Here Come's Goodbye- Rascal Flatts
Janet POV
Janet stood in the gateroom watching a small contingent double check their gear and pointedly ignore her. She had made the decision not to join the Phoenix, now was not the time to doubt herself. Easier said than done with the conspicuous absence of all of the personnel, and most of the materials, that had been on the med transfer sheet. The deal with the IOA had stipulated her leading the medical improvements and without her it was all scrapped.
The far door hissed open admitting Samantha Carter sporting the leathers she had worn when they met in the infirmary. Taking a deep breath the shorter woman walked with a head held high up to the quiet blonde. "Colonel Carter… Sam, can I talk to you?" Janet cringed internally as the blond dropped her head in apparent exhaustion/exasperation. When she finally looked back up, Janet was frustrated by the sunglasses blocking her view of those beautiful blues.
"Go ahead." "I'm sorry the IOA cut the support of the med team and supplies; that was never my intention…" "No Janet, your intention was to fuck Daniel and abandon me, and the crew who really needs you. Don't feel sorry now; you knew the price of your actions. I hope he's worth it. I doubt the IOA will care if you feel the burden too heavy." She stalked off leaving a stunned doctor behind.
Where was the supportive friend who had held her two nights ago and treated her to a lovely late dessert last night? Janet stomped over and grabbed Sam's arm prepared to haul her off to the side, only to find herself held by a strong forearm against the wall. After a moment of quietly sharing the air a centimeter between their lips, Sam jerkily pulled away. "Damnit Janet, I could have hurt you. You know better than to grab me like that from behind…Sorry," Sam finished with a whisper.
She stood stunned still flush with the wall; looking around she noticed no one was shocked and they were all paying very intense attention to their gear. Heaving a sigh, Sam pulled off her glasses and got back into Janet's space. The red head found her staring into blue eyes whose pupils were just a little too large for the light. Those eyes looked unbearably sad giving her the overwhelming urge to take Sam into her arms and tell her it would all work out alright.
"I'm sorry, that was bitchy of me" Janet felt her heart break knowing Sam was apologizing for something she had every right to be. It was Janet's fault that the Phoenix was going back out without the medical support it should have. It was for selfish reasons too. Janet opened her mouth, but no words came to her. She wanted to say screw it, take me with you and just as her tongue found the shapes, Daniel walked through the door looking at her with such loving eyes. "It's alright, Sam." Just uttering the words made her feel such betrayal.
She scooted away from the blonde's strong, lithe body with a pang of remorse. She's right, Janet thought, the IOA won't change their mind and let me go; I'll have to make this decision worth it. Janet forced a smile and slipped under Daniel's arm trying to ignore those blue eyes piercing her soul. "Good luck Sam," said Daniel and for a moment Janet would have sworn Sam literally snarled at him.
Teal'c and Colonel O'Neill walked in last and the group exchanged well wishes, although Janet got the impression of disapproval from Teal'c. At the appointed time Colonel Carter stepped back and got her crew in order and in a white flash she and Teal'c were gone.
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That night Janet tossed and turned annoying Daniel to the point he went and slept out on the couch and once she fell asleep her dreams were far from peaceful. Her memories wouldn't stop drawing parallels with the day.
15 August 1997
Janet rubbed her tired eyes and looked at Sgt Siler's chart again before adding 'broke his own hand with a giant wrench while fighting Airman Watts after succumbing to the Broca Virus.' She just hoped he wouldn't further injure the hand in his current state. A nurse poked her head into the office, "Um Doctor, Staff Sergeant Williams is bleeding from her wrist restraints again." "Alright, I'll be right there."
Brown eyes peered into the not-so-solitary solitary confinement room and found SSgt Williams thrashing in her bed, blood running down her forearms and across the bed. Looking over she found the watchful eyes of Captain Samantha Carter observing the spectacle. The glassy blue eyes cut to the door and met Janet's and seemed to clear just a bit.
