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My apologies for the multiple entries, but I told [livejournal.com profile] annerbhp to berate me if I hadn't posted something by today, and I have to meet the deadline!

Title: Three Times Sam and Jack Didn't Touch
Fandom: Stargate: SG-1
Pairing: Sam/Jack
Rating: G
Summary: Exactly what it says on the box. Unbetaed fluff.




1. Attempt

He tried to grab Sam, but a second tremor threw him off balance and he missed her completely.

There was an agonizing second where he saw her topple over the ledge, and then a spike of adrenaline as he realized he was just about to follow. He scrabbled for any sort of purchase and found it, hanging on as his feet slipped—and then he was lying flat, watching the ledge, and wishing it was safe to let go, to see--.

The tremor subsided within a few seconds, and Jack inched his way cautiously to the edge.

He leaned over, scanning for blond hair—found it, much closer than he’d dared hope, but farther than he liked. Sam had fallen to a narrow, decorative ledge that ran around the inside of the rim. From the looks of it, it was a miracle it hadn’t broken off under her weight.

"Carter!" he called, watching for movement, listening for—

A ragged breath, and then a spate of coughing from below, and Sam turned her head. Jack dropped his head into his arm for a quick moment, hiding his relief.

Sam stopped coughing, finally, and said, clearly,

"Ow."

Jack raised his head and said, "How’s it going down there?"

"Peachy-keen, sir." Sam moved her limbs and said, "I don’t think anything’s broken." She rolled over carefully and stood, holding onto the wall beside her ledge. She looked down, and then up, though Jack could see she was being careful not to move too quickly.

"Hit your head?" Jack asked.

A beat of silence, and then, "I don’t think so."

Jack made a mental note to have Sam report to the infirmary anyway. "Okay," Jack said, judging the distance between them. "We’re going to need a rope."

Another tremor hit. Jack grasped at the floor, his knuckles turning white, but this one was more like a gentle wave than the violent shaking of before, and it was quiet almost before Jack had braced himself.

Below him, Sam was flush against the wall. She called out "Anytime, sir."

Jack unclipped his pack and got to work.



2. Misunderstanding

They ended up in the weirdest prisons.

Sam took in the platforms suspended from the ceiling--they looked very much like perches in a birdcage, actually--with just enough room for one person to lay down in one direction, and separated from each other by a distance just slightly too big to jump safely. Thankfully, they were anchored on all four corners, so they didn't sway.

There were several other empty perches, and Sam had the errant thought that at least there would be room for the rest of SG-1 if they showed up.

"How do we end up in these places?" said her next-perch neighbor.

Sam refrained from glaring at said neighbor, who also happened to be her commanding officer. She also (barely) refrained from assigning the appropriate blame.

"No, seriously, I still don't know what we did."

"What you did, sir," Sam said before she could stop herself.

A beat of silence. Then, "I count two of us in jail, Major."

Sam closed her eyes, sensing that she'd crossed a line. Evidence of her genius intellect, no doubt. Still, she wasn't taking the blame for this one.

"I'm not the one they cited for public indecency, sir. They only arrested me because I tried to defend you."

A longer silence. Finally, Jack cleared his throat. "Yes, well. I'm going to have to tell General Hammond something."

Sam hadn't gotten that far. Crap. She knew exactly what Jack had done, but somehow she couldn't imagine Hammond reacting well to "Well, you see, sir, apparently Colonel O'Neill was looking at me with something other than professional respect, and since Daniel had already informed the Nythians that we weren't married, they decided he'd broken a strict social taboo."

Yeah. That probably wouldn't go over well.

For the first time since they'd been put in here, Sam looked over at Jack. He looked vaguely guilty, and Sam relented.

"I think it was some sort of misunderstanding, sir."

Jack's expression cleared a little. "It would have to be, right?"

Sam nodded. "Absolutely. I don't know exactly what they think happened, but I'm sure they were mistaken."

"No doubt," Jack said, sounding very relieved.

Sam refrained from rolling her eyes.

Barely.



3. Wake up

There were moments Jack understood the whole gooey romantic crap thing.

This was one of those moments; rain was hitting the tent, Jack was perfectly warm inside his sleeping bag, and he was watching Sam Carter wake up next to him. Jack would never admit it to anyone, but he had the whole routine catalogued, from the first sign of restlessness to the little sigh she gave just before she opened her eyes--

On cue, Sam let out a breath and her eyes opened. She blinked blearily a couple of times before focusing and looking him in the eye--

Crap. He'd forgotten to look away. Again.

Sam smiled, and Jack decided forgetting was worth it. He just wouldn't smile back, or would make a quip about the (terrible) weather, and life would move on.

Jack felt the corners of his lips quirk upwards.

Oops.

Sam burrowed a little deeper into her sleeping bag, still smiling.

Jack gave up and settled back down into his bag. It was early, and it was still raining.

He smiled. They had time.


Date: 2011-02-26 04:02 am (UTC)
thothmes: Jack, peering over her shoulder at Sam.  Legend:  Sir1  You're staring again! (Staring Again)
From: [personal profile] thothmes
Oh, I like these, wending their way from simply looking out for her, through awkward and unrequited looking, through requited looking.

Poor Jack! The moment Daniel let on that they weren't married, he was so screwed. And not in that greatly desired literal way either?! ;)

I must admit that my first reaction to the title of this piece was Only three?!!! Those two are always not-touching!, but this was a nice little progression.

Date: 2011-02-26 01:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdamel.livejournal.com
Very enjoyable reading--all 3 of them. Thanks for sharing!

Melissa M.

