Foolish Games7

By: the female apophis

Do I really need to go over this again?

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Jacob was shocked to say the least.

Neither Jack nor Sam had awoken when the plate broke. Just how deep in sleep were they?

He began to see red, and just before he pounced on Jack, Selmak took control and chided him.

Jacob, they're both still fully clothed. You know they didn't actually do anything.

I know, but can I kill Jack anyway?

What would Sam do if you did kill him? Do you really want to suffer her wrath?

Good point.

Let's get this cleaned up, and leave these two alone. We're supposed to be back at the base in an hour anyway so we can ship out.

Okay. Fine.

Jacob quietly made his way down to the kitchen where he grabbed a towel and a trash bag.

The mess was soon cleaned up. Not long afterwards he wrote a note telling Sam where he had gone, and that he had accidentally broken a plate as he had been fixing breakfast.

During his hassle to get everything cleaned up, he missed a small piece of the broken plate.

Sam awoke to one of the most heavenly scents she had ever had the joy of smelling. She sluggishly opened her eyes, and saw a very male body lying beside her. She raised her head slowly, and smiled when she saw Jack's features.

His hair was sticking up in all directions, more messed up than usual. His eyelids flickered back and forth, signaling that he was still sleeping. His mouth was turned up in a gentle smile, making her wonder what it was exactly that he was dreaming about.

Dammit! What a time to have to go to the bathroom!

She reluctantly eased herself out of his arms, careful not to wake him. She rounded the bed, and tiptoed to the bathroom.

On her way back, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her right foot.

"SHIT! DAMMIT THAT HURTS!"

"Sam? What's wrong?"

"I stepped on something really sharp, and now it's embedded in my foot."

Jack shot out of bed and made his way to her side.

She was holding her foot, and he was allowed to see what it was that was implanted in her foot.

"Hold still. I'll try to get this out."

"Ow. This hurts."

"Easy now. This'll just take a minute."

He spoke soothing words to her as he slowly pulled the shard from her foot. She bit down on her lip until she tasted blood. With one final agonizing pull, it was out.

"Well, it seems that you had a piece of what looks like a plate in your foot. I didn't know you liked to eat down here."

"I don't eat down here. Oh, shit...dad."

"What?"

"Come with me."

She rose to her feet, and limped to the kitchen. Upon getting there, she read her dad's note and gave a little yelp.

"What?"

"Dad said that he broke a plate when he was making breakfast this morning. I think he was bringing me breakfast in bed..."

"I see where you're going with this. Should I update my will soon?"

She playfully smacked him on the chest.

"Very funny."

"I was being serious!"

She just glared at him, before calling up the base and asking for Hammond.

"Hammond."

"Sir, this is Carter. Has my father left yet?"

"No, he's sitting here in my office now. Would you like to speak to him?"

"Yes, please."

She waited for a few seconds before she heard his voice come over the line.

~fin~

Can I get any crueler? Can you handle the pressure?