Man on a Mission [For Keller]

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Jack didn't like being on the outs with Carter, not even when they had a purely working relationship. He'd always loved her company and thought she was funny and sincere before he started having thoughts about how to make her laugh and what would drive her crazy. That said, he'd landed himself in the dog house pretty good after the sex fiasco and Jack couldn't for the life of him understand why he'd let himself get so carried away with her. It wasn't like either of them.

Still, an apology would probably do them some good and Jack intended to snag fruit and coffee from the Compound just after dawn and sneak it into Carter's hut by way of making peace. She'd wake up to her favorite thing and a note from him and maybe it'd start smoothing things over. Or making them civil. Hell, he didn't know what to do. He just had to try.

Coffee in hand with a folded note, he started making his way back down to New Atlantis, hoping nobody ran into him.

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"Do I look good in it?" Jack asked, turning to look at Sam. This would be a good time for her to be honest and move toward that dating thing they'd discussed, but he would hold his breath until it happened.

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"Yes," Sam said honestly, a small fond smile bringing out the dimple in her cheek. "You did." Not that he'd ever looked bad in his dress uniform; on the contrary. But there was something about the general's stars that just... well.

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Jack teased a little more, smile just that much wider. "Do I look good enough that you'll go with me to the wedding?"

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"Maybe." She blushed a little, touching the stars on one of the shoulders of his uniform jacket. "Though I'd go with you even if you wore something else."

They'd sort of been planning to go together anyway, in that 'we live right next door to each other and are going in the same direction' kind of way, or at least they had been before everything blew up. But this was different; a subtle difference, but different regardless.

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Jack nudged her a little with his shoulder, trying to elicit that blush again.

"Then we'll go. Pick you up on time and everything. I can be a good date when I want to be, promise."

As opposed to the day before yesterday, when he'd pushed things way too far.

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"Sounds good."

So they were going to Jennifer and Ronon's wedding together. That made it something like a date, didn't it?

Oooh boy. A date with Jack O'Neill.

She wasn't entirely sure how she felt about this still, but really, she didn't need to be entirely sure. It was just a date.

With Jack.

And she was as nervous as a sixteen year old over it.

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"Doesn't weird you out or anything?" Jack asked, lightly touching her knee. Knee touching had to be okay. He couldn't possibly make that erotic, right? Nope, touching clothed knees just had to be fine and not rule breaking in any way shape or fashion.

Because for all he kept moving the line before, now that he'd gotten Sam to concede to being open about her feelings for him, he wasn't going to push the physical aspect of the relationship. She'd come when she was ready and Jack could just wait.

But nothing said he couldn't wait impatiently.

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"No," she said honestly. She nudged him a little with her knee."It doesn't." It was just a little step, and that she could handle. It wasn't island weirdness, and Jack wasn't being pushy, and she wasn't getting that weird vibe that set her on edge that she kept getting most days she was here.

It felt normal, and she liked it.

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"Let me know if it does," Jack said quietly, shifting his gaze from her to New Atlantis itself. The sun was up fully now and it was kinda pretty, just to watch. "Last thing I want is to screw this up again, Sam. Means too much to me to do that."

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She found his hand and squeezed it gently. It hadn't been him that screwed it up; it was their crazy situation. But they weren't going to rehash that. They were just going to move on, in small steps. Blank slate and all that.

"I will," she told him. "It means too much to me, too."

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"So coffee's the way to do it, huh?" Jack teased, trying to introduce a little levity. They'd gotten way too heavy for his tastes. "To get you happy to see me in the morning?"