Date: 2011-02-26 11:18 pm (UTC)
ext_2131: picture of a fish with lots of green (Default)
From: [identity profile] holdouttrout.livejournal.com
I'm glad you liked them!

Date: 2011-02-26 02:28 am (UTC)
ext_3557: annerb icon with scenes of all team variations, my OTP (Sam & Jack at Stargate)
From: [identity profile] aurora-novarum.livejournal.com
Hee. I especially like the one with them in bird cage perches. Sam's voice in that one was a scream.

YAY FIC!!!

Date: 2011-02-26 11:19 pm (UTC)
ext_2131: picture of a fish with lots of green (Sam_angry)
From: [identity profile] holdouttrout.livejournal.com
Hee. Yes. I really like Sam's "Okay, that's enough" moods. *g*

Date: 2011-02-26 05:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kedd.livejournal.com
And YAY!

1. The moment where Jack hides his face in his arm? Perfection.

2. Sam's voice is just awesome. Just that irritation and exasperation, and then being unable to stay angry at Jack, because, well, it's Jack (and secretly she really liked that we was looking at her in a publicly indecent way - haha). But she's still annoyed.

3. Awwwwww!

Date: 2011-02-26 11:20 pm (UTC)
ext_2131: picture of a fish with lots of green (Default)
From: [identity profile] holdouttrout.livejournal.com
Hee! I'm glad you enjoyed these.

Date: 2011-02-26 03:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] besyd.livejournal.com
All were wonderful, but oh ... tent!fic. I. Love. Tent!fic. Love it so much. I shall be schmoopy all day now. :^)

Date: 2011-02-26 11:20 pm (UTC)
ext_2131: picture of a fish with lots of green (stargate_sam/jack_mooning)
From: [identity profile] holdouttrout.livejournal.com
Lol. I am totally with you on the tent!fic thing.

Date: 2011-02-26 09:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] midwifeonboard.livejournal.com
Lovely, lovely fluff. :)

Date: 2011-02-26 11:21 pm (UTC)

Date: 2011-02-27 07:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] annerbhp.livejournal.com
Hee! See? Sam and Jack don't even need the touching to be stupid cute. Nice mix there too. Kind of scary, to Sam being annoyed and trying very hard to stay that way against the power of a guilty, cute Jack. And then, of course, early morning tent eye!sex.

Sigh. Very lovely. (And I totally forgot I was supposed to be bugging you. You know about this fic. Because I know I bugged you about another fic. ;)

Date: 2011-03-04 05:10 pm (UTC)
ext_2131: picture of a fish with lots of green (hanleia_argue)
From: [identity profile] holdouttrout.livejournal.com
If I say the early morning tent eye!sex was what started it, would you be surprised? (I'm guessing not.)

Bah. That fic. I may have figured out what I WANT to do with the ending, so... no promises, but soon! I think!

Date: 2011-02-28 02:10 pm (UTC)
ext_1358: (sg1)
From: [identity profile] grav-ity.livejournal.com
They are so awesome. Sometimes I can't believe that I still love reading about them, but it's because of stories like this that I do. ;)

Great job!

Date: 2011-03-04 05:10 pm (UTC)
ext_2131: picture of a fish with lots of green (Sam_Jack_stillthere)
From: [identity profile] holdouttrout.livejournal.com
Daw. Thank you! They really are just so stupid cute, aren't they?

Date: 2011-02-28 03:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mrspollifax.livejournal.com
*adds to 'yay, fic!' chorus* These are so much fun! The tent fic is my favorite, though - I am all melt-y now. Yay, fluff! *g*

Date: 2011-03-04 05:11 pm (UTC)
ext_2131: picture of a fish with lots of green (Sam_Jack_stillthere)
From: [identity profile] holdouttrout.livejournal.com
I can't resist the early morning tent fic! :-D

Date: 2011-03-01 01:45 am (UTC)
ziparumpazoo: Tree covered in pink frost (me&you)
From: [personal profile] ziparumpazoo
Awwwwe. Sweet. :)

Date: 2011-03-04 05:11 pm (UTC)

Date: 2011-03-01 02:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anna-sg1.livejournal.com
Cuute. But awww, that last one was just ♥.

Date: 2011-03-04 05:12 pm (UTC)
ext_2131: picture of a fish with lots of green (Sam_Jack_Shift)
From: [identity profile] holdouttrout.livejournal.com
Thank you! I love it when they're schmoopy. :-)

Date: 2011-03-01 11:55 am (UTC)

Date: 2011-03-04 05:12 pm (UTC)
ext_2131: picture of a fish with lots of green (OTPsmartass)
From: [identity profile] holdouttrout.livejournal.com
Glad you liked! :-D

Date: 2011-03-09 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] majorsamfan.livejournal.com
I can haz more schmoopage nao?

Date: 2011-03-10 02:54 am (UTC)
ext_2131: picture of a fish with lots of green (Sam_Jack_Shift)
From: [identity profile] holdouttrout.livejournal.com
Hee! I wish I had some more on tap.

Date: 2012-01-13 05:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] besyd.livejournal.com
Okay. I came back after your latest 2011 Fic Roundup post. And I have to say ...

I. Love. Tent!fic.

[happy sigh]

Date: 2012-01-13 05:13 am (UTC)

Date: 2012-09-18 08:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vash26.livejournal.com
I love why they end up in prison *happy sigh*

Date: 2012-09-18 07:16 pm (UTC)
ext_2131: picture of a fish with lots of green (Default)
From: [identity profile] holdouttrout.livejournal.com
Hee! Yes, so very difficult to explain, that one...

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