Broca divide
He woke up with a sleepy, satisfied smile and looked down to his groin. "Oh for crying out loud!" He mutters to himself; he had a feeling there would be a lot Carter related things to come that he would need to lock away in the back of his mind. He thinks of Daniel sleeping with his mouth open far enough to catch the stargate in it, within a second of that thought his body returns to normal and his curiosity towards Carter is pushed away.
"It is not happening" He instructs himself.
"She's just all the other… second in commands I've had."
But then the memory of Sam in the locker room crept back into his mind, he smirks fondly, "Oh she's gonna be trouble for me."
Doing up her BDU jacket she cringes at herself, 'I know he knows. I know he remembers. I can't believe he brought up my tank top!'.
She glares at her locker, her tank top tormenting her of the memory of jumping her CO. 'Not what I need' she thinks, oh well. 'We're professionals, it's fine' she tries to convince herself. She leaves the locker room and hurries to the closing elevator. A hand holds it open and she thanks the person in relief. Though once she sees his face she's startled, he laughs.
"Good morning Captain."
"Good morning Colonel O'Neill."
She felt a rush of red hit her face, so she entered the elevator in a way that avoided looking at him. Though averting his gaze, she could see him smirk in the corner of her eye. 'Get me out of here' she thinks, letting out a small smile. Moments later the doors open, and two SFs enter and stand between them.
"Thank god." she mumbles, what she believes to be quietly, to herself. She takes a glimpse at the Colonel who is already staring at her, with his eyebrow was raised and what she perceives as a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
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