Title: Blue Chapter 2
Rating: Teens for some swearing
Archive: SJD yes, just ask if you want to!
Spoilers: Everything up to season 8
Season: After season 8, the four still are SG-1
Summary: The govt puts pressure on the SGC to find more ancient information, and the team must deal with the fallout. S&J
Disclaimer: Not mine don't sue me!
AN: Wow! Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed! I'm really enjoying this story too! Hopefully I'll get another chapter out next week! Feedback in enjoyed and appreciated!
Carter woke up blissfully naked. Being naked was actually one of her guilty pleasures. There was nothing, and she meant nothing, like walking around her house baring it all. The exhilaration of knowing that she was nude and no one else did made it even better.
Being curled up next to another bare body was the only other thing she though could beat being naked. And right now, Sam couldn't complain. She was on her right side with a muscular arm possessively draped over her chest, and a leg twisted between hers. Then…. realization sank in. Why was she naked, and who was she naked with? She stiffened up immediately and felt the body behind her follow suit.
"Carter?" His voice was surprisingly soft.
"Sir?" came her groggy reply.
"You ok?" Either her mind was playing games on her or he was still cuddling with her.
"Uhh…" was all she managed out.
"Do you remember what happened?" He still didn't try to move away from her.
"Uh… water? I fell in?" she asked as she squeezed her eyes shut in concentration and pushing further into her pillow, which she realized was Jack's right arm.
"Yeah, you weren't getting enough attention so you made a hole and jumped in." She chuckled in response.
"Actually I was jealous of all the wonderful care you got in Antarctica." Sam still wasn't sure what to do.
If this would have happened before the whole ancient fiasco, he would have been giving her enough room to build a house. But now… now he was on top her. And moving.
"Sir?" Damn her betraying voice by cracking and showing her nervousness!
Instead of voicing a response, he slid on top of her and guided her until she was pinned under him. Not that she minded, not in the least bit, but the situation made her anxious. They were both naked and she could feel every inch of his skin on hers, every muscle, every muscle was touching hers. The feelings were too overwhelming to Sam and she closed her eyes. He cupped her cheek with his hand, and she couldn't help but melt into it.
"Sam, look at me."
So used to following his orders, she opened up to him. His gaze penetrated her self imposed walls. It made her feel exactly what she practiced to forget, making her nipples tighten in anticipation. It would have been impossible for him not to notice since they were chest to chest, belly to belly. Feeling him tighten in response made her gasp.
"After I pulled you out of the water, you weren't breathing and your lips were blue, Sam," he purred into her ear as he lowered his head.
Sam was having issues trying to breathe. Not because of the man above her, but because of the flood of emotions that she tried so desperately to hide. He moved his head up a bit so they were face to face. Only one had to move mere inches until their lips were locked. And slowly but surely, they were drawn to each other like magnets. He risked one more look at her for any signs that she didn't want to, but there were none. Hands under her head and thumbs around her ears, he tilted his head and went in for the kiss.
"Jack. Jack come in. Care you hear me?"
Daniel's voice stopped them centimeters away from each other. She could taste his breath he was so close. The mental "damnits" ran through both their heads. Jack sighed and lowered his head in defeat and let go of Sam to grab his radio.
"Yeah, Daniel. I can hear you," came his resigned reply.
When Jack shifted off of her towards the fire to talk to Daniel, Sam knew the moment was over and sought her escape. They sat back to back, both hunched over is disappointment. Scanning around the cave, she was desperate to find her clothes. Not only did she need shielding from the cold weather, but she needed shielding from her commanding officer, who nearly took things too far.
"You alright Carter?"
She was surprised at the softness in his voice. Usually he becomes gruff and grouchy, blaming everyone else. But this time, it almost seemed like he didn't want to break the intimate connection with her, which titillated and terrified her.
"Yeah," she drawled, not being able to call him "Sir". It would have sounded like a swear, the worst possible cuss she could have called him.
"Daniel and Teal'c managed to find cover before the storm hit them. They're heading this way now. We'll meet up with them and then head back to the SGC." He still had his back to her, trying to give her as much privacy as possible.
"Understood."
She stood up to zip her Gor-Tex jacket to protect herself from the harsh winds. Looking out of the cave, she could see that the weather changed dramatically. The sunny skies were gone and replaced with thrashing storms. It still hadn't improved from yesterday. Or, what she guessed was yesterday.
"We decided to separate so we could get Artic Cats to move easier and check in, and Daniel and Teal'c would keep going to find….something." Jack started the debriefing.
"And did you two find anything worthwhile?" Hammond asked. He was sitting attentively in his chair, like always, as Jack sat on the side of him next to Sam, mirroring Teal'c and Daniel.
"Actually General I feel we found something very important."
Jack started to let his mind wander like he usually did when Daniel started to prattle on with something. And when Daniel prattled, he had something his mind usually wandered to. The blond subject happened to be sitting next to him this time.
Looking from the corner of his eye, he could see how tense she was. Her shoulders were almost up to her ears! And although Sam is attentive, no one could be finding Daniel's prattle that interesting. Usually she would slid him a glance and smile, understanding that he felt like his life was being pulled from him as slowly as a 100 year old grandpa using a pull cart. But there was nothing; no look, no smile, no nothing.
"And are you feeling alright, Major?" he heard Hammond ask. Ooh yeah, the tension level just raised another 100 he though.
