Title: Blue pt 8
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: SORRY it took me so long to get this out! I just started a new semester at college and I've had sooo many crazy hard exams lately. Again, this chapter isn't too long but I wanted to get something out there! I hope you all enjoy! Feedback loved!
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Jack's stomach churned with trepidation while he and Teal'c walked back to the village. No one tried to attack them, this time. The way Daniel acted towards his teammates was so unusual. It was almost as if he were going through withdrawal from the sarcophagus again. If Sam hadn't been there, he would've cracked some "time of the month" joke, but he didn't feel like having on really pissed off major at him. Speak of the devil….
"Carter," he called out to her. She was standing on the outskirts of the village watching a group of people. Turning quickly, she smiled.
"Sir!" she called back and walked over.
"We have 36 hours before we're due back. General Hammond is going to send another team through after than if we feel it's necessary."
"Sir! It's very necessary!" Her outburst took both Jack and Teal'c back. Did something happen with Caucus while they were gone?
"What is so prudent?" Teal'c asked. His tone told Jack that he also felt suspicious.
"Shield technology sir. This area inside the mountain is all under the protection of shields. That's why there's no snow in here. From what I can tell it started as Ancient technology but it's constantly modified and updated." They could always tell when Sam was excited about a new piece of technology; her eyes would glaze over like she had just gotten high. This time was no different.
"And he's willing to give this up?" Jack could understand her excitement now. This was exactly what General Hammond and the SGC needed, a new ally or useful technology. It would take the science geeks a while to figure and configure everything, finally eliminating some pressure from the active teams.
"Well not just give it up. Caucus wants to come back to Earth and see our culture and technology before he decides to help us."
"Like the Tollans," Teal'c added. Sam nodded at him.
"Right. If they feel that we are not old or smart enough to handle the technology, they may not give it to us." Teal'c didn't miss the clouds in Sam's eyes, no doubt from thinking of Narim.
"Yeah, and look where that got them," Jack interjected.
Sam jerked her head towards he commander with a look of disbelief. Her eyes sent daggers through his gut. Mouth open slightly and eyes squinted, she shifted her body towards him. Jack couldn't look at her, he felt guilty. Way to go, Jack. Weren't you trying to get on her good side?
"Excuse me Sir?" she asked with incredulity in her tone.
"Just forget I said anything Carter," he said quietly, really wishing Teal'c wasn't there.
"No apology or anything? The Tollans saved Skaara, or did you forget that?" Her stance was unrelenting. She wasn't going to let this drop, which was very unusual. Teal'c saw the fight coming, and headed off to find Daniel without a word.
"I said drop it, Carter." Jack wasn't about to let her talk down to him. He was still a Colonel to her Major. Squaring off, the fight began.
"Drop it? Do you think before you open your mouth sir?" she sneered.
"Watch it Carter. I'll forget this if you stop now," he said, giving her an out. He could fight fair, he just didn't like to.
"Oh bless your heart. You'll forget what I've said. Don't you realize what kind of consequences your words have on people? The Tollans were an intelligent people I wish we could have worked with more. Did their exclusivity catch up with them in the end? Yes. But don't blame them as a whole. They were burned in the past and were cautious about sharing their technology."
"Good thing Narim's soul can rest in piece."
'Why why WHY would I say something like that!" he yelled in his head. Narim meant something to Sam, and he wants to mean something to her too. This was not helping. The first incredulous look was replaced by a venomous, hateful sneer.
"Fuck you."
"Excuse me?" Did he just hear her say that?
"Did I stutter?" Jack really had no idea what to do. This was the first time in almost a decade this happened. He could dress her down, take her out of the mission. Make her do the worst duties of every mission. Carry the extra bags, and take the worst shifts.
But he couldn't. He deserved it. And there was something about her that was so unnatural, that he didn't feel it was her saying it. Something happened when he and Teal'c left her with Daniel and Caucus, and he needed to find out. Her statuesque stance was ready for whatever he threw at her.
"What did you and Daniel do while Teal'c and I were gone?" The question visible confused her.
"What?" She took a step back, trying to switch conversations and emotions.
"When Teal'c and I checked in. What did you and Daniel do?" he asked removed from the situation. If she knew he thought something was up, it could mean trouble.
"I took soil samples and Daniel talked more to Caucus," she answered equally as removed.
"And what did they talk about?" he asked carefully. But it was in vain; she knew something was up. The yelling spat was over and the mind games were going to start.
"You would have to ask him Sir." She remained calm, cool and collected and put a hand on her hip in a cautious but relaxed stance.
"We're back to 'sir' now?" He took a step towards her, calling her bluff.
"I wouldn't want to do anything to ruin our relationship." She was not backing down.
"And we have a relationship?" Jack had no idea where this was going, but the way his voice dropped two octaves made him a bit worried.
"Don't we?" she asked sultry.
Taking a step forward, she covered the remaining space between them. They stood nearly belly to belly, daring one another to take the last step. The anger in her eyes turned to desire as she looked unadulterated into his eyes.
"Carter," he groaned.
"Shh."
She ran her fingers through his head on the back of his head, making him involuntarily shiver and shut his eyes. Continuing to massage, she put pressured his head to lower, to be closer to her. And, that's when he became paralyzed.
He never felt this helpless before. The last few times they almost kissed, it was on his terms. He was the confidant one, the one who went for it. The loss of control never happened to him. And, he couldn't lie - he liked it.
Sinking lower and lower, the anticipation was blowing his blood through his veins. Her lips were as close as before, and he though it might really happen this time. Now, if he could only get his lips to work…. This doesn't happen to Jack O'Neill!
Her bottom lip brushed his top, making certain areas of his anatomy stand at attention. Repeating the motion, she hummed, sending the vibrations down to his toes. The synapses between the neurons in his body were snapping at an amazing rate, reminding him how to kiss.
He slid his arms around waist and held her as he kissed her back, hard. Their lips fought for dominance and he slightly felt like he was holding her up. Over and deeper, harder and faster, the kiss went longer. His hands crept up as one stayed on her back and the other tangled itself in her hair.
Suddenly, Jack pulled away but kept close to her. A gasp escaped Sam's mouth and went into his. Resting his head against hers, Jack let himself pant for air. But Sam wasn't quite finished. Moving her head away, her lips headed towards his neck.
Her hands weren't quite finished either. Jack felt pressure on his belt, and looked down to see her starting to pull his belt apart. Kicking into automatic, Jack knew, as much as he hated to admit it, that they needed to stop.
"Carter," he tried to say. She just grunted at him and pulled the belt opening away from his pants.
"Carter stop," he said more forcefully. She managed to get his pants undone before he held her out at arms length.
"Want to take this somewhere else?" she asked cheekily.
"What's gotten into you?" he asked her, realizing his mistake. Something was off with her - she never would've jumped him. He should have thought with his head, the one on his shoulders!
"I'm not hearing you complain," she said as she sashayed away.
"Damnit," he said as she walked away from him, taking a second to compose himself and buckle his belt back together.
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