Title: Who Said I Could Dance?
Rating: PG
Spoilers: "Chimera" Season Seven
Season: Post "Chimera"
Summary: Sam gets dance lessons for her birthday and finds an unlikely partner in her commanding officer.
Disclaimer: Okay I don't own Stargate SG-1 or anything to do with it's universe, you know that and I know that so lets not bring it up. I don't own "You've Really Got A Hold On Me" either. I do own the plot and all of the original characters in it.
Author's Note: Yay! New chapter! Please read and review!
Thanks: I need to thank everyone who reviews - you all keep me going. Especially gateseeker2 - who keeps me motivated by constant e-mails asking how I'm doing on a new chapter and always offering some ideas.
"Very good class! That is all for this week! I will see you next week, same time, same place!" Rosa announced from the front of the class before she clapped her hands together and was approached by one couple that was still having problems with one of the steps.
Sam released a deep breath as she walked over to grab a complimentary bottle of water on a table near the door. Her feet weren't hurting as bad as she expected and her body felt flushed all over but she was pretty sure that wasn't because of the dance steps they just learned but rather a certain tall, dark and handsome colonel who had had his body pressed into hers for most of the evening.
"Don't drink too quick there." Jack said as he walked up behind Sam and she pulled the bottle from her lips.
"Just a lot thirstier than I thought I would be si...Jack." Sam said biting down another Air Force familiarity.
"Let me get a little." Jack motioned to the bottle that Sam handed over despite the spread of new waters behind her. They had shared a canteen more than once off world and it hadn't become unusual to find Jack munching on a half eaten donut or bagel that he found on Sam's desk.
"Hi guys." Jessica Harris, the small woman with brunette hair that Sam and Jack had met before approached as she reached for her own bottle.
"Hi." Sam smiled out of courtesy.
"That was a lot more intense than I thought it would be." Josh Gibson, Jessica's partner, the other cop, sighed as he grabbed a bottle.
"You're telling us." Jack half laughed as he pulled Sam's bottle from his lips hand handed it back to her, still slightly full. She smiled slightly, he could have had more but he always left more than a few gulps for her - he had done it as far back as she could remember.
"Oh yeah, you two are really hot up there, I mean real sparks - it makes this class a lot more exciting than I thought it was going to be." Jess smiled and Josh nodded behind her.
"Yeah, you two look like pros - what are you doing taking a class like this?" Josh asked.
"Actually these classes are my birthday gift." Sam explained. "I've never really done anything like this before."
Jack began to open his mouth to add his two cents since the two police officers standing in front of them knew they weren't a couple but he caught the sight of Rosa approaching so he revised his plan, reaching over and putting his hand around Sam's waist and pulling her close to him, "And I just happen to be the luckiest guy on Earth."
Sam looked at her CO for a moment with a pure dumbfounded look on her face until she saw Rosa, she quickly smiled and put her hand on Jack's, lacing her fingers though the tops of his as he continued to hold onto her waist, "Honestly I think I'm the lucky one here."
Jess and Josh picked up on the hint and laughed as Sam and Jack joined it just as Rosa arrived at the table. "Good job everyone! I look forward to next week - especially with you two."
Rosa pointed a finger at Sam and Jack before going and greeting another couple. Jess let out a deep breath and Josh shrugged, "We've got to get to work."
Jack nodded, understanding all too well what that meant, "Okay, we'll see you next week."
Sam, Jack, Jess and Josh all exchanged goodbyes before Jack turned to Sam, "We should get going."
Sam nodded as she headed to the door with Jack's hand resting on the small of her back. They got outside and he slowly removed his hand, leaving Sam's back feeling suddenly cold without his heat. She shuttered reluctantly and Jack turned to her, "Are you cold?"
Sam silently cursed the power of suggestion because as soon as the words left Jack's lips she felt herself grow cold. She nodded, "A little."
