Chapter 18
Jack walked into the commissary bleary eyed and in desperate need of coffee. It had
been a very long night and unfortunately he hadn't been able to get much sleep. He
and Jacob had left Sam's at around 11 the night before. Jacob needed to gate back
to the Tok'ra as he needed time to assemble his team and fly a Teltac to the khan's
world. With luck he was already in orbit around the planet waiting for SG-1 to make
contact.
And Jack? Jack had decided to stay on base. As much as he would have liked to
spend the evening with Sam, she hadn't actually asked for his company and Jack
knew she hadn't been home in over two weeks. He had asked her with his eyes if he
should come back, and she had said no. Fair enough. Didn't mean he had to like it
though. Jack stifled a large yawn as he made himself a cup of coffee and grabbed a
bowl of oatmeal. Nothing like oatmeal to start out a mission.
After grabbing a piece of fruit and a glass of orange juice, Jack looked up for the first
time for a place to sit. As expected the room was virtually empty. Suddenly he
spied a mop of blonde hair in the corner bent over a report. Sam.
"Carter!" Jack said a little too loudly sitting down next to her. "What the heck are
you doing here?!"
"Probably the same as you Sir." Sam said with a small smile. "Having breakfast."
"But it isn't even 0600." Jack whined as he spooned a large amount of sugar into his
coffee.
"I could ask you the same thing Sir."
"You could." Jack said giving her a pointed look. "But I asked first."
"SOMEONE slept on the wrong side of the bed last night." Sam muttered. It was so
easy to fall into Jack banter that every now and then Sam would actually forget that
they were a couple. Which meant that particular line held several different
meanings. She felt herself reddening slightly.
"What was that Major?"
"Nothing Sir."
"Thought so." Jack said smugly taking his first sip of coffee. He sighed audibly and
leaned back in the chair.
"So why are you here so early Carter?"
Sam really didn't want to talk to Jack about this. He would probably take it the
wrong way and start getting all over-protective on her again. Unless of course she
told him all the details and then..
"Carter?"
"I couldn't sleep, ok?"
"Oh." Jack was quiet for several seconds. "I could have come back you know."
"I know." Sam said nodding as she picked at her rapidly cooling waffle. "But I really
needed to get reacquainted with my house and honestly thought I'd just fall fast
asleep after you and dad left last night."
"But you didn't."
"Actually I did." Jack looked at her curiously. Was Sam blushing?
"But.." Jack prompted.
"But I kept waking up."
"How come?" Jack was a little worried now. Were the nightmares back? As her
commanding officer (not to mention love of his life) Jack needed to know.
"Sam?" Jack said touching her arm slightly.
"Colonel," Sam said emphasizing his title, "I really don't think the Mess is the place
to talk about this."
Jack scoffed at her answer. "Sam, it's just you, me and Sergeant Siler over there in
the corner- I think we're safe."
"Colonel.." Sam tried again. This was embarrassing and she really didn't want to
discuss it in public.
"Major, I could order you to tell me you know." Jack said with mock seriousness.
Sam laughed heartily. "Actually Sir, you couldn't."
"Huh?" Jack was very, very confused.
"The answer to that question is personal. The kind of personal that involves
relationships and according to rule 239.b, Senior Officers cannot force Junior Officers
to reveal intimate details of a personal nature unless it is relevant to military
protocols."
"Intimate details?"
"Jack, can you just drop this please?"
"Intimate?"
"Fine!" Sam said a little too loudly. Siler looked up from his reading, smiled briefly
at the Colonel and Sam and then lowered his head back down.
"I kept waking up due to erotic dreams, ok?"
Of all the things Sam might have said, this was definitely not one of those he had
considered.
"Um. Were they nice?" *Were they NICE O'Neill?! What are you, an idiot?*
"Very nice." Sam said smiling and taking a big forkful of waffle.
"Anyone there I might recognize?" Jack said trying to sound nonchalant.
"A few people." Sam said feeling a bit warm. It was worth it though. Jack was
uncomfortable as hell.
"Why last night?"
"I've had dreams before Colonel." Sam said trying not to enjoy this too much. They
really were in a public place.
"Recently?" Jack asked sounding utterly flabbergasted. Sam was having fantasies?
God, they were about him, weren't they?
"Of course!" Sam said perplexed by Jack's discomposure. "Although to be honest,
last night's were quite.. um.. vivid."
