Meetings
Chapter III.2: Evening Storm
Disclaimer: I'm broke; clearly I don't own these characters.
Sam and Jack spent the afternoon tinkering with the old Triumph they had fixed the day before. It ran well enough, but Sam was convinced she could get it a little faster and running with a smoother engine stroke.
The rest of the day passed in a flash and too soon for their liking, Jacob was forcing the pair to stop for a dinner break. Although they had left it sitting in the driveway, the motorcycle was all they talked about while inhaling their food. It was doubtful whether or not either of the two actually paused long enough to find out what they were eating.
As soon as their food was gone and the plates were in the sink, the duo was back outside making the adjustments they had discussed over dinner. However, despite their enthusiasm, Sam and Jack were only able to get in another hour or so of work before the skies darkened and the first flash of lightning was seen.
"Damn." Jack glanced at the sky as the thunder boomed in the distance. "I guess that means we should call it a night and get the bike and tools inside."
Although she was disappointed at having to stop for the night, Sam was not foolish enough to continue working with metal tools during a lightning storm. The tools were quickly gathered and put away. It was soon fully dark outside.
They watched the lightning from the kitchen window for a few minutes before Jack grabbed Sam's hand and dragged her out onto the deck.
"Jack?" Sam wasn't quite sure what the young Air Force officer had planned.
He sat down, "C'mon, Sam," pulling her onto the bench beside him. "The view's better out here." With that, he leaned back and drew her against his chest so they both had an awesome view of the storm.
Slightly stunned, it took Sam a few minutes to gather her wits and realize they were outside. During a thunderstorm. "Jack? Shouldn't we be inside?" He just shook his head and slipped his long arms around her waist so she couldn't escape. "It isn't safe to be out here, Jack, we should go inside." She tried, unsuccessfully, to pry his arms loose and get off the bench. Jack just held her more tightly. With a sigh, Sam gave up and relaxed against his chest. Out of her sight, Jack smirked. Above their heads, the storm began to rage.
As the two sat outside, Jacob watched them from the living room window. Since starting at the university, Sam had thrown herself into her studies. Jake had noticed she never spent time with friends or classmates other than study sessions. So, while he wasn't sure in what direction her relationship with Jack O'Neill was headed, Jacob was glad to see her relaxing away from her books.
AN: Okay, I know, stupidly short for how long you have all been waiting. However, this was just a little blip I wanted to get in, and I needed a way to end day 3. I promise I am working on Day 4 as you read this, and it will be a proper chapter, not one like this. I should have the next chapter up in a day or two. By the end of the weekend at the VERY latest. I swear.
thanks for not giving up on me
AN2- I commited one of the worst mistakes an author can make... a continuity error. If anyone noticed, sorry and next time please point it out to me. If you didn't see it, well.. I'm not going to tell you what it was. I fixed it.