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Hold That Thought, SG-1/Torchwood, Sam/Jack Harkness, R, hero worship

Sam hated Heathrow. Not for anything the airport necessarily stood for, but just because of the hustle and bustle and the confusion inherent in any airport. It was worse when she was there on a mission. Local authorities were trying to snoop around the cavern where Daniel had found Merlin's treasures, and the SGC was anxious to keep it under Air Force control. Sam was the best candidate for the job - or the best one available - so she had been shipped over.

She was almost to baggage claim when a voice called out to her. "Major Carter? Major Carter!"

She turned with a frown. She wasn't egotistical, but she had earned her rank, damn it. "Actually, I'm a Colonel," she said to the man approaching. He was quite handsome - movie star handsome, actually - with thick dark hair, sparkling eyes and a smile that could melt any woman's heart. He wore a blue work shirt, navy blue pants and had thick suspenders that made him look like he had stepped out of a WWII recruitment poster.

His smile widened. "Colonel? Already? I wouldn't have guessed. I'm Captain Jack Harkness."

"Okay," Sam said. Was this her contact? He was American.

"Just wanted to say... remember me." He stepped forward and surprised her with a deep, searching kiss.

Sam was too shocked to push him away, but her mouth opened and his tongue swept inside without delay. He brought his hand up, cupped her breast through her dress blues and squeezed gently. Sam found herself responding to his touch and closed her eyes as the kiss deepened. It had been too long since she had been kissed by a man this handsome - by anyone period - and he was damn good at it.

He stepped forward just as she parted her legs, and she straddled his thigh. She thrust gently against him, just enough to let him know she was intrigued if wary, and she felt his hard-on against her hip. Just when she was about to give in and drag the man to a bathroom, he broke the kiss and left her gasping.

Harkness gave her breast a final squeeze, like a good-bye, and winked. "Hold that thought."

Sam watched - horny and eager - as he turned and disappeared back into the crowd.

#

General Samantha Carter, head of Homeworld Security and whispered to be a presidential candidate in the next election, stood as the chime sounded on her office door. She wasn't expecting anyone, but she knew that appointments could be made at a drop of the hat. She opened the door... and blinked with surprise.

Captain Jack Harkness hadn't changed a bit since the morning in Heathrow. She, on the other hand, had twenty more years under her belt and her hair had turned a fine, regal white. "My God," she said. "You..."

"Hello, General. You look amazing."

"You should talk."

Jack stepped inside and closed the door. "So. Did you hold that thought?"

Sam blushed. "It's been twenty years. I'm an old woman."

"There's something to be said for experience, Madame President." Sam rolled her eyes, but he said, "Oh, trust me. I have inside information."

"Oh, really?" Sam said.

"Believe it," Jack said as he stepped closer and kissed her gently. Sam sighed into his mouth and sagged against him, just like that morning so long ago. He broke the kiss and said, "You've been my hero as long as I can remember."

Sam whimpered and opened her eyes slightly. "I've always been a fan of hero worship..."

Jack's eyes danced when he smiled.

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Re: Hold That Thought, SG-1/Torchwood, Sam/Jack Harkness, R, hero worship

Sam whimpered

I love it when people make her whimper.

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"Crisis" Sam, paper clip, PG

“What do you need,” Sheppard asked, letting his P-90 dangle to free his hands. Usually when he asked Rodney that same question in the middle of a crisis, it involved a lot of heavy lifting and procuring various bits of advanced technology from all around the Atlantis base or wherever they happened to be at the time.

“A paperclip,” Sam replied distractedly over her shoulder as she continued to work.

“A paperclip,” Sheppard repeated in disbelief, his eyebrows rising in surprise. “A paperclip is all you need to disable the alien device, get the ZPM working to power the shield, and save Atlantis?”

“Well, yes,” Sam admitted grumpily, finally looking up. “Can you get me one?”

“Yeah,” Sheppard muttered, “Yeah, I can do that. How come Rodney never needs just a paperclip to do that?”

Sam smirked as he rifled through the contents of a nearby desk to produce one and then handed it to her.

“Did I mention that I’m a genius?”

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rolleson on February 4th, 2008 08:13 pm (UTC)
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“A paperclip,” Sheppard repeated in disbelief, his eyebrows rising in surprise. “A paperclip is all you need to disable the alien device, get the ZPM working to power the shield, and save Atlantis?”

rofl. Great stuff.

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Syncretic Objects

Pairing/Characters: Sam, Ba'al.
Prompt: Sam & Ba’al.
Rating: PG
Summary: First there was Ba’al. Then there came Baal Hammon, and variations throughout the Near and Middle East even into Egypt and Greece. And now Sam gets in on the act.

