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Chapter 2: The Thought of You
Her muffled screams brought Colonel O'neill running.
"Carter!" Gently, he shook her. "Carter!" he repeated. Giving her shoulders a firm shake, he pulled her up from her uncomfortable position on the computer keyboard. Jack watched anxiously as her eyelids fluttered, wanting to open but not able to.
"Sam," he beckoned softly, "open your eyes."
Slowly, she opened her eyes. "Colonel?" she questioned softly.
Without thinking, Sam deftly ran her fingertips over his forehead, brow and finally let her fingers trail down his cheeks.
He knelt down in front of her. His senses heightened, Jack watched her stricken face in concern.
"Sam, what's wrong? What happened?" Frantically, Sam searched his eyes. No teasing glint, but no insane gleam either.
"Jack, is it really you?"
"Last time, I checked, yeah." She let out the breath she didn't even realize she had been holding.
"Oh, thank goodness." Surprising Jack, Sam wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him tightly to her. "Tell me you would never betray me?" she asked suddenly, pulling back from him.
"Okkay, that's not what most women ask me," he joked.
"I'm serious."
Squirming, he felt uncomfortable under her intense gaze. "Of course not, never intentionally anyway." Feeling defensive and slightly hurt, he demanded, "Why do you even need to ask me this?"
"I, I had this dream that Jonas captured me for my brain. He wanted to take my brain and clone it, making a completely new, intelligent race of beautiful beings."
Jack stood up and took a step back. "Over killing on the horror flicks too much Carter," he joked.
"Don't patronize me Colonel," she replied evenly.
"Smart man," he commented. Sam stared at Jack in horror. "But, all the duplicates in the world could never compare to the original. They wouldn't be nearly as smart and beautiful as the real thing." Happily, Sam blushed. Wrapping his arms around her, Jack rested his chin on her head. "Promise me you'll be ready to leave in 15 minutes. I'll drop you off at your house."
"I promise."
"Good." Hesitantly, he pulled away.
He turned to leave when Sam called his name. "My head is all red from sleeping on the keyboard," she mock complained.
He grinned wolfishly. "Really Carter, you can be quite demanding." In two strides he crossed the room to her. Letting his hands rest at the junction of her neck and shoulders, Jack kissed Sam on the forehead.
Watching his tall, handsome form stride out of the room, Sam sighed. "Someday." As she turned off her computer, a bright smile lit up her face at the thought of her Colonel. "Eat your heart out Jonas!"
If anyone would like to borrow this story, please ask first, thanks! :)
Chapter 2: The Thought of You
Her muffled screams brought Colonel O'neill running.
"Carter!" Gently, he shook her. "Carter!" he repeated. Giving her shoulders a firm shake, he pulled her up from her uncomfortable position on the computer keyboard. Jack watched anxiously as her eyelids fluttered, wanting to open but not able to.
"Sam," he beckoned softly, "open your eyes."
Slowly, she opened her eyes. "Colonel?" she questioned softly.
Without thinking, Sam deftly ran her fingertips over his forehead, brow and finally let her fingers trail down his cheeks.
He knelt down in front of her. His senses heightened, Jack watched her stricken face in concern.
"Sam, what's wrong? What happened?" Frantically, Sam searched his eyes. No teasing glint, but no insane gleam either.
"Jack, is it really you?"
"Last time, I checked, yeah." She let out the breath she didn't even realize she had been holding.
"Oh, thank goodness." Surprising Jack, Sam wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him tightly to her. "Tell me you would never betray me?" she asked suddenly, pulling back from him.
"Okkay, that's not what most women ask me," he joked.
"I'm serious."
Squirming, he felt uncomfortable under her intense gaze. "Of course not, never intentionally anyway." Feeling defensive and slightly hurt, he demanded, "Why do you even need to ask me this?"
"I, I had this dream that Jonas captured me for my brain. He wanted to take my brain and clone it, making a completely new, intelligent race of beautiful beings."
Jack stood up and took a step back. "Over killing on the horror flicks too much Carter," he joked.
"Don't patronize me Colonel," she replied evenly.
"Smart man," he commented. Sam stared at Jack in horror. "But, all the duplicates in the world could never compare to the original. They wouldn't be nearly as smart and beautiful as the real thing." Happily, Sam blushed. Wrapping his arms around her, Jack rested his chin on her head. "Promise me you'll be ready to leave in 15 minutes. I'll drop you off at your house."
"I promise."
"Good." Hesitantly, he pulled away.
He turned to leave when Sam called his name. "My head is all red from sleeping on the keyboard," she mock complained.
He grinned wolfishly. "Really Carter, you can be quite demanding." In two strides he crossed the room to her. Letting his hands rest at the junction of her neck and shoulders, Jack kissed Sam on the forehead.
Watching his tall, handsome form stride out of the room, Sam sighed. "Someday." As she turned off her computer, a bright smile lit up her face at the thought of her Colonel. "Eat your heart out Jonas!"