"Vivid?"
"Jack, can we PLEASE not talk about this here?"
"You're right Major. I apologize." He looked at his watch. "My office in 15 minutes."
With that Jack picked up his tray and walked out of the room.
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Sam really considered not going to his office but something about the way Jack had
looked at her made her reconsider. He honestly looked surprised that she had
fantasies. Which was ridiculous because he KNEW she had fantasies. Hell, they had
role-played more than a couple on occasion. Taking a deep breath Sam knocked
lightly on his door.
"Come on in Carter." Jack's voice said from within.
"Reporting as ordered Sir." Sam said with military precision. Jack just rolled his
eyes. He motioned for Sam to close the door and then offered her a seat.
"Jack, we're going on a mission in less than 2 hours, is this really the time and place
to talk about this?"
"Why were your dreams vivid last night ? Jack asked ignoring what Sam had just
said.
"They just were!" Sam said stubbornly.
"I need to know Sam." Jack said quietly. *Huh? What's with him?*
Sam fidgeted slightly in her seat and absently tucked a stray piece of hair behind her
ear. "This really isn't the place to talk about this Colonel, (again with the emphasis
on his title) but if you really must know, I kept smelling you last night."
"Excuse me?" Jack said raising an eyebrow in a very impressive Teal'c impression.
"Jack, do you remember the night before we went to that damned khan planet?"
Jack nodded slowly as a smile began creeping across his face. Oh yeah. Definitely
remembered.
"Well," Sam said unconsciously licking her lips. "If you remember we were late for
the mission briefing the next morning and ran out of the house without so much as a
shower." Jack nodded.
"Or changing the sheets."
"That was over two weeks ago Sam!"
"That's right!" Sam yelled standing up. "And apparently your aftershave tends to
linger!"
"Oh." Jack visually slumped back into his chair. Sam took a deep breath and sat
back down herself. Finally. He understood.
"Jack, I felt like you were surrounding me last night, only you weren't there. It's
hard enough when you ARE there, but to smell you without…" Sam realized she was
rambling and closed her mouth with an audible click. She laughed quietly to herself.
"Being in that damned bed didn't help matters, ok?"
Jack couldn't help but chuckle. "We do tend to get into more mischief at your place
don't we?"
"Mischief Jack?"
"Would you rather I said hot monkey love?"
Sam laughed. "You know if your place was closer, all this 'mischief' we get into might
be at your house."
"Nah. I got the more comfortable bed."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Face it Sam, you have that little full-sized bed with the squeaky head board. Your
bed is great when.. um, well…" Sam's bed was all about lovin' and that's all there is
to it. Jack decided to change tactics.
"But MY bed is nice and roomy. There's something to be said for an extra long
queen with a firm mattress."
"There is that Jack." Sam said a knowing nod. "But the fact remains that more of
our, uh, more athletic evenings have been at my place. And THAT'S what I was
thinking about last night."
"Well, as long as you're ok." Jack said picking up a pencil and twirling it around.
"Perfectly fine." Sam looked at Jack more closely. There was something else going
on here.
"Jack?"
"Hmm?"
"How'd you sleep last night?"
"I missed your cold feet." Jack said with a small smile.
Sam was about to say something more when there was a loud rap on the door.
Without waiting for the prerequisite 'Come in' Daniel burst inside.
"Jack, do you think.." He suddenly noticed the room was not empty. "Oops. Sorry
guys! I'll come back later." Quickly Daniel turned on his heels to leave. Jack just
shook his head.
"Daniel! Don't you EVER knock?"
"Uh, not usually?" Daniel said turning back around and blushing slightly. Sam
decided to put the guy out of his misery.
"It's ok Daniel. The Colonel and I were just finishing up." Sam stood up to leave.
"Sir, we're talk more about this later, ok?" Jack nodded.
"See ya in 90 minutes Major." Giving a small nod, Sam left the room.
"Jack, I really interrupted something didn't I?"
"Yep. But don't worry, it wasn't anything to blush over." Jack paused as if
considering something. "Unfortunately." He muttered.
"So, Danny!" Jack said looking up all military once again. "What cha need?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I know it's short and quite fluffy, but I wanted to give y'all something to play with.
They're planet bound next chapter. And EVERYONE think really good thoughts on
10/28 ok? Graduate exams. Gulp.
