Sam and Jack all but ran from the General's office, stopping only when they were safe in the elevator. Sam slapped his arm lightly, "Why did you tell him we are dating?"
Jack looked at his companion and shrugged. She was so beautiful in her dress blues. "I had to say something to get him to agree. And we kinda are dating."
Sam looked at him quizzically. She could get lost in the rich brown depths of his eyes so easily it was almost scary. "What do you mean?"
He pinned her against the wall of the elevator, "We go out, I buy you dinner, you cook me dinner, we go to plays, take walks together, my neighbors think you're living with me. We're dating."
Sam smiled up at him, "Oh. I think I like that reasoning." And she did. Sam very much so liked that Jack thought they were dating. The theoretical astrophysicist captured his lips skillfully in her own, loving the taste of him. "I like that very much," she said when she let him go.
The elevator door opened and someone cleared their throat, bringing the couple's attention back to their present surroundings. A woman about Sam's age walked into the elevator. She had on a white doctor's coat and Jack remembered her as the doctor who had done the post-mission check up on them when they got back from Abydos.
"Captain, Colonel," the auburn haired woman nodded in salutation to both of them.
"Doctor," both of them replied in unison.
"Just don't let the General see you two acting like that. I hear he's thought of a new punishment for those who break the regs."
"What's that, Doctor?" Sam asked curiously. Jack sent her a warning look not to get bated by the good Dr. Fraiser.
"Being left on a planet with Goa'uld occupation."
"Good one, Doc'," Jack said with a condescending smile. "But aren't you forgetting that if the Goa'uld get their hands on one of us they'll probably snake us?"
Fraiser snapped her fingers in mock disappointment, "Damn." She smiled menacingly at Jack, "But unfortunately for you, even if he didn't authorize that – I'm in charge of the base physicals. And I have a wide selection of needles to choose from. Some centimeters long – others inches."
Jack had poorly contained terror on his face and Sam patted his arm reassuringly. "Don't worry, Doctor. We've already discussed this with General Hammond," Sam said, smiling at the other woman who winked in response.
The elevator stopped again and Sam looked at the sub-level they were on. "Jack? This is your stop." Jack pouted cutely, and would have won if Sam didn't close her eyes to say, "Don't give me that face! You know that you have to find a replacement for me on SG-1 if the General is going to re-assign me – and you know he is. Now move it mister!"
Jack sulkily got off the elevator and waved goodbye to Sam as the door closed.
"You've got it bad, Jack!" Ferretti laughed at the other man from his vantage point a few yards away.
Inside the elevator Sam and Janet looked at each other closely, sizing the other woman up. "Dr. Fraiser, I'm terribly sorry about my earlier behavior and that of Colonel O'Neill. It shouldn't have happened."
Dr. Fraiser smirked, "Don't worry about it, and call me Janet. There's so few women on this base I don't think it'd be right if we all called each other 'doctor' or 'captain this', 'major that'."
Sam smiled warmly at the other woman, "You can call me Sam. I've actually been thinking since the program was restarted a few months ago."
"Dangerous pastime."
"I know." They both laughed for a moment at the scene from 'Beauty and the Beast'. Thinking could be a very dangerous pastime. "Anyway, I was thinking about having a party for all the female personnel on the base. Just a sort of girl bonding thing. Find out a little bit about each other to help us grow more effectively as a unit. Can you help me?"
Janet nodded, already thinking of the possibilities. "Yeah, I'll help. I actually have a list of everyone on base. I'll just have to narrow it down to all the females, then we can call a meeting with them in the infirmary and plan something more concrete."
"Or we could just send out a mass email telling them the time and place of it and asking for a reply if they can make it or not."
"Excellent! Where do you think we should have it?" Janet asked, her apartment was way too small and she doubted Sam's situation was much better.
Sam smiled menacingly, "My dear doctor, it's all a matter of timing. Colonel O'Neill just bought a new house – 2500 square feet. All I have to do is ask and kick him out for a night." Janet's eyes widened. It was a good idea for payback for his rude behavior earlier, but how would Sam convince him?
"Are you two living together?" Janet asked, voicing one of her biggest questions.
Sam's eyes gave away a hope that they might be soon, "Not right now, no. But I was living with his ex-wife for the past year. Who knows? Sarah just moved back into their old house because her father's coming to live with her. I've been spending a lot of my time at the Colonel's new house, but nothing's concrete as of now."
Janet nodded sagely, "It will be soon. If what I saw earlier was proof of anything, it's that he's going to ask you to move in soon. How long have you guys been dating?" The elevator opened and the two walked out, continuing their conversation.
"About eight months."
"And you really squared everything away with Hammond?"
"Well, we told him that if he didn't find a way for us to continue this relationship, we'd both retire and do a five year stint in the Sahara."
Janet laughed loudly as they reached the infirmary. There were two nurses on duty at the moment and both were women. The shorter doctor turned to her new friend, "Want to test our idea out?" Sam grinned. "Lieutenants, come here."
The two Lieutenants (Dudley and Anderson) were instantly at their superiors' sides. Sam continued the questioning, "Would you two like to get together with Dr. Fraiser, myself and the rest of the women working on this base to get to know everyone better?"
Dudley was the first to answer, "Ma'am, I think that's a nice idea. I'd be up for it. What about you, Stacy?"
Stacy Anderson looked from her new friend and fellow nurse to Captain Carter and Dr. Fraiser in front of her. Carter looked so foreboding in her dress blues. "Is this an order or a request, ma'ams?"
Janet furrowed her brow, "We just want to test the waters on how receptive of an idea it is, Anderson. If it becomes reality, it will always remain an open invitation, not an order. We don't feel that it would be appropriate to order you to get to know your fellow females on the base."
Stacy nodded, "You may have some resistance from the higher ranking males, but it's a really good idea and if it gets off the ground, you can count on my support."
The two other women nodded, "Thank you both. This has helped a lot. And, Anderson, you don't have to worry about the men." Sam's smile was scarier than anyone could have imagined for such a lovely woman, "There are a few things yet to be revealed that will make it so they don't cause any trouble."
"Captain Carter, ma'am?" a young SF asked quietly. He looked nervously at the four women in front of him.
"Yes, airman?" Sam asked in her command tone.
"General Hammond would like to see you in the briefing room, ma'am."
"Thank you." She turned back to Janet, "Here I go. Let's hope my initial thoughts were correct, shall we?"
Janet nodded, watching her leave and praying to any god that might be real and out there listening that Sam would get what she deserved – Jack O'Neill.
A/N: So? Feel like gracing me with your reviews? I told you everything would be AU except the stuff you see on screen during the pilot. It's all coming out.