And this one is for the Gwaine fangirls...You wanted Gwaine and Cam and a shower scene...(no they aren't in there shower together...get that out of your minds LOL) this may not be what you expected, but *shrugs* LOL Enjoy and Merry Christmas with this mini-chapter! Takes place with the SG episode "Arthur's Mantle" A little steamy, but it's probably just the hot water. :D

Gwaine's fingers tried to find purchase against the tiled wall of the shower stall. Steaming, hot water cascaded down his muscled shoulders as they flexed and trembled, straining to keep himself standing. The sensations throughout his body were almost too much to bear.

A primal growl started deep in his throat. He bit his lip to keep it as quiet as possible. The last thing he needed was for someone to come into the shower area of the locker room and catch him. His career as a Marine Officer was already resting on a fine line. If he was caught...it would be dead.

Suddenly, his senses came alert, and he instinctively went silent. One of his hands moved off the wall and down, out of sight. He stiffened...waiting for the inevitable to happen. He strained to hear anything out of the ordinary. The door to the locker room remained closed. There was no indication anyone had come in.

Gwaine waited. A sixth sense, ingrained into his subconscious from years of battles, told him someone was there...but he couldn't find anything to confirm it.

"I think you are just being paranoid."

Gwaine released his breath and allowed himself to relax a little bit. "You're probably right..." He reluctantly admitted. He found his breath taken away as Carolyn began softly kissing the light scattering of curls across his chest, while her hands rubbed the soap-filled loofa over his back.

He cast a lecherous smile down at the petite, little brunette hiding in the shower with him. His hand moved off her shoulder, where he had placed it as a warning, when he had thought he heard something. He threaded his fingers through her wet hair, pulling her face towards him.

A voice over the intercom system interrupted their kiss, as Dr. Lam was paged to the infirmary.

"Never a break." Gwaine muttered.

"Looks like you might have to turn on the cold water. Sorry." She apologized and ducked under his arm, grabbing a towel while she exited the shower.

(*~*)

Cameron Mitchell groaned and covered his eyes, as he avoided watching the Base Doctor wrapped in a towel. She thankfully got dressed quickly.

He peeked at Gwaine through the spaces of his fingers. Looking at his friend, not the Doc, to see his buddy's eyes following the dark-haired woman.

"Are we still on for Saturday?" Lam asked, pulling her hair back into a ponytail and shrugging into her lab coat.

"Yes, ma'am. Pick you up at seven?" He smirked when she nodded. Biting his lip, he watched her sneak out of the locker room.

"Dude! You're bringing her bowling with us? Come on!" Cameron shouted, though he knew his friend couldn't hear him.

A device built by Moros, and recovered from the caves under Avalon, called 'Arthur's Mantle,' had caused both Mitchell and Sam Carter to be stuck in a slightly altered dimension, just out of phase with the rest of reality. He had been looking for Jackson to try and get the archaeologist's help.

At one point, years prior, Daniel had experienced something similar. It was Sam's suggestion that perhaps Daniel might have been still attuned to the shift, and be able to see them. While Sam went to look in some of the labs and offices, Mitchell took other areas...like the Men's Locker Room.

"Dallon, I don't know what's going through your head...or Lam's...but, if you guys were caught in here...I mean, she's the General's daughter! What if someone found out? You would both be up shit creek, but you, especially!"

Gwaine made a sputtering sound against the now cold water, as he ducked his head under the cascade one last time. Shutting off the water, he threw open the curtain. Mitchell got more visual information than he cared to see. He rolled his eyes, and flopped backwards on one of the benches.

"Frack, man...Put a towel on...or something."

Pausing, Gwaine's eyes narrowed, and his brow furrowed. He picked up a towel and slowly wrapped it around his waist. Through the slits of his eyelids, he once again looked around. "Hello?" He called out suspiciously. "Anyone there?"

"Dude, YES!" Cameron jumped up. "Can you hear me? Something? Man, this sucks. YO, DALLON!" Mitchell frantically waved his arms in front of Gwaine's face.

After a moment, Gwaine shook his head and went to his locker.

The main door opened, and Mooney's voice called through the room. "Dallon, you in here?"

"Yeah." Gwaine responded, pulling out his uniform.

"Get geared up. We're briefing in the Gate Room in fifteen." The Lieutenant stated, coming around the edge of the row of lockers. "We're going with Teal'c to the Sodan homeworld. Emergency situation."

"I'll be right there."

"Oh...Have you seen Colonel Mitchell?"

"No..." Gwaine shook his head.

"Of course, he hasn't seen me...Because...no one can! Damnit, Lee!" Mitchell cursed the scientist who had activated the device.

"Damn...he and Colonel Carter are missing, too." Mooney shrugged. He turned and headed back out the door. "See ya in a few!"

"Yep!" Gwaine finished dressing and took another look around, as he shut his locker. On the floor nearby, he spotted a keycard. He glanced about, with a guilty expression. Chuckling to himself, he picked up Carolyn's card. "Guess I better sneak this back to her somehow."

"Yes...you probably should." Mitchell groaned, rubbing his hands over his face. It was going to be a long day.