"Here." Jack said as he stripped off his jacket and walked up to Sam. They stood a few inches from each other when Jack pulled the jacket around her back and held it out for her to drape her arms though. Sam put the jacket on with help from Jack and looked up into his eyes, they were nearly the same height with her heels on, making their situation slightly more intimate than normal.
"Thanks." Sam whispered, afraid that she talked to loudly that her lips would brush his and she might loose her entire train of thought.
Jack stood there, his brown eyes blazing in the flickering light of a streetlight before he took a step back, "What do you think about going out for a bite to eat? I'm starving."
Sam's gaze broke and she nodded, "Sounds terrific."
"I know this cool little place around the block, sound good?" Jack asked as he threw a thumb behind him to indicate the restaurant.
Sam nodded again, "Really good."
"Well then, may I?" Jack asked as he offered Sam his arm. She took his offered arm for the second time that evening and let him lead her down the block.
"What do you think?" Jack asked as he shuffled around in his chair. He and Sam found themselves sitting at a private table near a dance floor. The walls were painted a deep burgundy and dim lighting set the mood for the entire restaurant, a romantic - something out of a movie - feeling.
Sam nodded as she continued looking around, "I like it."
"I've been coming here for a few years on and off. You know that sudden urge not to eat at home all alone but you don't want to go to O'Malley's either?" Jack asked.
Sam nodded again and made eye contact, "I know the feeling."
The pair shared a small smile before a waiter approached dressed in black slacks, a white button down, a burgundy tie and black vest. "Ah Mr. O'Neill, it's so nice to see you again."
Jack looked over that the waiter and smiled, "Nice to see you too Damian."
"Ah and I see we are not dining alone tonight." Damian grinned as if he and Jack were old friends as he turned to Sam. For all she knew they could have been.
"Damian this is Samantha Carter, a friend of mine. Sam this is Damian - we've become friends since I first started coming here." Jack said as he did the formal introductions.
"Enchanted my dear." Damian said as he took Sam's offered hand and kissed the top of it.
Sam smiled and kept herself from blushing, she didn't know how to respond to that. She looked across the table at Jack who was watching her with a bemused look on his face.
"Damian, what would the little misses say?" Jack asked in a joking tone and Damian released Sam's hand and turned to him.
"Melody would actually be saying, 'Get back to work so you can afford the wedding'." Damian smiled before pulling a tablet out of his pocket.
Jack looked across the table at Sam, keeping the smile on his face, "Damian is engaged."
"Well congratulations." Sam smiled.
"Thank you. Now what shall I get you two?" Damian asked.
Sam quickly looked down at her menu, which she hadn't even begun to read. She searched it frantically attempting to find something to order when Jack began, "I'll have the pasta, hold the garlic and Sam will have the meat raviolis."
Sam looked up across the table at her CO who handed Damian his menu before turning to look at her. Damian reached out for her menu that she gave and she waited until Damian left before leaning over the table, "Meat raviolis?"
Jack shrugged, "I hope you don't mind - you'll like them and if you don't I'll give you some of mine, okay?"
Sam smiled and relaxed a little, "It's okay."
The piano player in the far corner began the beginning of "You've Really Got A Hold On Me" when a singer took the stage.
"I don't like you - But I love you."
Jack looked across the table and smiled, "What do you say to one last dance tonight?"
Sam looked over the empty dance floor before turning back to Jack, "Okay."
Jack stood and took Sam's hand and led her onto the floor. They stopped in the middle of the dance floor and Jack pulled Sam in, one of his hands resting on her hip and the other holding her. They began to sway.
"Seems that I'm always thinking of you
Though you treat me badly - I love you madly
You really got a hold on me - you really got a hold on me
You really got a hold on me - you really got a hold on me - baby."
Sam snuggled in against Jack's chest, resting her head on his shoulder and taking in his cologne.
"I don't want you - But I need you
Don't want to kiss you - But I need to
Though you do me wrong now - My love is strong now
You really got a hold on me - you really got a hold on me
You really got a hold on me - you really got a hold on me - baby..."
