for Sam [TR]

[has_2ls]

Last weekend had been full of the kind of excitement Jack was just out of practice for. Sure, back when he'd been on SG-1 and especially when he'd been in special forces he was used to going days without sleep and being ready on a moment's notice but he just wasn't cut out for that anymore when he was used to lazing around on the island. Today wasn't an ITF day, thank God, and Jack took his time waking up, just enjoying being warm and cozy with Sam instead of jumping up to do whatever needed to be done.

...Sam never slept this late. Jack squinted and checked his watch. After eight. Sam never slept this late, even if he'd kept her up the night before.

"Sam? Getting lazy on me or something?"

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[has_2ls]

"Yeah," Jack said, running his hand through her hair to smooth out some of the tangles. "Nice lady. Apparently she's 'quite sorry' you're sick," he said, trying to imitate the accent. "Damn weird, your face and that voice."

[gate_expert]

"Yeah, really weird," she said, with a weak little laugh. It was weird how someone could look just like her and yet be prettier, classier, more sophisticated.

Which felt a lot like junior high and was just stupid. Sam sipped at her coffee and tried not to sneeze.

[has_2ls]

"Nice though. Sad. Don't know what that's about," Jack said, shrugging a little. He grinned and laced the fingers of one of his hands with hers.

"So. You want a present, Carter?"

[gate_expert]

"I like presents," she said, cheering up at the thought. Jack's little surprises were always good, and even better considering the fact that finding little surprises in this place wasn't as easy as going over to the mall. "Especially your presents. What is it?"

[has_2ls]

"Close your eyes," Jack said and, once she had, tickled her nose with one of a pair of outrageous socks. "Okay. Open 'em up. I figured it was time for another pair of these."

[gate_expert]

She burst into giggles at the sight of the socks, decorated with cupcakes and cherries. The giggles turned to a fit of coughing, but the coughing dind't get rid of her smile. "I love them," she said, and put her coffee aside so she could pull her feet out from under the covers and start pulling the socks on.

[has_2ls]

"Thinking it might keep those toes cozy," Jack said, kissing the tip of her nose. "Besides, I bet brunette, sad version of you doesn't have socks nearly as cool."

[gate_expert]

"No," Sam said, wriggling her toes a little. "She probably has like, Prada stilettos and silk stockings, or something." She looked like the type to have really nice things. Sam dressed up on occasion, but she felt more at home in combat boots.

[has_2ls]

"Don't go down that road," Jack warned, tweaking one of her toes. "Because I only think she's hot because she looks like you, the accent sounds like you got drunk and decided it'd be funny and you have a much better ass."

[gate_expert]

Sam blushed, looking at the socks, and picked at a little cupcake sprinkle near the top of one. "Really?" She'd thought Helen rather attractive, and only hoped she looked half that good on the off chance she lived to be a hundred and fifty whatever she'd said she was.

[has_2ls]

"Really," Jack said lowly, tone sincere. "I'm in love with you, which really ramps all of that up double time. Besides, woman like that? Gotta be taken. But not by me. I've got everything I want."

[gate_expert]

"So do I," she said quietly, an affectionate smile spreading over her face.

Then she sneezed, three times, one right on top of the other.

"And some things I don't really want," she said, reaching for a tissue.

[has_2ls]

"Hmm? I do something to annoy you lately?" Jack asked, tilting his head a little. "I thought I was doing pretty good at the whole faithful fiance thing today."

[gate_expert]

"Unless you gave me this cold? No," she said, wiping her nose. "The sneezing and the achy head and the coughing? That's what I don't want."

[has_2ls]

"It'll pass," Jack said softly. "And then you'll be ready to kick some ass and take some names."

Jack kicked off his boots and moved to stretch beside her on the bed. "Any requests then, while we have a sick day?"

[gate_expert]

"I don't really need a sick day," Sam insisted. "I mean, it's just a cold. After I have my coffee, I'll be fine. Especially since you fix it just the way I like it."

[has_2ls]

"Take the sick day," Jack said fondly. "If only for me? I don't get to dote much."

[gate_expert]

"I...don't really know how to take a sick day," she admitted. The last time she'd had anything remotely close had been when she'd broken her leg on Atlantis, but she spent most of that time working on the computer and dragging herself around on crutches, so it didn't really count.

[has_2ls]

Jack ruffled her hair. "I noticed, Carter. It's cute, but you really need to take a break."

[gate_expert]

Sam thought about all the projects she had going and wrinkled her nose. "I was going to run a diagnostic on the ZPM and the shield today," she said, and she could kick herself for how whiny she sounded. "I want to asses the power levels so we know where we stand in case there is another emergency."

[has_2ls]

"And it'll be there two days from now," Jack said cheerily. "You rest and let me wait on you hand and foot, okay?"

[gate_expert]

"Okay," Sam said, in a voice that admitted defeat but wasn't happy about it. She finished her cup of coffee and picked up the second one, leaning back against the headboard. She hated to make Jack stick here all day, when there was probably lots of stuff he wanted to do, like fishing.

[has_2ls]

"It won't be so bad," Jack promised. "Besides, you like canoondling with me, right?"

[gate_expert]

"Of course I do." She leaned over, resting her head against his shoulder. The coffee was helping her feel better--the steam was opening up her stuffy nose a little, and the caffiene and the tylenol were working on her headache.

[has_2ls]

"Good. Otherwise, we'd have problems," Jack murmured, holding her close. "How'd you sleep, Sam?"