Chapter 26 by Abbot & Natters
Hi everybody! Hi Dr Nat … Oops, wrong show. Anyway, this is the last chapter this week. Short and setting up next weeks chapters, where the tension is going to break a few thermometers
Thank you all for reviewing, please keep it up. So many of you are good at guessing where we're going next. We'll try to throw in a couple of unexpected twists along the way.
Sam's POV – later that day.
"Carter, you and Teal'c go with Olmas on her little five dollar tour of those doohickeys you wanted to look at. Danny-boy, Hugh and I are gonna go play with rocks."
"Artifacts, Jack," protests Daniel.
"Check in every twenty minutes," continues the Colonel without even pausing to glare at Daniel.
"Aye sir," I reply, standing to attention. Best behavior today Sam, I remind myself as I snap off a salute, knowing he split Daniel and I up for our own sanity.
"Relax, Carter. Go… run… have fun with your toys," he prompts with a grin as I turn away.
He just had to look at me like that didn't he? Is it my imagination or did he just check out my ass? Ack! Concentrate on the job Samantha, and keep your mind off your CO.
Daniel's POV
Sam's acting bizarrely. She can't stop staring at Jack. She's got these huge eyes, like she's fucking sixteen again. Oh, I swore to get her back for the monster hickey that Keja gave me. But now, I'm not so sure. Something's going on. I don't know. And now, Jack's calling precious relics from lost ages rocks again.
"Artifacts, Jack," I protest. He isn't listening. Sam snaps a quiveringly correct ass-kissing salute, and we split up. I get back to figuring a way to embarrass Sam in front of Jack. A glass of warm water in the night, perhaps?