Jack walked into the commissary bleary eyed and in desperate need of coffee. It had
been a very long night and unfortunately he hadn't been able to get much sleep. He
and Jacob had left Sam's at around 11 the night before. Jacob needed to gate back
to the Tok'ra as he needed time to assemble his team and fly a Teltac to the khan's
world. With luck he was already in orbit around the planet waiting for SG-1 to make
contact.
And Jack? Jack had decided to stay on base. As much as he would have liked to
spend the evening with Sam, she hadn't actually asked for his company and Jack
knew she hadn't been home in over two weeks. He had asked her with his eyes if he
should come back, and she had said no. Fair enough. Didn't mean he had to like it
though. Jack stifled a large yawn as he made himself a cup of coffee and grabbed a
bowl of oatmeal. Nothing like oatmeal to start out a mission.
After grabbing a piece of fruit and a glass of orange juice, Jack looked up for the first
time for a place to sit. As expected the room was virtually empty. Suddenly he
spied a mop of blonde hair in the corner bent over a report. Sam.
"Carter!" Jack said a little too loudly sitting down next to her. "What the heck are
you doing here?!"
"Probably the same as you Sir." Sam said with a small smile. "Having breakfast."
"But it isn't even 0600." Jack whined as he spooned a large amount of sugar into his
coffee.
"I could ask you the same thing Sir."
"You could." Jack said giving her a pointed look. "But I asked first."
"SOMEONE slept on the wrong side of the bed last night." Sam muttered. It was so
easy to fall into Jack banter that every now and then Sam would actually forget that
they were a couple. Which meant that particular line held several different
meanings. She felt herself reddening slightly.
"What was that Major?"
"Nothing Sir."
"Thought so." Jack said smugly taking his first sip of coffee. He sighed audibly and
leaned back in the chair.
"So why are you here so early Carter?"
Sam really didn't want to talk to Jack about this. He would probably take it the
wrong way and start getting all over-protective on her again. Unless of course she
told him all the details and then..
"Carter?"
"I couldn't sleep, ok?"
"Oh." Jack was quiet for several seconds. "I could have come back you know."
"I know." Sam said nodding as she picked at her rapidly cooling waffle. "But I really
needed to get reacquainted with my house and honestly thought I'd just fall fast
asleep after you and dad left last night."
"But you didn't."
"Actually I did." Jack looked at her curiously. Was Sam blushing?
"But.." Jack prompted.
"But I kept waking up."
"How come?" Jack was a little worried now. Were the nightmares back? As her
commanding officer (not to mention love of his life) Jack needed to know.
"Sam?" Jack said touching her arm slightly.
"Colonel," Sam said emphasizing his title, "I really don't think the Mess is the place
to talk about this."
Jack scoffed at her answer. "Sam, it's just you, me and Sergeant Siler over there in
the corner- I think we're safe."
"Colonel.." Sam tried again. This was embarrassing and she really didn't want to
discuss it in public.
"Major, I could order you to tell me you know." Jack said with mock seriousness.
Sam laughed heartily. "Actually Sir, you couldn't."
"Huh?" Jack was very, very confused.
"The answer to that question is personal. The kind of personal that involves
relationships and according to rule 239.b, Senior Officers cannot force Junior Officers
to reveal intimate details of a personal nature unless it is relevant to military
protocols."
"Intimate details?"
"Jack, can you just drop this please?"
"Intimate?"
"Fine!" Sam said a little too loudly. Siler looked up from his reading, smiled briefly
at the Colonel and Sam and then lowered his head back down.
"I kept waking up due to erotic dreams, ok?"
Of all the things Sam might have said, this was definitely not one of those he had
considered.
"Um. Were they nice?" *Were they NICE O'Neill?! What are you, an idiot?*
"Very nice." Sam said smiling and taking a big forkful of waffle.
"Anyone there I might recognize?" Jack said trying to sound nonchalant.
"A few people." Sam said feeling a bit warm. It was worth it though. Jack was
uncomfortable as hell.
"Why last night?"
"I've had dreams before Colonel." Sam said trying not to enjoy this too much. They
really were in a public place.
"Recently?" Jack asked sounding utterly flabbergasted. Sam was having fantasies?
God, they were about him, weren't they?
"Of course!" Sam said perplexed by Jack's discomposure. "Although to be honest,
last night's were quite.. um.. vivid."