Word Count: 100.
Spoilers: none, really.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters.
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SGC Safehouse,
Location: Classified.

“It would seem, Carter,” Ba’al said, “that your countrymen are merging their perceptions of us in their minds and prayers.”

Sam wasn’t sure which part of that to snap at first – that he’d dropped her rank, that anybody in America had a perception of him that could be bound to that of her, or - “What’re you talking about?”

He set a bottle on the table, fingers smoothly rotating it so the label pointed at her. He’d taken a pen to it, underscoring a part of the word – the key part, in his mind: Balsamic Vinegar.
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The End

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rolleson on February 4th, 2008 11:20 pm (UTC)
Re: Syncretic Objects

Bwah ha ha

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Mario Kart (Among Others), Sam, G, Nintendo

She had a DS. White, a black case and about twenty games. It wasn't something she'd souped up, she hadn't even touched the insides, she hadn't even considered opening it up. It was just a plain ordinary DS. That she loved.

It was a secret, because she was pretty sure a Lt Colonel shouldn't be playing Mario in a tent off-world, or otherwise. Because she knew Cam would steal it from her, if Vala didn't get there first. It was okay for one Lt.Colonel pushing forty, to play Mario Kart and Dr. Kawashima's Brain Training but not another, not Sam. Because she was a genius. What use did a genius have for games? Unless it was World Of Warcraft.

Well, until her age on Brain Training was 20, a lot.

She had agonised over taking the DS off-world at first. Her reasoning now was, she was supposed to be sleeping, while Teal'c took watch, but she couldn't sleep. She didn't sleep much, and instead of sitting in her tent, alone and bored, or with one of the others and chatting, she played her DS now. Mastering Monkey Ball Touch and Go, or something equally pointless in the grand scheme of things.

That's what she wanted though, something so far removed from The Ori, and the Stargate, and physics. So she didn't have to think about the dangers that could possibly be on the other side of the thin tent wall and the dangers that were out in the galaxy.

At home it helped her sleep. A little Mario Kart, getting beaten by anonymous kids in Japan and Britain helped her brain switch of a little, enough so that when she closed her eyes, she was thinking that she shouldn't have used that shell so soon, instead of thinking that she shouldn't have took that first shot, moved that first crystal, made that first move. That wrong move.

Out here, on a different world, it was just something to fill the time until it was her watch, because she couldn't and wouldn't sleep, and didn't want to be thinking about all the wrong things she'd done.

Mario Kart meant she wasn't torturing herself over her past mistakes.

And it was fun.

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geonncannon on February 4th, 2008 11:31 pm (UTC)
Re: Mario Kart (Among Others), Sam, G, Nintendo

Oh, yeah. Very nice! I like the idea of her losing herself in games like this. And Cam and Vala SO would steal it from her. ;-D

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Turnabout, Sam, G, push

Sheppard handed Zelenka the flashlight and stepped back as the scientist got onto the chair. Lorne stood to Zelenka's right, Sheppard to the left, and they helped him get high enough so he could wriggle into the vent, then pushed. He slipped easily into the vent, his legs sticking out for a moment until he wiggled farther inside.

As soon as Zelenka's feet were out of sight, Lorne chuckled and ran a hand over his face. Sheppard and Sam looked at him. "Something funny, Major?" Sam said.

"No, ma'am," Lorne said. He looked at Sheppard, and shrugged. "It's just, ah, I kind of had a flashback when I was pushing Dr. Zelenka into that vent."

"Do tell, Major."

Lorne shook his head. "I was on the football team and sometimes we would, um... shove geeks into their lockers."

"I was a geek."

Sheppard and Lorne both turned to Sam. Lorne coughed. "Um..." He looked to Sheppard for help, but the Colonel was staring at the vent as if his life depended on it. Lorne cleared his throat. "No offense, ma'am. I obviously... obviously grew out of it."

"Obviously," Sam said.

"I'm sure no one ever pushed you into a locker, ma'am."

"Well, that hardly matters, does it, Major?" Sam said.

Lorne said, "Guess not, ma'am." He looked at Sheppard, who was smirking out of Sam's sight.

It was Sheppard who finally broke the silence. "Come on, Radek."

"He'll make it." Lorne and Sheppard both looked at her, then turned back to the vent.

#

Lorne adjusted his vest as he walked to the Gate room, already mentally preparing himself for the mind-numbing the next mission was sure to bring. He was checking his vest pockets when someone grabbed him from behind. "What the hell...?"

A storage closet door slid open as he was hustled forward. He was pushed inside, and the door slid shut behind him. It was cramped, dark and it smelled funky inside the closet. He managed to half-turn and run his hand over the door scanner. "Hey! What's going on?!"

"Don't worry, Major," Sam called from the other side of the door. "I'm sure that someone will be able to take over your mission. Have fun in there."

