first sip, Daniel found himself bursting at the seams.
"OkJackwhatthehellhappenedintheinfirmary?!" It came out as more of a sounds, not so much as a sentence containing words. He had seen enough after he heard Jacks fall that he knew it had to do with sam being in her underwear. Daniel remembered Sam from the first briefing 2 years ago. He also remembered the effect she had on Jack. He couldn't stop staring at her. And now, seeing Jack interacting with her again, he knew Jack still had the same feelings as last time.
"Huh? Was that english?" The man knew so many other languages that Jack wouldn't be surprised if it was something else.
"Oh, sorry." Daniel took a deep breath and started over. "What happened in the infirmary today?"
Jack walked across the room to the couch and slouched into it. 'Dammit, he remembered.'
"Oh, um, ok... So, here's the thing..." He dragged it out, trying to compose his thoughts. "Daniel, you can't repeat anything of what I'm about to tell you." Daniel nodded and Jack took a deep breath.
"Ok, so in the infirmary, there was a crack in the curtains and I could see Captain Carter getting undressed. I didn't mean to stare, but, I couldn't help it. I honestly can't remember the last time I felt so attracted to someone since Sara." He hid his face in his hands and groaned.
"Yeah, about that. Where is Sara?"
"Ah, she uh, after I came back from Abydos the first time, she'd already left. Can't really blame her though. I think in her heart she forgave me for what happened to our kid... she just couldn't forget." "And what about you?" "I'm the opposite. I'll never forgive myself, but sometimes, I can forget."
Daniel walked to the couch across from Jack and sat down. He nodded his understanding. As much as he could understand.
"So, about Sam." Her prompted, breaking the silence and bringing Jack back to the original topic."Do you think she might feel the same? I saw how she looked at you."
"It doesn't matter. It's not like anything could happen anyways. You know, Fraternization Regulations, Commanding Office and Subordinate and all, blah blah blah... Wait, what?" 'What the hell did he just say?' "What do you mean the way she looked at me?"
"Huh, I thought you noticed. I thought that's why you were so flustered." Daniel shrugged. "Well, yeah, she was looking at you kinda the same way you were looking at her." He took another swig from the beer and sat back on the couch.
Jack was flabbergasted. She was looking at him the same way?! If Jack wasn't already sitting he would have hit the floor. He felt dizzy and disoriented. How the hell did this woman make him feel this way?
"Alright, well, that's enough of this discussion." Jack had to stop talking about this now. The more he did the more confused he became. "I'm going to bed. Had a long day. You too. a 36 hour one at that. Not including the time change I'm assuming." Jack was babbling and He knew it. He got up and walked into the hall. "Guest rooms first door on the left! 'Nite Space-Monkey!" and with that he slammed his bedroom door.
Daniel was left on the couch chuckling to himself about Sam and Jack. He had to find out more about these god-forsaken regulations Jack mentioned. They sounded like bullshit whatever they were. And what the hell, 'Space Monkey?' where did that come from? He pulled himself off the couch and walked towards the guest room. Might as well get some sleep.
Sams Quarters
Sam tossed and turned, drifting in and out of a restless sleep. His eyes kept invading her thoughts. She sat up and slowly moved her legs off the side. Stood and was making her way to her dresser when a knock at the door distracted her. She looked at the time: 0223. 'Who the hell would be coming to my quarters at this time? She opened her door and lost her breath when she saw Colonel O'Neill standing in her doorway.
