Disclaimer: Stargate SG1 is the property of MGM, double secret and GEKKO
corp. I have used the characters to create my own story.
Spoilers: season 7's 'birth right' written by Chris Judge
Notes: just a quickie about that little scene were Carter Puts her foot in
it! Enjoy and let me know what you think!
'Special Relationship'
"You said what?" he asks with a laugh, trying not to choke on a chicken ball from his takeaway Chinese meal.
"I know, I know! But what was I supposed to say? She sprang it on me, I wasn't prepared!" she replies, fighting the urge to laugh at herself. He nods and their eyes meet and lock on to each other from poles of the table. Jack O'Neill takes his bear in one hand and without taking his eyes away from the woman sitting opposite him, raises a toast.
"Well, here's to our 'special relationship'"
"I'll drink to that!" the green bottles create a happy clinking sound as they collide in midair, before both parties finish their drinks and push their now empty plates into the centre of the table.
"So, who's washing?" Sam asks as she moves the plates to the sink.
"I'll dry, you can wash."
"Sure" she says over the sound of hot running water, and the squirting noise of the cleaning fluid.
Five minutes later the couple are seated together on the couch watching the opening credits of some movie it had taken them nearly an hour to decide on, and now that it came to watching it, neither of them could be bothered to pay enough attention to follow the plot.
"Do get any of this?" Jack asks, fighting a yawn.
"Well, he.and then she did something.or something.no! I don't get it! Why did we choose this again?"
"Because you have a crush on Kevin Costner!" he says in an accusing voice
"Oh please! I do not! He's not my type."
"Really! So who is then?" he hits the remote and rids the room of the intruding noise of the television., then turns to face her, placing the remote on the arm of the sofa and crossing his arms.
"What?"
"I'm serious, what qualities do you look for in a guy?" he sits back and puts his feet up on the coffee table in front of them.
"Well. I guess he has.er.he has to have a good sense of humour, he has to be kind, not a wimp but not violent. He has to be passionate, truthful, and not clingy and . good with kids!" she says, smiling and watching Jacks face tinge a slight green colour with jealousy. Obviously not getting the hints, Sam makes it obvious for him, "Oh yeah, and his name has to start with the letter J!" adding under her breath, "and the fact that he has a great butt is just a bonus!"
He smiles slowly with comprehension, "that's a tall order, Major Carter!"
"What can I say, nothing but the best will do for me."
He unfolds his arms, placing a hand in hers and squeezing gently, looking her in the eye for a moment, "I'm glad we have a special relationship," he smiles, and is rewarded by an equally brilliant facial dance, "yeah, me too." She holds his hand a little tighter as he reaches up to switch the lamp off and pulls the throw from the back of the couch closely around their rearranged bodies, which now lay neatly together, as they fall into a deep safe, comfortable slumber.
THE END
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'Special Relationship'
"You said what?" he asks with a laugh, trying not to choke on a chicken ball from his takeaway Chinese meal.
"I know, I know! But what was I supposed to say? She sprang it on me, I wasn't prepared!" she replies, fighting the urge to laugh at herself. He nods and their eyes meet and lock on to each other from poles of the table. Jack O'Neill takes his bear in one hand and without taking his eyes away from the woman sitting opposite him, raises a toast.
"Well, here's to our 'special relationship'"
"I'll drink to that!" the green bottles create a happy clinking sound as they collide in midair, before both parties finish their drinks and push their now empty plates into the centre of the table.
"So, who's washing?" Sam asks as she moves the plates to the sink.
"I'll dry, you can wash."
"Sure" she says over the sound of hot running water, and the squirting noise of the cleaning fluid.
Five minutes later the couple are seated together on the couch watching the opening credits of some movie it had taken them nearly an hour to decide on, and now that it came to watching it, neither of them could be bothered to pay enough attention to follow the plot.
"Do get any of this?" Jack asks, fighting a yawn.
"Well, he.and then she did something.or something.no! I don't get it! Why did we choose this again?"
"Because you have a crush on Kevin Costner!" he says in an accusing voice
"Oh please! I do not! He's not my type."
"Really! So who is then?" he hits the remote and rids the room of the intruding noise of the television., then turns to face her, placing the remote on the arm of the sofa and crossing his arms.
"What?"
"I'm serious, what qualities do you look for in a guy?" he sits back and puts his feet up on the coffee table in front of them.
"Well. I guess he has.er.he has to have a good sense of humour, he has to be kind, not a wimp but not violent. He has to be passionate, truthful, and not clingy and . good with kids!" she says, smiling and watching Jacks face tinge a slight green colour with jealousy. Obviously not getting the hints, Sam makes it obvious for him, "Oh yeah, and his name has to start with the letter J!" adding under her breath, "and the fact that he has a great butt is just a bonus!"
He smiles slowly with comprehension, "that's a tall order, Major Carter!"
"What can I say, nothing but the best will do for me."
He unfolds his arms, placing a hand in hers and squeezing gently, looking her in the eye for a moment, "I'm glad we have a special relationship," he smiles, and is rewarded by an equally brilliant facial dance, "yeah, me too." She holds his hand a little tighter as he reaches up to switch the lamp off and pulls the throw from the back of the couch closely around their rearranged bodies, which now lay neatly together, as they fall into a deep safe, comfortable slumber.
THE END
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