Consequences.
Jack O'Neill walked down one of the many corrioors of the Cheyenne Mountain base whistling a tune he had heard on the car radio earlier that morning. He was looking for Carter. He hadn't seen her since he had arrived. They were due off world in half and hour and he was beginning to get a little worried. Usually around this time she was reading up on the planet they were going to visit using data from the probes, or was at least getting changed and packed up for the mission. Today however no-one had seen her.
"Oh Carter?" he muttered quietly under his breath as he approached the doorway to her labratory, seeing her figure slouched over her desk.
"Carter?" he said again, a little bit louder this time turning on the light to see her fast asleep. He walked over to her and stroked her face, brushing her hair off it.
"Carter!" he whispered again in her ear, this time stirring her from her sleep.
The Major lifted her head off the desk. Her face was pale and her eyes looked tired. The Colonel then realised she was still in her civvies.
"Hey there" he said quietly sitting on her desk. "You okay? you look like hell."
"Not one for flattery are you sir." she stated rubbing her eyes and gently easing herself back in the chair. Then seeing the concerned look on his face she stated "I'm fine, I just don't seem to be getting enough sleep lately."
"I can tell the General you're sick if you want." he told her "We're off world in half an hour and to be frank you don't exactly look up to it Major."
"Look Sir thanks for your concern but I'll be fine, really." she told him lifting herself off the chair before being hit by a dizzy spell.
"It's okay, I got you." the Colonel told her having immediately left where he was sitting to help her, putting his strong protective arms around her in a way that made her feel safe and warm inside, the way her feelings for him did when she embraced them.
He eased her back down.
"Really Sir, I'm fine." she told him clearing her throat, looking anywhere but directly at his deep brown eyes. She then got up again, holding on to the table. "I'm just gonna go get ready."
He grabbed her arm gently and pulled her towards him so she was standing directly in front of him. He then put a hand on her forehead to feel for a temperature as he used to do with his son Charlie when he looked ill. She wasn't hot but he was still concerned.
"Promise me you'll get checked out by Janet." he asked her, stroking her face.
She put a hand on top of his, gave it a squeeze and him a weak smile then walked to the door.
"Hey Sam."
She turned around.
"What happened last month...you don't regret it do you? I mean I don't, It was great. I just wanted to know..."
She walked towards him and kissed him on the forehead. "What happened was one of the most beautiful things that has ever happened to me in my life. You can't rgeret those things Jack, I could never regret it...or you." she told him gently before leaving the room and a confused officer behind.
Jack O'Neill walked down one of the many corrioors of the Cheyenne Mountain base whistling a tune he had heard on the car radio earlier that morning. He was looking for Carter. He hadn't seen her since he had arrived. They were due off world in half and hour and he was beginning to get a little worried. Usually around this time she was reading up on the planet they were going to visit using data from the probes, or was at least getting changed and packed up for the mission. Today however no-one had seen her.
"Oh Carter?" he muttered quietly under his breath as he approached the doorway to her labratory, seeing her figure slouched over her desk.
"Carter?" he said again, a little bit louder this time turning on the light to see her fast asleep. He walked over to her and stroked her face, brushing her hair off it.
"Carter!" he whispered again in her ear, this time stirring her from her sleep.
The Major lifted her head off the desk. Her face was pale and her eyes looked tired. The Colonel then realised she was still in her civvies.
"Hey there" he said quietly sitting on her desk. "You okay? you look like hell."
"Not one for flattery are you sir." she stated rubbing her eyes and gently easing herself back in the chair. Then seeing the concerned look on his face she stated "I'm fine, I just don't seem to be getting enough sleep lately."
"I can tell the General you're sick if you want." he told her "We're off world in half an hour and to be frank you don't exactly look up to it Major."
"Look Sir thanks for your concern but I'll be fine, really." she told him lifting herself off the chair before being hit by a dizzy spell.
"It's okay, I got you." the Colonel told her having immediately left where he was sitting to help her, putting his strong protective arms around her in a way that made her feel safe and warm inside, the way her feelings for him did when she embraced them.
He eased her back down.
"Really Sir, I'm fine." she told him clearing her throat, looking anywhere but directly at his deep brown eyes. She then got up again, holding on to the table. "I'm just gonna go get ready."
He grabbed her arm gently and pulled her towards him so she was standing directly in front of him. He then put a hand on her forehead to feel for a temperature as he used to do with his son Charlie when he looked ill. She wasn't hot but he was still concerned.
"Promise me you'll get checked out by Janet." he asked her, stroking her face.
She put a hand on top of his, gave it a squeeze and him a weak smile then walked to the door.
"Hey Sam."
She turned around.
"What happened last month...you don't regret it do you? I mean I don't, It was great. I just wanted to know..."
She walked towards him and kissed him on the forehead. "What happened was one of the most beautiful things that has ever happened to me in my life. You can't rgeret those things Jack, I could never regret it...or you." she told him gently before leaving the room and a confused officer behind.