"Vivid?"
"Jack, can we PLEASE not talk about this here?"
"You're right Major. I apologize." He looked at his watch. "My office in 15 minutes."
With that Jack picked up his tray and walked out of the room.
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Sam really considered not going to his office but something about the way Jack had
looked at her made her reconsider. He honestly looked surprised that she had
fantasies. Which was ridiculous because he KNEW she had fantasies. Hell, they had
role-played more than a couple on occasion. Taking a deep breath Sam knocked
lightly on his door.
"Come on in Carter." Jack's voice said from within.
"Reporting as ordered Sir." Sam said with military precision. Jack just rolled his
eyes. He motioned for Sam to close the door and then offered her a seat.
"Jack, we're going on a mission in less than 2 hours, is this really the time and place
to talk about this?"
"Why were your dreams vivid last night ? Jack asked ignoring what Sam had just
said.
"They just were!" Sam said stubbornly.
"I need to know Sam." Jack said quietly. *Huh? What's with him?*
Sam fidgeted slightly in her seat and absently tucked a stray piece of hair behind her
ear. "This really isn't the place to talk about this Colonel, (again with the emphasis
on his title) but if you really must know, I kept smelling you last night."
"Excuse me?" Jack said raising an eyebrow in a very impressive Teal'c impression.
"Jack, do you remember the night before we went to that damned khan planet?"
Jack nodded slowly as a smile began creeping across his face. Oh yeah. Definitely
remembered.
"Well," Sam said unconsciously licking her lips. "If you remember we were late for
the mission briefing the next morning and ran out of the house without so much as a
shower." Jack nodded.
"Or changing the sheets."
"That was over two weeks ago Sam!"
"That's right!" Sam yelled standing up. "And apparently your aftershave tends to
linger!"
"Oh." Jack visually slumped back into his chair. Sam took a deep breath and sat
back down herself. Finally. He understood.
"Jack, I felt like you were surrounding me last night, only you weren't there. It's
hard enough when you ARE there, but to smell you without…" Sam realized she was
rambling and closed her mouth with an audible click. She laughed quietly to herself.
"Being in that damned bed didn't help matters, ok?"
Jack couldn't help but chuckle. "We do tend to get into more mischief at your place
don't we?"
"Mischief Jack?"
"Would you rather I said hot monkey love?"
Sam laughed. "You know if your place was closer, all this 'mischief' we get into might
be at your house."
"Nah. I got the more comfortable bed."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Face it Sam, you have that little full-sized bed with the squeaky head board. Your
bed is great when.. um, well…" Sam's bed was all about lovin' and that's all there is
to it. Jack decided to change tactics.
"But MY bed is nice and roomy. There's something to be said for an extra long
queen with a firm mattress."
"There is that Jack." Sam said a knowing nod. "But the fact remains that more of
our, uh, more athletic evenings have been at my place. And THAT'S what I was
thinking about last night."
"Well, as long as you're ok." Jack said picking up a pencil and twirling it around.
"Perfectly fine." Sam looked at Jack more closely. There was something else going
on here.
"Jack?"
"Hmm?"
"How'd you sleep last night?"
"I missed your cold feet." Jack said with a small smile.
Sam was about to say something more when there was a loud rap on the door.
Without waiting for the prerequisite 'Come in' Daniel burst inside.
"Jack, do you think.." He suddenly noticed the room was not empty. "Oops. Sorry
guys! I'll come back later." Quickly Daniel turned on his heels to leave. Jack just
shook his head.
"Daniel! Don't you EVER knock?"
"Uh, not usually?" Daniel said turning back around and blushing slightly. Sam
decided to put the guy out of his misery.
"It's ok Daniel. The Colonel and I were just finishing up." Sam stood up to leave.
"Sir, we're talk more about this later, ok?" Jack nodded.
"See ya in 90 minutes Major." Giving a small nod, Sam left the room.
"Jack, I really interrupted something didn't I?"
"Yep. But don't worry, it wasn't anything to blush over." Jack paused as if
considering something. "Unfortunately." He muttered.
"So, Danny!" Jack said looking up all military once again. "What cha need?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I know it's short and quite fluffy, but I wanted to give y'all something to play with.
They're planet bound next chapter. And EVERYONE think really good thoughts on
10/28 ok? Graduate exams. Gulp.