Jelly Beans by Maggie Eaton
Summary: Sam is soothing her guilt by keeping watch over Jack after he breaks his leg running an errand for her. A sudden snowstorm throws a kink in their plans for the team to join them and Jack is bored. Sam finally decides on the perfect distraction.
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Jelly Beans
Carter slowly raised her head, pursing her lips together in exasperation as another projectile thudded harmlessly against her shoulder and then dropped to the floor. She sighed loudly and then spoke through clenched teeth.
"Stop it…Sir."
"Is that an order, Major?"
His voice was full of teasing and the smirk that covered his face matched it exactly. He was enjoying her frustration.
"A request, Sir. I think that's about the twentieth one in the last few hours."
"Sorry, Carter."
Jack feigned extreme disappointment as he broke contact with her eyes and dropped his head to further the act.
"You are not sorry!"
She spoke the words hastily and with little consideration for the possible consequences. When she looked up at Jack again he was staring at her, eyebrows raised in that "what did you just say" fashion that he often used when they were off world and she rattled off some techno babble that he either didn't or couldn't understand.
"Begging the Colonel's pardon, you are driving me crazy…Sir!"
She was still watching him as he fiddled endlessly with the bowl of candies propped on his chest. She was just beginning to feel a bit sorry for him and ashamed of her reaction when he calmly lobbed another jelly bean in her direction. It struck her arm, bounced and then skittered across the carpet. She sighed deeply and without missing a beat, Jack immediately tossed another in her direction. With catlike reflexes she snatched it from the air and then held it up between her fingers for a moment before throwing it back at him with enough force to sting solidly as it struck his chest.
"Ow!"
"Oh, please."
"What?"
"You."
"What about me?"
"You're faking, Sir. That didn't hurt!"
Jack was pulling at his shirt, squinting his eyes and rubbing the point of contact in pretended pain. He was obviously bored and that always led to trouble.
"Why don't you come over here and help me?"
"You know I can't do that, Carter!"
"Why not?"
"My give a damn's busted."
He was pretending to be serious but his eyes were twinkling with mischievous merriment and she couldn't suppress the soft chuckle that slipped from her chest.
"I thought it was your leg, Sir."
"Yeah, well…that too. And all because I was going to get ice cream…for you!"
Sam ducked her chin and pulled back slightly.
"Sir, you were going to get beer."
Her eyes locked with his, unwilling to give in to his "guilt" scenario.
"That too but it was for your little get together. How could you forget the beer, Carter?"
"Gee, I don't know, Sir. Maybe it was running for the gate with a hundred natives chasing us? Or maybe it was one of the devices I've been working on in my lab? Or maybe it was that Goa'uld lake on P3X-927? Or…"
"All right, Carter! Point taken."
Sam looked back down at the table and smiled, hoping that Jack wouldn't see the amusement as it crossed her lips. When she looked up again he was almost pouting, chin jutted forward and bottom lip poked out, while he examined a single jelly bean.
"Whatever the reason, you're stuck here for a while whether you like it or not! I know you're bored, Sir and I'm sorry but…"
"…but it's snowing outside and now we can't even make it to the store!"
Sam's lips twitched in a slight smile at his frustration.
"Daniel promised to get here as soon as the storm lets up. I'll ask him to bring some Guinness."
Jack looked at his watch and then allowed his arm to drop and his head to fall back dramatically.
"So, it's diet coke until then, huh?"
"I'm afraid so, Sir. Come and help me with the puzzle, it's almost finished."
"Oh! Carter! Those things drive me crazy!"
"Well, it's your turn, Sir."
Her voice was calm and matter of fact as she spoke softly and then glanced up from the jigsaw puzzle to see his head snap up quickly. He turned in her direction and cocked his head dramatically as a warm smile slowly spread across his features, eyes sparkling with his natural mischief.
"Really? My turn? At last! Bring it on, Carter!"
Sam blushed at the barely disguised meaning in his voice. Smiling into his eyes without conscious thought, she let her mind wander over the possibilities. They were completely alone and trapped by the storm, which was rapidly building to blizzard status. He had a broken leg. No one would ever suspect.
She rose from the table and padded softly across the carpet in her bare feet drawing the blinds to all the windows. Then she turned on the answering machine and locked the doors.
"Carter?"
"Sir?"
"What's going on?"
"I think my give a damn's busted too, Sir."
She reached for the candy dish and he grabbed onto it.
"No, Carter! You're not taking the jelly beans if I have to drink diet coke!"
"Whatever you say, Sir."
Then she stood upright and calmly lifted her sweater over her head watching his eyes as he watched it fall to the floor. She waited until he looked back at her and then unsnapped her bra, letting it fall away slowly. Her jeans were next and before they'd hit the floor he was up and reaching for her.
"You sure about this, Sir? You'll have to give up the jelly beans you know."
"Forget the damned jelly beans, Carter!"
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Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without author's consent. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Copyright © 2006 Maggie Eaton