Jack and Sam continued to sway until the singer finished the last cord and the piano player stopped. They finally stepped away from each other and grinned, "Shall we?"
Jack offered Sam his arm again and she slipped her hand though it as he led them to their table. "That was fun."
"I'm glad you think so." Jack smiled but it faltered slightly, "Sam, can I ask you something?"
"Sure." Sam nodded as she sipped her water. "What is it?"
"I was just wondering..." Jack paused for a moment and made eye contact with his 2IC before continuing, "Are we getting this dressed up for every class?"
Sam released the breath she was holding, she knew after seven years of working beside him that wasn't the original question but she answered it anyway, "I think we do. Sorry."
Jack smiled one of his patented O'Neill grins, "Actually I'm kinda digging the threads."
Sam laughed and soon Damian appeared at the table with their dinners.
"For the gentleman and for the lady." He said as he placed the plates down. "I'll be back soon to check on you."
Sam took a few bites of her food before eyeing Jack's curiously - a look Jack understood from working with her for nearly seven years. He pushed his plate forward slightly; "Go ahead."
Sam smiled as she reached over the small flickering candle in the middle of their table and picked up a few pieces of Jack's pasta. After a few moments of chewing Sam added, "This is really good. Great choice."
Jack smiled at the compliment and lifted his glass, "To good choices."
Sam smiled back as she lifted her own glass and clinked it against his, "To good choices."
They both took a sip of their water and continued eating, talking in between bites until their plates were empty.
"That was too good." Sam laughed as she put down her fork.
Jack laughed with her, "We should go out to dinner again next weekend, try some new places out."
Sam nodded, "That sounds good."
Damian approached with the bill - which Jack insisted upon paying and when everything was said and done, Sam found herself walking back to Jack's truck with his jacket on again talking to him about something Siler had said a few days earlier.
"That's too good." Jack laughed as they arrived at his truck. He pulled open her door for her, "M'lady."
Sam smiled and blushed slightly as she let Jack help her get into the truck before he himself ran around the truck to the drivers side. They drove back to her house with a comfortable silence settling around them. Soon they pulled to a stop in front of Sam's house and she turned to him, "Well thank you for everything Jack. I had a great time."
"And I," Jack said, "Look forward to next week."
Sam gave him one of her brilliant smiles before he jumped out of the truck to open her door again. He helped her down and closed the door, leaning on it as he watched Sam walk up her driveway.
"Would you like something to drink?" Sam asked when she paused to look back at her CO.
"Naw I'm stuffed. See you on Monday." He grinned.
"Okay. See you on Monday." Sam smiled before walking all the way up her porch and letting herself in.
Once Jack saw the door close and the hallway light flick on he turned back to his truck - confident that his 2IC was safe.
Sam walked into the house and dropped her keys on the small table near the door. She stretched and only then did she realize that she was still wearing Jack's jacket. She turned quickly to the door but he was already gone. She went back into the house and hung the jacket on a hook to remind her to bring it to him on Monday.
She walked further into the house and found her answering machine blinking. She flicked the play button as she sat down and began taking off her shoes.
"Hi Sam it's Cassie - just wondering who Daniel hooked you up with - call me."
Sam smiled; already imaging what the teenager would say when she found out about Jack.
"Hi Sam it's Janet - just decided to tell you that Cassie and I have a bet as to who your 'mystery date' is - call us."
Sam's smile widened - Janet and Cassie were definitely mother and daughter regardless of a biological standpoint.
"Hi Sammie it's me - Pete. I'm calling to check in. I landed well and..."
Sam flicked the stop button before she could hear the rest of Pete's message. Her highly logical mind attempted to figure out why she would do that but too many answers came to mind. Answer one: She was still mad / hurt by him. Answer two: She didn't want to hear his voice knowing what she just felt for her CO. Answer three: She didn't want a thought of him to ruin the feeling of dancing on cloud nine with a certain silver haired man.
As her conscious mind continued to analyze the possibilities her heart had already made its choice. Third times a charm.
