Title: Fighting Boredom
Summary: Just read, it isn't long!
Spoilers: None!
Rating: Hrm.. perhaps pg-13
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue me!
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Jack O'Neill walked down the corridors of the SGC. He *really* hated the late night/ early morning shift. They rarely had to work them, but the team had managed to escape them for the last few months. Half of the SGC would be after their hides if they tried to skip another one. Oh, of course no one would come straight out and say something, but when Siler tells someone *something* might be wrong with his truck, one tends to listen.
"I bet Carter's as bored as I am. We haven't found any new doohickeys on the last few missions. Maybe I can bug her for a while," he thought to himself. As he neared her lab, he was suprised to hear the noises coming out of it.
"Ooh, Teal'c. Look how close I am! I can feel it! Can you?" The excitement in her voice was elevated.
'What in the world is going on?!?' he thought. Being male, he decided to listen.
"Major Carter, indeed you are. But I believe I will soon pass you." O'Neill was straining to hear now. Was that a chuckle coming from his impassive friend, his friend who would never intentionally hurt him (except for boxing...), his friend who would never move in on what was his...
'No, couldn't be, right?' he thought as he took a tentative step forward. Paranoia was running rampant, making mischievous movies in his mind.
"Come on Teal'c you're almost there! One more try and you'll have it! I can feel it!" The excitement in her voice rose with each word, as well as things within himself. He couldn't take it any more!!
"What the hell is going on here?!?" he demanded as he stormed into the room. In front of him stood Sam Carter and Teal'c . They pushed back everything so they could stand in the middle of her lab undisturbed. They were both in a semi-squatting position, studying the ceiling. There laid the objects of their lust. Above Sam laid pencils, and pencils laying on the ground beneath Teal'c.
"Oh, well, I'm, yeah...." he started as he bashfully looked away and rubbed his hand through his hair.
"What did you think was occurring between Major Carter and myself, O'Neill?" Teal'c asked with his smile, already knowing the answer.
"Yeah, sir? And by the way, you have a little foot on your mouth..." she told him with a smirk. He automatically put his hand to his mouth to wipe something away, but blushed even harder when Sam and Teal'c laughed.
"You are incorrect, Major Carter. O'Neill has no shoe near his mouth. They are on his feet." That earned a huge smile from Carter, and made O'Neill almost forget the predicament he was in at that certain moment.
"Too bad you weren't here earlier, sir. It was defiantly, ah, an experience when I tried to teach Daniel how to throw." She was now biting her bottom lip to stifle her snickers.
"Daniel, hey? So, the three of you were, in here, doing this?" His finger was pointing all around the room.
"Naturally, O'Neill. When the three of us engage in entertainment, it always ends in a bang." Teal'c did nothing to hide his smirk. Damn Carter! How could she adulterate poor Teal'c like that!?!
"Yeah, well, never mind. Oh, and Teal'c? Carter is a great coach of teaching you how to stick hard things into soft places. First hand experience." He patted Teal'c on the shoulder and winked, and walked out of the room grinning, leaving a jaw-dropped Sam Carter and smirking Teal'c behind.
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Ha dirty minded people.... I knew what you were thinking!!! It's 11:30 at night, I'm bored and can't sleep, so you all must suffer with my stories! As always, feedback loved!!!!