Lorne groaned and rested his head against the wall. "Touché, Colonel," he muttered.

#

Sam walked away and brushed her hands. "Take that, Zeke Dunlap." Forty-five minutes in her locker after fifth-period gym, when she was still the awkward, lanky, gangly teenage girl who got pimples before breasts. She wouldn't make Lorne wait the entire forty-five minutes before she released him. Just long enough for him to learn his lesson and for her to get the sweet satisfaction of revenge.

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Re: Turnabout, Sam, G, push

Very nice. Not so professional, but you know, geeks need to get revenge. :) Nice line "pimples before breasts."

~J

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Secrets We Keep, Sam/Teal'c, PG13, mask

"You know... as hard as it is for us not knowing, it must be torture for you not to tell us."

The rest of the team turns to look at Teal'c, but his eyes are locked on Sam. Sad eyes, the saddest expression they had seen since his return from the Odyssey with the news that he had spent far longer on the ship than they knew. Finally, he managed only one word: "Indeed."

They would never know how hard it was for him to keep silent.

He found her in the control room that had been her sanctuary for the past few decades. He stood in the doorway and watched her work, her back turned and oblivious that he was-- "I know you're there," she said, interrupting his reverie. She turned and smiled. "I always know when you're there."

He stepped into the room. "How are the preparations?"

"Almost done," Sam said. "You're sure you want to do this?"

"I am the best option," he said. He stepped around the control panel and took her wrinkled hand. He kissed her knuckles.

Sam turned her palm and cupped his cheek with her hand. "You can't tell me, you know," she whispered. Tears were in her eyes and he pressed his face against her palm. "Just because we happened here..."

"I understand."

"I do love you, Teal'c. If it's meant to be, I'll realize the same thing in the alternate timeline."

He stepped closer and drew her to him. They kissed softly. When he pulled back, he said, "I am well aware of the consequences, Samantha. I will not interfere."

She nodded and he slipped out of her arms. "I should move into position."

"Okay. I love you."

He stopped in the doorway. "And I, you." He bowed from the waist and walked away.

Sam wiped her tears and bent over the controls. She stared at the screen, and then moved to the opposite end of the panel. She typed in a command and set a sequence of events in motion. It was a desperate, last minute gambit, but it might work. Even if it did, there was a chance the message would be garbled. Still, doing this could save her a lot of grief in the past. She went back to the time dilation field control center. "I'm ready," she said.

"Do it, Sam," Cameron said.

She deactivated the shield and destroyed the ship.

#

Sixty years earlier, Sam crawled under the Odyssey's control center and began tweaking the systems. If Teal'c was right - which they all assumed he had to be - this was where she had spent sixty years of her life working on a problem. It seemed so hard to imagine. But the proof was in the decay. The ship seemed... off. Like it hadn't made the transition as easily as they had hoped it would. The rest of the team, and General Landry, had made it through the reversal fine. It was the ship that had a hard time accepting a different set of time-space rules.

For instance, at the moment, they were having problems with the displays throughout the ship. She had tracked the problem to this particular console, so she had to assume it was something she - or another version of herself - had done.

But for the life of her, she couldn't figure out why she had created a command for all the computers on the ship to flash "LEAVES YOU LOT C" at random intervals. They had tried to decipher it, but the best they had come up with was O ye close vault, or le clot save you or You love tales, c?

Sam's favorite, the one that amused her the most, was Teal'c Loves You.

But surely that didn't mean anything.

Right?

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Sweet.

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Reasonable Doubt, Sam/Cam, NC17, AU versions in Ripple Effect

Cam was leaning forward, untying his boots when the knock came. He called for the visitor to come in and looked up to see Sam. "Hey."

"Hey." She stopped next to the door and leaned against his dresser. She looked down at his boots. "You, uh, getting ready to head out?"

"Staying in, actually," Cam said. He pulled his boot off and dropped it next to the bed. "I've spent the day hanging out with... well, myself. It's a bit exhausting."

Sam said, "Really."

"Yeah, imagine that. What did you need?"

Sam shrugged. "I was just thinking. About reasonable doubt."

Cam frowned. "How so?"

"Well, look at me." He did. She wore a regular blue jumpsuit. He shrugged and she said, "Half hour ago, I could have been wearing a green pair of BDUs, the desert camo, the tiger blue..."

"Yeah, I guess."

"And for all I know, you're from another reality and you're just borrowing the quarters of the Cameron Mitchell from this reality."

"What's your point?" he asked.

Sam walked forward. She knelt down in front of him and took off his other boot. She set it aside and then looked up at him. "I'm saying we don't necessarily have to run into each other tomorrow."

Cameron swallowed. "I guess that's true."