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Rating: PG
Spoilers: "Chimera" Season Seven
Season: Post "Chimera"
Summary: Sam gets dance lessons for her birthday and finds an unlikely partner in her commanding officer.
Disclaimer: Okay I don't own Stargate SG-1 or anything to do with it's universe, you know that and I know that so lets not bring it up. I don't own "You've Really Got A Hold On Me" either. I do own the plot and all of the original characters in it.
Author's Note: Yay! New chapter! Please read and review!
Thanks: I need to thank everyone who reviews - you all keep me going. Especially gateseeker2 - who keeps me motivated by constant e-mails asking how I'm doing on a new chapter and always offering some ideas.
"Very good class! That is all for this week! I will see you next week, same time, same place!" Rosa announced from the front of the class before she clapped her hands together and was approached by one couple that was still having problems with one of the steps.
Sam released a deep breath as she walked over to grab a complimentary bottle of water on a table near the door. Her feet weren't hurting as bad as she expected and her body felt flushed all over but she was pretty sure that wasn't because of the dance steps they just learned but rather a certain tall, dark and handsome colonel who had had his body pressed into hers for most of the evening.
"Don't drink too quick there." Jack said as he walked up behind Sam and she pulled the bottle from her lips.
"Just a lot thirstier than I thought I would be si...Jack." Sam said biting down another Air Force familiarity.
"Let me get a little." Jack motioned to the bottle that Sam handed over despite the spread of new waters behind her. They had shared a canteen more than once off world and it hadn't become unusual to find Jack munching on a half eaten donut or bagel that he found on Sam's desk.
"Hi guys." Jessica Harris, the small woman with brunette hair that Sam and Jack had met before approached as she reached for her own bottle.
"Hi." Sam smiled out of courtesy.
"That was a lot more intense than I thought it would be." Josh Gibson, Jessica's partner, the other cop, sighed as he grabbed a bottle.
"You're telling us." Jack half laughed as he pulled Sam's bottle from his lips hand handed it back to her, still slightly full. She smiled slightly, he could have had more but he always left more than a few gulps for her - he had done it as far back as she could remember.
"Oh yeah, you two are really hot up there, I mean real sparks - it makes this class a lot more exciting than I thought it was going to be." Jess smiled and Josh nodded behind her.
"Yeah, you two look like pros - what are you doing taking a class like this?" Josh asked.
"Actually these classes are my birthday gift." Sam explained. "I've never really done anything like this before."
Jack began to open his mouth to add his two cents since the two police officers standing in front of them knew they weren't a couple but he caught the sight of Rosa approaching so he revised his plan, reaching over and putting his hand around Sam's waist and pulling her close to him, "And I just happen to be the luckiest guy on Earth."
Sam looked at her CO for a moment with a pure dumbfounded look on her face until she saw Rosa, she quickly smiled and put her hand on Jack's, lacing her fingers though the tops of his as he continued to hold onto her waist, "Honestly I think I'm the lucky one here."
Jess and Josh picked up on the hint and laughed as Sam and Jack joined it just as Rosa arrived at the table. "Good job everyone! I look forward to next week - especially with you two."
Rosa pointed a finger at Sam and Jack before going and greeting another couple. Jess let out a deep breath and Josh shrugged, "We've got to get to work."
Jack nodded, understanding all too well what that meant, "Okay, we'll see you next week."
Sam, Jack, Jess and Josh all exchanged goodbyes before Jack turned to Sam, "We should get going."
Sam nodded as she headed to the door with Jack's hand resting on the small of her back. They got outside and he slowly removed his hand, leaving Sam's back feeling suddenly cold without his heat. She shuttered reluctantly and Jack turned to her, "Are you cold?"
Sam silently cursed the power of suggestion because as soon as the words left Jack's lips she felt herself grow cold. She nodded, "A little."
