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Gen. Jack O'Neill ([personal profile] has_2ls) wrote2010-02-05 10:19 am
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Jack wasn't sure how he'd ended up flirting with Carter and picking out dresses for her, but it'd managed to be kinda sweet in the end. But, as far as them going to the wedding together, that'd been a no fly zone no matter how much Jack wanted it.

But Carter had said no and Jack, both as friend and CO, had to respect that decision.

He'd spent the morning swimming and had darted back up to New Atlantis to nab a towel from his hut when he saw her. Dammit. No avoiding Carter now. He'd have to speak to her out of politeness; it wasn't like he was mad at her or anything. He just couldn't trust himself around her.

"Morning, Carter."

It'd be easier if he had on more than swim trunks, wouldn't it?
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-02-07 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Sam had a fairly good idea why that was, and the mental image was not helping.

At all.

"Okay, now you really have to leave," she told him. Her voice was a little apologetic, a little pleading, because if he didn't, she didn't trust herself to behave right now.
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-02-07 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, Jack?"

Her voice was equally choked, and she only had the tiniest bit of self-control left.
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-02-07 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
Sam nodded, very carefully, as if nodding too much would upset her little bit of self-control. "Which is why you really, really have to go."
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2010-02-07 12:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Jack," she said warningly. If she had to tell him to go one more time, she wasn't sure she really had it in her to say it. She really needed him to just go.

Sam Carter really, really hated her life right now.