Thank you to all the kind people who added me to their Story Alert and to those who reviewed. It's very encouraging to a first time fan fic author!
A couple of things I missed last time as I wasn't sure of the whole upload process. As much as I want them to be mine (deep sigh) they are not and never will be – except in my imagination.
Also, thank you to the many great SG1 writers out there who have given me ideas, inspiration and hours of fun. None of my ideas are new – there's nothing new under the sun – but hopefully my fic will have more new ideas as I get through the set up and on to the adventure!
Fems – the time frame would be sometime in early Season 10. I actually stopped watching Stargate after Season 8 (okay – I never thought it was the same after RDA left!) so if I get any details wrong please let me know. I won't write a lot of Cameron or Vala as all I know of them I've gleaned from other fic writers.
Reviews are greatly appreciated and spur me on to more writing!
Samantha Carter, Colonel, scientist and depressingly single woman, sat at her desk and stared at her computer. Usually, after having been away from work for a few days she was ready to jump right back into whatever exciting alien technology or artifact she was analyzing. This time, however, after only 2 days off for Christmas, she was finding it hard to concentrate. In fact, she'd been having a hard time from the moment the Treleans had mentioned wanting Jack – or 'the Great O'Neill' as they referred to him – to visit their planet before they would continue any negotiations.
She knew, right from that instant, that she would soon be seeing him again. It also meant she would finally have to face 'them' whatever them meant.
She had felt sad that nothing happened after her father had died but had hoped that things would eventually work out even with Jack in Washington. However, after a few uncomfortable phone calls he had stopped calling. At that point she had been so busy getting back into the flow of working with a partially new team and fighting the recent Ori threat that she hadn't pushed it. She decided to give it – or him – some time but unfortunately, that time never seemed to materialize.
She hadn't even seen him in almost a year. It happened that every time he came to the SGC she was off, either on a mission or visiting her brother or Cassie. She even began to wonder if it was more than just bad timing and that Jack was actively avoiding her.
It would be totally like him, she fumed. As much as she loved him he could be such an ass at times. Although she would never say it to any one else – except maybe Daniel who already knew Jack inside and out - he was a terrible coward when it came to dealing with his own feelings. Oh, he could be wonderful with others. He could be incredibly tender and understanding – just thinking about how he was after her Father died made her start to tear up. But boy, when it was dealing with his own feelings he had the emotional ability of a nit!
Well, thought Colonel Carter, blower up of suns, kicker of major Gould and Replicator butt (did Replicators have butts?) General Jack O'Neill had better watch out because she had run out of patience. It was now or never. She was tired of being alone, of not having anyone with whom to share her thoughts, her dreams – in fact, her life. And, let's face it, she also had some long-time lusty thoughts that seemed to be filling her nights more and more. Yes, okay – Samantha Carter was horny as hell and wanted Jack O'Neill in the worst possible way. Not just as a lover, but as a companion and a soul-mate (wouldn't Jack just think that the most corny, clichéd thing in the world!)
Right then and there, Sam decided it was time to 'gird up her loins' and get ready for the battle ahead. She laughed softly to herself, wondering how one did that exactly, or if, in fact, there was a female equivalent to loin girding. Whatever! - she was ready!
Okay, she acknowledged, maybe she was ready but she was scared out of her very large and smart mind. She hadn't felt this way since she walked into that briefing room for the very first time almost 10 years ago and embarrassed herself silly. At least this time she knew she didn't have to prove anything to Jack. He knew her too well – and certainly knew she was a capable person and soldier wherever her reproductive organs resided.
But, she also knew that this was the battle of her life and one that she could lose, for this was the most formidable opponent she had ever faced. A Jack O'Neill with his mind made up, or a Jack O'Neill who refused to face the truth, was much tougher to defeat than a whole planet full of Goulds, Replicators and Ori put together!
Samantha Carter … it's now or never!
