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Gen. Jack O'Neill ([personal profile] has_2ls) wrote2010-09-18 04:44 pm
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for Sam [TR]

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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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-09-20 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
"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."
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-09-20 11:22 am (UTC)(link)
"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."
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-09-20 11:39 am (UTC)(link)
"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.
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-09-20 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
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."
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-09-20 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"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.
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-09-20 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"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.
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-09-20 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good--well, at least for most of the night," she said. "And then my nose was all stopped up and I couldn't breathe, so I kept waking up. I could use a nap later, probably." Even with the coffee warming her up, she thought she could go back to sleep if she got comfy and closed her eyes.
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-09-20 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
A nice lazy cuddle with Jack seemed like it would be just the thing to distract her from how crappy she felt, and she snuggled up against him a little more. "If you want to," Sam said. She pulled her knees up, putting one cupcake-socked foot in his lap. "Unless you had stuff to do like... I don't know. Weren't you taking Rickon fishing or something today?" Maybe it was a different day. Her head was all foggy.
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-09-20 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mmm." Coffee finished, she closed her eyes and let herself enjoy Jack rubbing her foot. "Well, if you're going to get my cold or whatever it is, you don't want to pass it on to the little guy."
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-09-21 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmm." Jack's hand felt nice on her leg, and she was warm and comfortable and could actually breathe again. "I might not be great company though," she said, yawning. "Feel like a nap."
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-09-22 10:50 am (UTC)(link)
Sam closed her eyes and let her mind drift off. Her feet were warm in the crazy socks, and Jack was doing lovely things to her leg, and that combined with the fact that she hadn't slept that well made her drowsy.

"If I knew sick days were this nice, would have taken one long time ago," she murmured, voice trailing off at the end of the sentence.
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-09-22 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mmhmm." Eyes still closed, she reached down for the blanket and pulled it up a little, snuggling more against Jack's shoulder. And then she dozed off, warm and comfortable.

She may or may not have snored a little.