The Rain, The Gate, and Other Things
Author's notes: Set in Season 5 before Meridian. The Tok'ra arrive at the SGC with information about a new weapon that kills a Gou'ald symbiote without harming the host. As always, when the Tok'ra have something that sounds too good to be true it usually is. Action/Adventure a little SJ ship at the end. If you don't like the SJ stuff don't read chapter 3.
Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. I have written this story for entertainment purposes only and no money whatsoever has exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author(s).
The Rain
It was 0800 on Saturday morning and Sam was finally heading for the elevator in the SGC and home. She had been working on a way to for SG teams to remotely dial the gate when they are off world. If they could dial into the gate on the run it would save countless injuries and maybe even death, when teams are under fire on other planets.
Sam had worked on the software protocols until after 2:00 AM, when she finally gave in and went to get some rack time in her quarters.
Just as she pushed the button for the elevator, Colonel Jack O'Neill strolled up.
"So, Carter, working late again I see."
"Yeah, you too Sir?"
"Paperwork." he sighed.
"Ah." She replied.
Just then the elevator doors slid open, the two officers stepped inside and Sam pushed the button that would take them to the surface.
"So, Carter, you got any big plans for the weekend?"
"Uh,...no, Sir. How about you?"
"Well, the fishing here is no where near as good as Minnesota, but I figured any fishing is better than none."
Sam nodded her head.
"I promised to give Cassie a tennis lesson today."
"Really? I didn't know you played tennis, Carter."
"Actually, I'm quite good, Sir." Sam still managed to sound modest.
"Well, I can't play any more...the knee you know." Jack said as he flexed his bad knee. "But, if you ever want to take me on in golf..."
"That sounds like fun, Colonel." She smiled at him.
"Really?" He asked unable to keep his voice from sounding incredulous.
"Yeah. We could get Daniel and Teal'c to go and we'd have a foursome!"
The thought of Daniel, Teal'c, Carter and himself playing a round of golf sent all kinds of fun, crazy images through Jack's mind. Not the least of which was him teaching Teal'c to golf through the stargate when they were stuck in that infernal time loop.
"You know, Carter, that could be a lot of fun! We'll have to do that next time we all have a day off."
Just then the elevator arrived at the surface and the doors lumbered open. As Jack and Sam stepped out of the Mountain, they discovered that their plans for the day were, literally, awash. It was raining. Not a heavy Colorado thunderstorm, but the slow, steady, light rain that promised to be with them all day.
"Ah, crap!" Jack exclaimed.
Sam smiled to herself. "It's not that bad, Colonel. I like the rain."
"You like it? Carter, are you sick?"
"I think its romantic." 'Oh crap, oh damn! Shit! I can't believe I just said that!' She thought to herself and looked away quickly, suddenly self conscious.
Colonel O'Neill tossed her a side long glance. "You think rain is romantic?" He teased.
"Just forget it, Colonel." She said and started to walk away.
Jack put his hand on her arm to stop her. "No. Tell me why rain is romantic." He was smiling ear to ear. He knew Carter had let something slip that she hadn't meant to and he intended to take full advantage of the situation.
"Its nothing, really." She said, obviously angry with herself and flustered. How could she let something like that slip out in front of her commanding officer? Not only did it make her appear weak, it gave the impression that she was a silly female interested in nothing more than all that romantic hogwash!
Jack knew exactly what she was thinking and he also knew that Carter was unlike any woman he had ever known. School girl romantic ideas were not part of Carter's make up. But he couldn't help himself. He had to tease her about it.
"Oh, come on, tell me why rain is romantic. I promise I won't tell anyone!" Jack lied.
"I gotta go, Sir." Sam started to jog toward her car.
What she didn't realize was that Jack jogged along just behind her and as she open the driver's side door he slid into the passenger seat.
"Sir! I really want to go home now!" She pleaded.
"Sure, just as soon as you tell me."
Realizing that she wasn't going to win this battle Sam let out a sigh. "Ok, maybe romantic was the wrong word. I like to sit by the fireplace, maybe read a book and just listen to the rain on the roof."
"That's it!" Jack was disappointed.
"Yes, Sir, that's it."
"Ah, crap, Carter, I thought you could come up with something better than that!"
"Sorry to disappoint you, Sir, but now if you don't mind I think I'll just go home and enjoy the rain."
"So, this rain thing, is this something you do alone, or do you have company?"
Sam tilted her head and looked at Jack with a smile that said 'I can't believe you asked me that!'
"I'm just askin..."
"Sir..."
"Ok, ok, I know when I'm not wanted. Have a nice weekend, Carter."
Jack slid out of the car and shut the door.
Sam shook her head. Had Colonel O'Neill tried to tell her that he wouldn't mind spending a rainy afternoon with her? His comment was so ambiguous that she didn't know.
As he watched Sam pull away, Jack couldn't believe how she had managed to get out of that one. Well, he could still tease her about thinking that rain was romantic, even if there wasn't a great story behind it.