"Sir, what are you-" He stepped inside and closed the door behind him, locking it. He turned back to her. He walked closer and closer, causing her to step back each time, finally hitting the bed with the back of her knees. Jack had her cornered, stopping only once his nose was only inches from hers. He brought his hand up to her cheek, tracing the lines of her jaw with his thumb. She closed her eyes and reveled in his touch. His other hand moving up her arm, eventually settling on her neck. He moved closer, brushing her lips with his. She breathed in sharply and the second she opened her eyes he made full contact. Softly at first, but she opened her mouth to his kiss immediately, returning the gentle prodding from his tongue. As soon as she did, he took the gesture as his green light. He crushed his lips harder against hers, exploring every inch of her mouth. She responded feverishly, further responding to his exploring tongue. She fell backwards taking him with her onto the bed. In a desperate struggle she ripped his shirt off and ran her hands along his toned chest. "Colonel!" she gasped. "This is... So... Oh god.." She finished her attempted sentence with a groan as Jack pushed himself against her. "Shhh, Carter, you're thinking too much." "But, Jack!" He pulled her sleep shirt off and buried himself within her neck, nuzzling and nipping, continuing to grind himself against her. She knew she should push him off, but her really did not want to. His hand made its way between her thighs. She was getting close and she knew it. She could feel the tingling in her core. She allowed herself to fall into his touches and they absorbed her. "Jack" she groaned his name. Over and over as she reached her peak, "JACK!" She screamed and shot up in bed. She was covered in sweat and having palpitations. She couldn't catch her breath. 'It was just a dream... Oh God, what a dream.'
Thoughts overwhelmed her as she fell back against her pillow. 'Why the hell am I having dreams about my CO?!' She fidgeted, unable to get comfortable. It may have only been a dream but she could still feel his body pressed against her. She needed his hands on her again. Figuring there was no way she could shake this feeling and knowing she wasn't getting any more sleep, she pulled herself out of bed and changed to go to the base gym. If she couldn't act on her frustration sexually, she might as well beat the crap out of something.
Briefing room
0900 hours.
O'Neill, Carter, Jackson, Kawalsky and a handful of marines stood around the table composing themselves. Jack had just been given command of the newly formed flagship team "SG-1" of the Stargate Command. He and his team would be traveling to the coordinates Ferretti had given them with the marines as backup and they were waiting for confirmation from the control room that all was clear to go. Daniel double checking his weapon making sure he was comfortable with it, knowing he was ready and willing to use it to get his wife back. Sam was going over some gadget with unwavering attention and Jack was watching his team. There was something strange about his new 2IC today. She had been professional and military in her interactions with him since they met, but today, it felt like she was almost rigid towards him. 'Oh man, I fucked up' he thought, remembering what transpired the day before. He was shocked she hadn't either reported him or requested assignment to Kawalskys team instead, 'So what the hell?'
"SG teams 1 and 2, please report to the embarkation room!" came the announcement over the intercom. And the 2 teams made their way down.
Standing back in front of the gate the 2 teams took their positions. Sam, Jack and Daniel standing at the front, flanked by Kawalsky and SG-2.
Samuels wormed his way into the room and approached the teams. "Colonel I'd like to remind you that rescuing Doctor Daniel's wife is a secondary objective. In the event you fail to notify base camp within 24 hours, SG-2 will scrub the mission and return without you." Jack wanted to make a snide comment back towards the Major, but held his tongue. "Understood"
Kawalsky spoke up instead, eyes locked on Samuels. "Not going to happen Colonel, SG-2 wont leave without you." Samuels glared at Kawalsky and looked back to Jack, "Alright, lets confirm transmitter codes. Remember, only the right code will open this Iris, and if you lose your transmitter you can not get home."
"Understood, Sir." Spoke Sam who was making hers was adjusted correctly.
KAWOOSH!
Hammond came over the intercom. "SG-1, SG-2, if you do not return in 24 hours your remote transmitter codes will be locked out, and the iris will be sealed permanently. At that point there will be no return. Is that understood?"
Jack turned to face the control room window and saluted. "Yes, Sir." Then, turning to Sam and Daniel stated. "Lets move out!" They traveled up the ramp and entered the wormhole.
Samuels looked back to Kawalsky and spoke, "I kinda wish I was going with you." Kawalsky looked him up and down, "Yeah? I'm kinda glad you're staying behind." and with that he made his way up to the gate with his team on his six.
*A note about Daniel and the beer. In the episode Daniel implied that his tolerance was diminished after not having been for so long, but they show the Abydonians passing a Moonshine-like drink between them. While I can imagine that Daniel may not regularly drink, I'm assuming that he at least sometimes partakes in a ceremonial drink. And if it really was moonshine or something close, I've tried moonshine once, and damn its much more potent than any beer. It's just something that's bugged me for a while, I guess...*