"Here." Jack said as he stripped off his jacket and walked up to Sam. They stood a few inches from each other when Jack pulled the jacket around her back and held it out for her to drape her arms though. Sam put the jacket on with help from Jack and looked up into his eyes, they were nearly the same height with her heels on, making their situation slightly more intimate than normal.
"Thanks." Sam whispered, afraid that she talked to loudly that her lips would brush his and she might loose her entire train of thought.
Jack stood there, his brown eyes blazing in the flickering light of a streetlight before he took a step back, "What do you think about going out for a bite to eat? I'm starving."
Sam's gaze broke and she nodded, "Sounds terrific."
"I know this cool little place around the block, sound good?" Jack asked as he threw a thumb behind him to indicate the restaurant.
Sam nodded again, "Really good."
"Well then, may I?" Jack asked as he offered Sam his arm. She took his offered arm for the second time that evening and let him lead her down the block.
"What do you think?" Jack asked as he shuffled around in his chair. He and Sam found themselves sitting at a private table near a dance floor. The walls were painted a deep burgundy and dim lighting set the mood for the entire restaurant, a romantic - something out of a movie - feeling.
Sam nodded as she continued looking around, "I like it."
"I've been coming here for a few years on and off. You know that sudden urge not to eat at home all alone but you don't want to go to O'Malley's either?" Jack asked.
Sam nodded again and made eye contact, "I know the feeling."
The pair shared a small smile before a waiter approached dressed in black slacks, a white button down, a burgundy tie and black vest. "Ah Mr. O'Neill, it's so nice to see you again."
Jack looked over that the waiter and smiled, "Nice to see you too Damian."
"Ah and I see we are not dining alone tonight." Damian grinned as if he and Jack were old friends as he turned to Sam. For all she knew they could have been.
"Damian this is Samantha Carter, a friend of mine. Sam this is Damian - we've become friends since I first started coming here." Jack said as he did the formal introductions.
"Enchanted my dear." Damian said as he took Sam's offered hand and kissed the top of it.
Sam smiled and kept herself from blushing, she didn't know how to respond to that. She looked across the table at Jack who was watching her with a bemused look on his face.
"Damian, what would the little misses say?" Jack asked in a joking tone and Damian released Sam's hand and turned to him.
"Melody would actually be saying, 'Get back to work so you can afford the wedding'." Damian smiled before pulling a tablet out of his pocket.
Jack looked across the table at Sam, keeping the smile on his face, "Damian is engaged."
"Well congratulations." Sam smiled.
"Thank you. Now what shall I get you two?" Damian asked.
Sam quickly looked down at her menu, which she hadn't even begun to read. She searched it frantically attempting to find something to order when Jack began, "I'll have the pasta, hold the garlic and Sam will have the meat raviolis."
Sam looked up across the table at her CO who handed Damian his menu before turning to look at her. Damian reached out for her menu that she gave and she waited until Damian left before leaning over the table, "Meat raviolis?"
Jack shrugged, "I hope you don't mind - you'll like them and if you don't I'll give you some of mine, okay?"
Sam smiled and relaxed a little, "It's okay."
The piano player in the far corner began the beginning of "You've Really Got A Hold On Me" when a singer took the stage.
"I don't like you - But I love you."
Jack looked across the table and smiled, "What do you say to one last dance tonight?"
Sam looked over the empty dance floor before turning back to Jack, "Okay."
Jack stood and took Sam's hand and led her onto the floor. They stopped in the middle of the dance floor and Jack pulled Sam in, one of his hands resting on her hip and the other holding her. They began to sway.
"Seems that I'm always thinking of you
Though you treat me badly - I love you madly
You really got a hold on me - you really got a hold on me
You really got a hold on me - you really got a hold on me - baby."
Sam snuggled in against Jack's chest, resting her head on his shoulder and taking in his cologne.
"I don't want you - But I need you
Don't want to kiss you - But I need to
Though you do me wrong now - My love is strong now
You really got a hold on me - you really got a hold on me
You really got a hold on me - you really got a hold on me - baby..."
