Chapter 8: Those Damn Comings
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A/N: Okay, so this one is pretty dirty. And it's based off a real-(my) life event. Let me tell you, it may seem sorta tame and a bit of a reach…but, trust me, it's not. It is actually VERY embarrassing. And you'd be surprised how quickly people's minds jump to the gutter.
Well, probably not. If you guys are reading this, you're minds probably fall into that damn gutter too. LOL.
Warning and age limit still stand. Reviews are nice too, folks! LOL.
ENJOY!!
Jack rocked back on his heels and blew out a bored sigh. He, Daniel, and Teal'c were all waiting down in the gateroom while Sam was up in the control room explaining to Walter how to use the modified version of the gate-dialing program. A program that she herself had created.
Jack glanced at his watch before resting his arm back on his P-90. They were supposed to have left 20 minutes ago. But Jack knew that when Carter got to technobabbling, there was no stopping her. He would never admit it, but the only reason he stopped her was because it just made him fall in love with her even more. A feat he had never thought possible.
Daniel glanced at Jack. "How much longer do you think she'll be?"
Jack shrugged, turning his eyes back to the control room. Sam met his eyes briefly and smiled before looking back at the computer screen. Jack swallowed hard and shook his head inwardly. Making sure to keep his tone even he replied, "Dunno. Hold on." He turned back to the control room. "Hey, Carter!"
Sam looked down at her teammates apologetically. She knew what was coming. "Yes, sir?"
"Wanna get a move on?" Jack raised his eyebrows at her. Sam heard Walter snort at Jack's choice of words and jabbed an elbow into his side.
"Going as fast as I can, sir." Sam replied, her tone somewhere between annoyed and apologetic.
"Well…" Jack paused. "Hurry it up." He gave her a mock-glare.
"Yes, sir." Sam grinned cheekily at him and, once again, returned her attention to the computer.
Daniel cleared his throat and leaned over to talk quietly to Jack so Sam wouldn't hear. "Wanna get a move on?" he questioned. "Really? I can't believe you just said that."
Jack glanced at the archaeologist and frowned when he saw the barely contained laughter on the man's face. "What do you mean?"
Daniel raised his eyebrows and looked at Jack like he was a three year old. "Jack, you just…and it could also…" Daniel shook his head. "Nevermind."
Jack frowned, wanting to press the issue. He opened his mouth to question the archaeologist again when it hit him. "Oops."
Teal'c raised an eyebrow. Even he'd managed to see the double meaning behind his friend's words. Daniel sniggered and Jack glared at him. "What are you? Twelve?" he asked, annoyed. Daniel must really have a dirty mind if he thought that Jack's innocent question was anything to comment on.
"Whatever, Jack." Daniel shrugged.
"Yeah, that was a mature answer." Jack shook his head in amusement.
Daniel stuck his tongue out at him.
Jack stuck out his in response.
Teal'c watched his two friends. O'Neill was never completely mature so this behavior was not totally out of character, but Daniel Jackson usually acted more his age. Though, Teal'c had noticed that when the two men were together, they often fed off of each other and did things that were slightly…adolescent.
Daniel shook hid head and pointedly turned away from Jack, signaling that the exchange was over. Jack just shook his head and glanced back up to the control room.
"Carter! I'm aging!" he called in pseudo-anger. His 2IC didn't even look up, but he was sure that he saw her roll her eyes.
"Any older and you'd be dust." Daniel muttered. Teal'c bit down on his smile and merely raised his eyebrow. Jack's head whipped around and he opened his mouth, prepared to berate the archaeologist when Teal'c stepped forward.
"I don't believe you could possibly age to the point of disintegration in a span of 30 minutes, O'Neill."
Daniel snickered again and shrugged at Jack. A clear signal that he thought he'd won. Instead of responding to Daniel, Jack turned back to the control room. He was really bored and Carter needed to get her butt down here.
Now.
"Carter, are you coming?"
This time Sam did look up. She also rolled her eyes again. That man had no patience. Though, his spontaneity was one of the things that she loved about him. Sam shook her head, trying to rid herself of those thoughts.
Yeah. Like that ever worked.
Sam rolled her eyes again and decided to go for a smartass answer. After almost six years of knowing each other, she didn't think he'd write her up for being a little insubordinate. "When you're involved, sir, I'm always coming."
Walter froze, his eyes shooting to the three men in the gateroom. Daniel was turned away, but the obvious shaking of his shoulders showed that he was laughing. Teal'c had an eyebrow raised, but a small, amused smile played across his lips. Walter's gaze flicked to the colonel who looked normal.
Until his eyes widened.
And his mouth went slack.
Jack's eyes crashed into Sam's. Had she just said what he thought she just said? She didn't look like she was aware that she had said anything wrong. But, Walter and Teal'c knew. And judging from the audible laughter coming from Daniel, he knew too.
Sam frowned when she saw the half-shocked, half-amused expression on her CO's face. Was it something she said? All she had said was—
Crap.
Holy-freakin'-Hannah.
'Good lord, they have dirty minds!' Sam exclaimed internally. 'It was a simple comment! No need to get all weird about it. I swear, I work with a bunch of four year olds.' Sam's cheeks flushed, but she couldn't seem to tear her eyes away from the colonel. He was still staring at her, but something besides amusement and surprise filled his gaze. Something that Sam couldn't quite place.
A soft snort next to her alerted her to the fact that Walter was laughing too.
At her.
"Sergeant, I think you get the basics of the program." Sam snapped. To his credit, Walter straightened and had the decency to look repentant. "If you run into trouble have Dr. Lee take a look at it."
With that, Sam whirled around and stomped down the stairs and into the gateroom. Daniel quickly straightened when she walked through the blast doors, but didn't wipe the grin off his face fast enough. Sam glared at him.
He shrugged. "You and Jack are really into the whole innuendo thing, huh?" he smirked at her.
Sam frowned, but continued to glare. "What do you mean?"
"Yeah, that's what he said too." Daniel smiled sweetly as the gate 'kawhooshed' and the wormhole stabilized. Without another word he turned, walked up the ramp, and disappeared into the event horizon. Teal'c smiled, inclined his head and followed the younger man.
Sam glanced at the colonel, her glare fading. "Sir…what I said. I didn't mean--," Jack cut her off, by waving his hand in a dismissive gesture.
"Don't worry about it, Carter." He smiled and walked up the ramp. Sam hurried to catch up and fall into step with him. He paused at the edge of the wormhole and half-turned to her, giving her a small smirk. "Besides, I'm glad I can always make you come."
Before she could reply he ducked into the wormhole, knowing there would be hell to pay on the other side.
TBC
A/N: Really short and really dumb, I know. Mucho sorry. The next one is gonna be really dirty, so I figured I'd build up to it. LOL. Please R&R!