Not Far Enough - Janet's POV
The music ends and I hear a few moans as I think some people enjoyed watching Sam and Jack dance, as a lot of them don't see the two of them as happy, fun people, just as Major Carter and Colonel O'Neill, the genius and the scary.
I look over to Daniel and he winks at me, his smile showing how much he enjoyed seeing the two of them letting their hair down for once. General Hammond and Jacob Carter look shocked, apparently they have not heard about the bet.
I look to the stage, just in time to see Jack give Sam an amused look, which she responds to with a shrug and a smile and I'm happy that they finally seem to be getting comfortable in each others presence.
"So have we won the bet?" I look back at the General and Jacob and laugh at their shocked faces, I'm not sure if they are happier that it was for a bet, or if they would have preferred it being done because that's what they wanted to do.
"We tried to stay as true to the film as possible," he carries on, and I can vouch for that as Sam would come over and watch that scene none stop for hours, to make sure she had the dance right.
"We felt that there were some parts we were unable to do, but we went with the film as far as we could." I am starting to worry and looking at Sam I am not calmed by the fact that she too looks slightly nervous.
"Not far enough!" Damn. I look to Daniel and mouth "who was that?" And he just shrugs back "No idea" before turning back to the make shift stage, and I do the same.
"Major Farad." Guess that answers that question, and I get the feeling that Major Farad might be having an unpleasant time next time he appears in the infirmary courtesy of the base doctor.
"Would you and Lt Stacey like to come up and show us how far you think myself and Major Carter should have gone?" I get the feeling that war is about to be announced as Jack is starting to look rather angry, "Well?"
"No Sir," Farad finally answers and I'm slightly worried that I feel rather sorry for the guy, as I've been the recipient of Jack's mood more than once, so I am not affected, but most people are.
I watch with fascination as Sam places her hand carefully on Jack's shoulder, causing him to turn towards her. They have a silent conversation, and I marvel at their closeness, and yet they seem oblivious to the fact that they are so in tune with each other.
Eventually Jack turns to Farad and gives him a glare that I believe is the 'Gou'ald' glare as Sam puts it, the glare reserved only for his worst enemies. He then turns and storms off the stage, and Sam gets them to put the music back on before turning to watch him leave.
Daniel brushes past me and I watch as he walks up to Jack, trying to talk him, but instead gets brushed off, and stares in shock as Jack walks out without looking back.
Sam tries to join in with the party, and I manage to get her into a conversation about Cassie, but I can tell her mind is elsewhere, so after a while I let the conversation run dry so she can make her excuses and go to find Jack.
I walk over to Daniel who has been leaning against a wall, watching me and Sam.
"What do you think is going to happen?" he asks me, half concerned, half amused.
"Not sure I want to know," I reply, "Any word yet from Teal'c?"
"No, he's still with the rebels, guess the problem is slightly more serious then he suggested." He answers and I can hear the angst in his voice.
"I'm sure he's fine, he's probably enjoying spending time with his son."
He nods, before looking towards the door, "Should we go after them?"
"I think they need to sort this out between them."
I watch as Daniel wonders off to a group of the scientists, and I stand happily watching the people dance, some of whom I didn't think would make it this far, and it's nice to see them enjoying themselves for once, after everything they've been through.
"She's gone to find him hasn't she?" I turn to see Jacob stood in front of me, an amused and yet anxious expression on his face.
"Yes."
"They care about each other." It's phrased as a question but the way he says it tells me that it is more of a statement. I force myself to look at him, fearful of what he is going to say or do about Sam and Jack. He just smiles at me, "they are good with each other," before he turns and walks off, leaving me stood there shocked.
I hear gasps and turn to see Sam returning to the Gate room, eyes puffed red from crying, hair crumpled, makeup smeared all over her face. I glance at Jacob and he nods that I should go and try to sort Sam out, so I move over to her, and gently move her over to one of the makeshift tables, sitting her down on a chair before sitting on the chair opposite.
"You look awful," I joke, but I know she hears the concern in my voice and she looks round the room to make sure no one is listening before turning back to me.
She tells me what happened, about the admission of feelings, the kiss, and her rejection of taking it any further. As she tells me about his reaction to her rejection I look into her eyes, and see fear for Jack, for what this event will have done to him, and I silently promise to jab Major Farad with the biggest needle I have at his next check up, just for Jack.
"You did the right thing." I try to make it sound convincing, but I'm not sure she did, as I know how badly Jack takes negativity so am afraid for both of them.
"I thought you might say that."
"He'll understand, eventually," I say absentmindedly, looking over her shoulder to where I have spotted Jack arriving.
I watch as Daniel approaches, and see out the corner of my eye Sam following my gaze. I watch in fascination as he stares straight at her, almost as if they are communicating silently. He turns and walks out the door, and Sam slowly turns back to me, her face full of distress and fear.
"Eventually might be too late."