Sam eased his knees apart and slid her hands to his thighs. She massaged the muscles gently and bent forward to kiss his chest through his black T-shirt. Cam inhaled, a quick shaky breath and said, "Yeah. Reasonable doubt. I can buy that..."

Sam moved her hands to his crotch and pulled down the zipper of his BDUs. She slipped her hand inside. Cam's breathing stopped entirely when she closed her fingers around him. He lifted his hips off the bed and grunted low in his throat as she pulled his erection from his pants. She licked her lips and ran her tongue in a slow, lazy circle around the tip of his cock. She took him into her mouth and put her hand back into his pants to cup his balls.

He had to say her name three times before she raised her eyes to him. He swallowed hard to get the strength to form words. "Even if you're not this reality's Carter, I'm going to have a hard time looking her in the eye tomorrow."

Sam let him fall from her lips and slowly ran her free hand up and down his shaft to keep it hard. "Well," Sam said gently, watching his cock slide through her fingers. "There's always a chance I am this reality's Carter... and you're this reality's Cam. And we're just two good friends having a nice night in together."

"More, uh... more reasonable doubt?"

Sam's seductive smile almost melted him. She said, "You're catching on, flyboy."

As she bowed her head again, Cam let his arms relax and fell back onto the mattress. He decided a little reasonable doubt was definitely something he could produce, if necessary.

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guh.

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Snow Day, Sam/Janet, R, time

"What time is it?"

Sam muttered and pressed her face into the pillow. She finally pushed herself up and squinted at the alarm clock on the night stand. "Five-fifteen," she said. She smoothed her hand across the front of Janet's tank top - a top that had started life as Sam's but quickly graduated to become Janet Fraiser's pajamas - and kissed the top of her head. "We can stay in bed a little longer."

"Good," Janet said. She snuggled closer. "I'm cold."

Sam reached down and tugged on the hem of Janet's tank top so it covered more of her thigh. She ran her hand down her lover's leg, tickling her behind her knee. Janet twisted and said, "Stop it," against the front of Sam's shirt. "I'm serious, I'm freezing."

Sam pulled away from Janet, twisted, and reached under the bed. Janet protested at the loss of Sam's body heat until she came back up with a thick quilt. She tossed it across the bed and she and Janet worked together to get it straightened out. Sam used the side of her hand to chop it between Janet's body and the mattress, then pulled Janet close again. "Better?"

"Much," Janet said. "Thank you."

Sam rested her cheek on the top of Janet's head and stroked her for a few minutes. When she looked at the clock again, she said, "Do you have to be at the mountain today?"

"Mm-hmm. Seven."

"Eight, for me," Sam said.

"Let's just stay here," Janet whispered. "Sleep in, make love, have breakfast in bed, make love, shower..."

Sam smiled and kissed Janet's forehead. "You want to play hooky?"

"Oops. Forgot who I was talking to."

"If anyone could make me do it," Sam said, "It would be you, Janet." Janet lifted her head and they kissed slowly. Sam pulled back and ran her thumb along Janet's bottom lip. "You call first. Get Warner to cover your shift because Cassie needed your help packing for UCLA."

"Cassie's already at UCLA," Janet said.

"I'll call Colonel O'Neill later and tell him I'm sick," Sam said, ignoring Janet's reality. She stroked Janet's back and said, "Then we can do all the things you said. Except I want to add a 'make love' in there somewhere."

Janet smiled, her eyes half-lidded with sleep. "You're seriously going to play hooky with me?"

"Only with you," Sam said softly. They kissed again and Sam slid her hand up the back of Janet's thigh. She pushed the tank top out of the way and said, "Besides, it'll be a million times better than what was planned for today."

"What?" Janet asked. She was still half asleep, but she was slowly coming alive thanks to what Sam's hand was doing under the blankets.

Sam kissed Janet's neck. "That Bregman guy is coming to film his documentary."

"Oh," Janet said. She licked her lips. "I was actually looking forward to that..."

"I think you're alone there, babe." She rolled over on top of Janet and said, "So. We stay home all day... no answering the phone, no last-minute base emergencies... just you and me. In bed. All day. Trying to keep warm."

Janet sighed and arched her back as Sam's hand shifted between her legs. "I think we can definitely do that..."

Sam smiled and kissed her way down Janet's body, disappearing under the covers.

Janet reached up, crossed her wrists and pressed her hands against the headboard. If ever there was a day for two of the best brains at the SGC to call in sick, this was it. A silly documentary. And even if there was some kind of emergency, she was sure the people at the base could handle it.

As Sam kissed a path down her thigh, Janet reached for her cell phone and turned off the ringer.

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Sam kissed Janet's neck. "That Bregman guy is coming to film his documentary."

Oh dear God, that about killed me.

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