Jack and Sam continued to sway until the singer finished the last cord and the piano player stopped. They finally stepped away from each other and grinned, "Shall we?"
Jack offered Sam his arm again and she slipped her hand though it as he led them to their table. "That was fun."
"I'm glad you think so." Jack smiled but it faltered slightly, "Sam, can I ask you something?"
"Sure." Sam nodded as she sipped her water. "What is it?"
"I was just wondering..." Jack paused for a moment and made eye contact with his 2IC before continuing, "Are we getting this dressed up for every class?"
Sam released the breath she was holding, she knew after seven years of working beside him that wasn't the original question but she answered it anyway, "I think we do. Sorry."
Jack smiled one of his patented O'Neill grins, "Actually I'm kinda digging the threads."
Sam laughed and soon Damian appeared at the table with their dinners.
"For the gentleman and for the lady." He said as he placed the plates down. "I'll be back soon to check on you."
Sam took a few bites of her food before eyeing Jack's curiously - a look Jack understood from working with her for nearly seven years. He pushed his plate forward slightly; "Go ahead."
Sam smiled as she reached over the small flickering candle in the middle of their table and picked up a few pieces of Jack's pasta. After a few moments of chewing Sam added, "This is really good. Great choice."
Jack smiled at the compliment and lifted his glass, "To good choices."
Sam smiled back as she lifted her own glass and clinked it against his, "To good choices."
They both took a sip of their water and continued eating, talking in between bites until their plates were empty.
"That was too good." Sam laughed as she put down her fork.
Jack laughed with her, "We should go out to dinner again next weekend, try some new places out."
Sam nodded, "That sounds good."
Damian approached with the bill - which Jack insisted upon paying and when everything was said and done, Sam found herself walking back to Jack's truck with his jacket on again talking to him about something Siler had said a few days earlier.
"That's too good." Jack laughed as they arrived at his truck. He pulled open her door for her, "M'lady."
Sam smiled and blushed slightly as she let Jack help her get into the truck before he himself ran around the truck to the drivers side. They drove back to her house with a comfortable silence settling around them. Soon they pulled to a stop in front of Sam's house and she turned to him, "Well thank you for everything Jack. I had a great time."
"And I," Jack said, "Look forward to next week."
Sam gave him one of her brilliant smiles before he jumped out of the truck to open her door again. He helped her down and closed the door, leaning on it as he watched Sam walk up her driveway.
"Would you like something to drink?" Sam asked when she paused to look back at her CO.
"Naw I'm stuffed. See you on Monday." He grinned.
"Okay. See you on Monday." Sam smiled before walking all the way up her porch and letting herself in.
Once Jack saw the door close and the hallway light flick on he turned back to his truck - confident that his 2IC was safe.
Sam walked into the house and dropped her keys on the small table near the door. She stretched and only then did she realize that she was still wearing Jack's jacket. She turned quickly to the door but he was already gone. She went back into the house and hung the jacket on a hook to remind her to bring it to him on Monday.
She walked further into the house and found her answering machine blinking. She flicked the play button as she sat down and began taking off her shoes.
"Hi Sam it's Cassie - just wondering who Daniel hooked you up with - call me."
Sam smiled; already imaging what the teenager would say when she found out about Jack.
"Hi Sam it's Janet - just decided to tell you that Cassie and I have a bet as to who your 'mystery date' is - call us."
Sam's smile widened - Janet and Cassie were definitely mother and daughter regardless of a biological standpoint.
"Hi Sammie it's me - Pete. I'm calling to check in. I landed well and..."
Sam flicked the stop button before she could hear the rest of Pete's message. Her highly logical mind attempted to figure out why she would do that but too many answers came to mind. Answer one: She was still mad / hurt by him. Answer two: She didn't want to hear his voice knowing what she just felt for her CO. Answer three: She didn't want a thought of him to ruin the feeling of dancing on cloud nine with a certain silver haired man.
As her conscious mind continued to analyze the possibilities her heart had already made its choice. Third times a charm.
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