Stargate SG1
Rating: PG13
Pairing/Characters: Sam/Jack
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: None
Summary: "I hate sand." The corners of Sam's mouth curled into a smirk.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: They'll never belong to me..
"I hate sand." He yelled, a string of curses following. The corners of Sam's mouth curled into a smirk as she watched her commanding officer empty out his boots.
Their two-day mission on this awful planet had started only four hours ago, and already Jack wanted to go home. There was only so much you could do whilst your archaeologist dug in the sand.
"I hate the desert." Jack added, pulling his shirt up over his head. He shook the sand from the garment.
"Oh, it's not so bad, Sir." Sam replied smiling, watching as Jack's pants followed the shirt.