Title: How close is too close for comfort?

Author: Odiceron

Dislcaimer: I don't own a god damn thing; if I did things would have turned out a lot differently.

Spoilers: None

Pairings: J/S

Summary: Would give it away.

Authors notes: Its short and random.

Jack walks through the door of her lab as if he owned the place, well he did sort of. It was hisbase. The Air force may actually own it, but he considered it his. His home for the past 8 years and since he had virtually lived in this lab for those 8 years, he always felt comfortable there, except the odd occasion when he broke something, usually he felt very uncomfortable then and chose to go bug Daniel.

"Carter"

"Sir?" Sam was sitting at her computer typing up results of an experiment. She doesn't even turn her head; she could hear him coming down the corridor.

"Watcha doing?" he rests his elbow on the bench in front of him by the side of her computer resting his chin on his hands.

"Typing up some results, sir"

"Wanna go for coffee"

Sam lifts up the cup next to her

"Jell-O?"

Sam raises and container that once contained Jell-O, which was hiding behind her screen.

"Oh"

Sam turns her head to face herGeneral

"Is something wrong sir?"

"You know me carter, just trying to avoid paper work" Jack stands up properly and sticks his hands in his pockets and balance on one heel rocking from side to side

"Well sir, if you have got a few minutes to spare I have been meaning to show you something?"

"Sure" a beaming smile appears across his face at the chance to avoid paper work; Sam tries to suppress a grin but fails. He could always do that, no matter what had happened or where they were he could always make her smile.

Sam gestured to the screen as Jack walked around behind her to get a better view of the monitor.

"I was looking over the device SG-13 brought back from their last mission"

"Yeah..." Sam's head turns from him to the monitor and bring up a diagram of the device.

"If you look here" She points at a part of the diagram "There is a small port which I think we may be able to interface a computer. I am having the engineers draft up a possible connector now based on what we have learnt so far"

"Ok…" Jack leans forward as Sam turns to face the monitor so he can see what exactly she is referring to.

"I believe the device is some sort of storage device, for what I'm not exactly sure." Sam begins to speak faster as she approaches the main discovery "but from what we cal tell it can hold massive amounts of data, if we can find a way to backwards engineer this technology it would mean huge jumps for data storage"

Jacks head is now right next to hers peering at the screen, both faces are facing the screen so neither have noticed the closeness of there current position.

Jacks hand reaches for the mouse to rotate the view, his own curiosity increasing. I wonder if I could get the Simpson's collection on this thing, he thinks as he rests his hand on the mouse. At the same time Sam reaches over to rotate the image to show Jack another part of her discovery but finds her hand resting on his.

Both of there heads turn and realise there closeness, neither jump back in shock just look into each others eyes. The warmth of there hands on each others amplifying the closeness.

Daniel hurries into Sam's lab his head buried in a folder his speed explaining the reason for his arrival before he even opens his mouth.

"Hey Sam, I figured out what those inscriptions mean on that device we found on our last mission"

Jack backs away, his hand pulling away from hers, as she turns back to the screen. All in time with Daniels head rising from the folder.

"Oh hey Jack, didn't see you… there"

"No problem Daniel… Carter, I will see you later"

"Yes sir, I will get the results of this you asap"

"No problem carter"

"Maybe once we figure this out, I won't have to put that extra hard drive in you laptop for the Simpson's collection?" Her smile reaching her eyes, as she relaxed.

Jack shrugged and walked out of her lab passing Daniel with a nod.

Now to tackle that paper work. He thought to himself. Jack lets out a sigh and mutter aloud "I'm getting too old for this"

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