An orderly opened the door and went straight to the irate woman releasing a hand to begin treatment, and he received a wild blow to his temple in gratitude. The man went down and a second blow pushed him into unconsciousness. SSgt Williams found a sharp edge and went to work freeing herself, but before Dr Frasier could stop her Captain Carter was suddenly between them.
As a result the mad woman began shrieking at her and trying to get out with more furor, but Sam dismissed her as a threat and turned to the young doctor holding eye contact. She invaded Janet's personal space forcing her back towards the cot. Blue eyes were relatively clear without seeming angry, so Janet wasn't terribly worried. However, when Janet's knees hit the back of the cot, the blonde suddenly snarled causing a spike of fear.
It took a moment for her to understand what had happened, but as best she could figure Sgt Williams had finally gotten loose and threw the orderlies boot hitting Capt Carter's back. Sam turned to face her attacker who was now holding a sharp piece of the bed frame. They brawled in an uncoordinated manner until the sergeant got a lucky strike against the captain's abdomen. Sam growled in pain and smashed her opponents head into the bed frame until she fell unconscious.
A tension filled moment passed as Janet waited for the victor to turn and attack; instead, Sam began to regain her calm. Until Janet did something very dumb: she reached around and grabbed Sam's arm. The blonde moved with amazing speed, pushing Janet hard against the wall with her forearm across the smaller woman's chest and the shank lightly touching her throat. Their faces were millimeters apart; their breaths co-mingling.
The shank slowly dropped from her throat and out of Sam's hand clanging as it impacted the concrete floor. The cavewoman leaned further in and ran her nose against Janet's cheek, to her hair and finally down her neck while she inserted one leg between Janet's thighs. 'Sexual dominance' rang though the doctor's mind. And here the memory and the dream diverged.
In reality, Sam had pressed her lips to Janet's throat and lightly nipped her collar bone before a couple orderlies burst in to 'save' the doctor. In the resulting melee the confused woman took a swing at an orderly, who ducked putting the small doctor in the collision path. Sam just managed to pull her punch when she saw the man duck and only clipped Janet's shoulder. Her first reaction was to put herself between the orderlies and the doc, which was when Janet managed to stick her with a sedative.
In the dream world, the playground of the subconscious, Sam's lips continued their delicious assault on Janet's tender flesh. Her hip rocked into Janet's core and her strong arms held her in a tender embrace. With a gasp Janet awoke drenched in sweat and trembling, with the dream fading into obscurity. Feeling aroused Janet went to go wake Daniel despite the early hour.
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Sam POV
5 months later…December 2011
Sam sat in her room after a long 14 hour shift on the bridge too exhausted to sleep just staring at her ring. She sat in the dark for who knows how long before her door slid open with a quiet hiss and let in Teal'c. "A message from Stargate Command," he introduced as he pulled it up on her terminal. "Can't it wait Teal'c?" He just looked at her, "oh fine. Put it on, maybe the universe needs saving."
It was from Cassandra. "Hey Mommas, um I hope everything's going well out there. I have a little time off from work and will be around the mountain, so if you get a chance I would love to talk to you… Er, I'm dating a new guy, it still really new though so I have to keep him away from Jack otherwise I'll never see him again…. Merry Early Christmas! I made sure your order for Uncle Mark is set to be delivered on Christmas Eve. Grandpa Jacob and Selmac were here last week harassing some poor IOA liaison…I really miss you; it's not the same here with Jack, Daniel and Janet. I know, I know, I should call her Mom but I'm having trouble talking to her right now. But, I went to get a Christmas tree with her yesterday. She told me something, and I, um, think I should be the one to tell you. God, I'm glad this is a recording… Janet and Daniel are getting married in February… I'm sorry Mommas. I love you. I love you too, Teal'c since I know you're listening too. Stay out of trouble." The frame froze on Cassie's sad smile.
"We miss her, Teal'c." Sam let her head rest on Teal'c's chest as tears ran down her face. The gentle giant held his best friend through the night.