"Yes sir. Colonel O'Neill managed to pull me out of the water, resuscitate me and find shelter." Well done Major!
"Good. Once Dr. Jackson gives me more information, I will decided if you will return to PX2-453 to investigate further. Dismissed." With a curt nod, the General was gone.
"You're doing alright Sam?" Daniel asked. He didn't really have a chance to ask before the briefing.
"I'm doing fine, Daniel. Thanks." While trying to get up, she dropped her pen. But when she reached down for it, she ended up grabbing a hand instead of her pen. Looking up, she saw Jack looking straight at her. She dropped his hand like it was fire, and let him hand her pen back to her.
"Thanks," she murmured as she rushed out of the room. Jack sighed, shook his head, and left in the opposite direction.
"What was that about?"
"I do not know. But in time, everything will be explained."
"With those two? Good luck."
"Mind if I join you?" Sam looked up from the table she was sitting at to see Daniel standing with a tray. Before she even answered, he already sat down.
"Did you really just ask me that?" she said with a smile.
"Well, you seem a little tense lately." He shoveled a mouthful of food into his mouth after talking.
"Tense? Me? No. I'm not tense. Are you tense?"
"No why would I be," he said in between bites.
"Good. Neither am I." She sat up straight from the report she was writing, trying to convince herself more than Daniel.
"Sounds good."
"Why. Do you think I'm tense? Do I look tense to you? Did someone say something to you?" Daniel looked up in disbelief with a spoon of cereal hovering in front of his mouth.
"No…." he blatantly lied.
"Gee thanks Daniel," she huffed.
Gathering up her manila folders with reports and numbers and random thoughts, she stalked around the table towards the entrance. Reaching to push the door of the Mess open, the door flung towards her and knocked her folders out of her hands and all over the floor, courtesy of one Jack O'Neill.
"Uh," she complained while bending down to start picking things up. He joined her, and every time his hand brushed hers, she saw a different flash of his body.
First touch, his arm. His long, tan, muscular arm. Second touch, his shoulder. It was at a perfect angle to just lick up… Third touch, his stomach. She wondered how he managed to keep in such shape. Fourth touch, his muscular thigh. Fifth touch……
"Ok ! Thank you! That's all!" she stood up suddenly to shake the delightfully naughty image out of her head and tried to rush out of the room, but he was still in his way. She went to the left, he went to the left. She shifted to the right, he shifted to his right.
"Trying to dance with me Carter?" Damnit! Why was he smirking?
That was enough. She walked straight and didn't care if she left a Carter cut out in the middle of him. A bewildered Daniel looked at Jack who shrugged and went to get himself a piece of chocolate cake.
"What's going on between you two?" Jack shrugged and raised an eyebrow as he eventually sat down, too interested in his cake to listen.
Sam had no idea what to do! She always knew her feelings for her commanding officer would have to be put on the way back burner. They should not, could not sacrifice everything they've both worked towards for a roll in the hay. And after waking up naked with him, she couldn't get those feelings to leave again. Having no other idea, she calmly knocked on the door in front of her. Creaking open, the owner didn't look too surprised.
"Major Carter," came the smooth greeting.
"Hey, Teal'c. Mind if I come in?" she asked with a stressed smile. He opened the door wider and nodded.
"I have a favor to ask you. I'm told I'm a bit tense lately, and I was hoping you could help me become un-tense," she blurted to the big man.
"I could help you…un-tense… with meditation. I still meditate easily after an arduous event."
Motioning for her to sit, he pulled out a lighter to light his candles around his room. In the middle was a beautiful, dark sapphire blue candle Sam couldn't help but stare at. The candle alone seemed to calm her. When Teal'c lit it, she could feel the heat on her face, thrilling her.
"Relax, Major Carter. And close your eyes." She did.
"Ok, relax," she thought to herself.
"These techniques I will show you can be used at anytime whenever you feel tense." She nodded as she listened to her dear friend talk her off of a cliff.
Two hours later, Sam was in her lab feeling like she had just gotten back from a two month vacation from Hawaii. Sitting on her stool and writing a report with a smile on her face, she finally felt a lack all of the tension built up from the recent mission. A blissful, idyllic, peaceful lack of gut wrenching tension.
"Knock knock." Sam looked up to see the pinnacle of her tension standing in her doorway.
"Hi," she quipped back with a smile.
"Daniel turned his report into to General Hammond, and we're being sent back to investigate a bit further," he said apprehensively.
"Sounds good sir," she said, refusing to let her good mood flounder. He raised an eyebrow at her easy attitude.
"We're leaving tomorrow 09:00."
"Yes sir."
He wavered for a moment, and she could tell he wanted to wait, wanted to stop and talk to her. And she almost wanted him to. She didn't understand this new attitude of his. Usually after something even semi-intimate happened to them, he ran the other direction and threw a grenade in anyone's path. An explanation would really help her whole tension problem.
Instead of staying, he slowly nodded and sent her a look she rarely saw. Unabashed desire but understanding seared into her spirit, and she couldn't help the shiver down her spine.
"I'll see you then," he said far too deep and passionate to be from a commanding officer.
Too twisted to respond, she just nodded as he walked away. Did he really just do that? Squeezing her eyes shut, she took the blue candle Teal'c gave her and held it in her hands and repeated the mantra he taught her.
"Ok, safe place, safe place, safe place…."
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