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| Crossroads |
Title: Crossroads Authors: Claire and Rogue007 Email: [email protected] and [email protected] Category: Sam/Jack romance Rating: Spoilers: Meridian, Archive: Wherever I post it. Summary: Jack and Sam have a little chat. Disclaimer: Don�t sue, I don�t own these guys and I probably never will either. They belong to the powers that be. I�ll put the characters back when I am done�well maybe I�ll keep Jack. ;) Authors notes: Be kind, this is the first fic I�ve ever posted and it wouldn�t be here without some badgering from the girls. (You know who you are). No flames please I�m warm enough. Sam watched silently as Jack broke open one of the bottles of whiskey that he�d kept hidden in his desk. He grabbed a second bottle and handed it to Sam. "Sorry, no cups in here." He said softly. Jack raised his bottle before taking a swig and said, "To Daniel." Sam repeated the gesture, and they both took a drink in Daniel�s memory. They both sat in silence for most of the first bottle. When Jack pulled out another bottle out of his desk, Sam decided to speak up. "Colonel, don�t you think it�d be wise idea if we took this party somewhere else," she said softly. Jack gave her a questioning look and she added, "I mean drinking in your office isn�t such a good idea. What if somebody comes looking for you?" He looked over at Sam and replied, "What are you suggesting Carter? We can�t exactly leave the base now can we; knowing our luck we�d get pulled over for drunk driving the second we get to the first gate." Sam pondered the idea for a bit and tried to decide if they were sober enough to make it. When she realized they wouldn�t make it, she turned back to Jack. Her face blushed slightly; Jack had been watching her. "How about if we find somewhere a little more quiet on the base then?" Sam offered. "There are no quiet places on this base Carter." Jack answered her. "Your right," Sam replied. Both of them lapsed into silence again while they tried to think of some place to go. Suddenly Jack spoke up, "We could try one of our quarters. Dad�s still on the base isn�t he?" "Yeah why?" she asked. "Well, we won�t try yours then," he answered. "He�ll probably come looking for you." "Yours it is then, but if he does look for me, he�ll probably try yours as well." "If he does, you could always hide under the bed," Jack told her with a grin on his face. Sam looked at Jack with a smile creeping onto her face, "sound like you�ve got it all figured out already." "Yeah sure you betcha.. Come on, let�s go," Jack said reaching a hand out to Sam. He moved to stand, tripping over a bootlace in the process. He landed on Sam who was still seated across form him. Sam helped Jack get up and steady himself. "Jack are you okay? I thought you could handle your alcohol?" Sam asked jokingly. Jack hesitated, surprised to her his name come out of her mouth. "Jack?" he questioned her. Sam looked embarrassed and answered him, "er� sorry sir, slip of the tongue." "No problem Carter, that is my name. I�ve told you before that you should call me Jack when we�re off duty." "Sam," Sam shouted back at him. |