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Lt Col Samantha Carter ([personal profile] macgyverd_it) wrote in [community profile] paradisalogs2012-08-01 10:54 pm

Things are never quite what they should be

Who: Sam Carter and Jack O'Neill
What: Discussions and post family event awkwardness.
When: a few days after the family event ended.
Where: The workshop Huey left behind.
Rating: PG-13


Sam had been actively keeping herself busy for the days preceding the extremely bizarre events of that family thing. She'd been keeping even more busy in the wake of it. She had a first hand grasp of the perfect life O'Neill had talked about.

She'd spent the last three days straight in the lab. Working on the schematics of the gate project, as well as a few other systems she felt would help them for the remainder of their time here at Paradisa. She wanted to measure what she could of this place.

Three days no sleep, nothing much but coffee and the occasional bit of food the robot Huey left her would force her to take. Well some habits never change.


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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-02 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
He knew precisely what she would be doing. It was her way of dealing with, well, nearly everything she didn't understand. And he'd taken enough time to figure it out for himself.

He'd been trying to make it simple for her. To stay away, to let her have what he presumed she wanted - which was, in short, not him. Then the castle had thrown them together, as husband and wife. And it had been fantastic.

He was only thankful that they hadn't gone too far with it. But kisses, curling together as night came - that had been enough. So he tracked her down, sticking his head in the door.

"Hey," he said, for lack of a better thing to say. "Whatcha doin'?"
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-04 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Ok," he said, after listening to all that, "should I make an appointment? Sometime on a Thursday, next December, when you've got a break scheduled?"

He stepped into the room further, hands in his pockets.

"But if you want me gone, just...say the word, and I'm gone."
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-04 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
He nodded, quietly. Then he responded just as simply.

"Yes, dear."

Because that was one way of reminding her of what had happened, thanks to the castle. Where they had been man and wife.
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-04 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nope, that was real. As real as anything gets around here, anyways."

He stepped forward, hands in his pockets, without the proper words for such a situation.

"It's like it gets inside your head," he said, finally, "and gives you precisely what you want."
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-05 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
"That's because," he said, stepping closer to her, "it was. And I figure it's about time we talk about things now, rather than trying to avoid each other. I know, I know, I'm crap at the talking thing."

He held up both hands to forestall her from jumping in immediately.

"It wasn't having it back. Not this time. That was you. The you you. The...it was the same, but not the same. Little bits different. Also? You wore sun hats. I never, ever knew how great you'd look in sunhats before."

He seemed to run out of track there for a moment, and shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Look, I know you don't want...that...but it was nice. I can't lie about that. It was better than nice."
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-05 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Right, and I haven't been going on long jogs just to avoid thinking about you, and what happened, for a couple of minutes. Not at all."

It was, frankly, quite the admission from him to begin with. Made all the more important, in his mind, by what had passed between them. At her second statement, however, his jaw dropped open.

"Belittle your feelings? I...I'm just going from what you told me here, Carter! And I don't want your damn support! Not this time! You know what I want, and it's the one thing I can't have."

In short, her. What it always boiled down to, the basic unit of his life.
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-06 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
He realized he'd put his foot in it. And in a huge way, as always.

"I was in love with you! I didn't know there'd be a second one along! I thought that, hey, for once, we were both in the same damn universe, and we could, and here we are, and it's all messed up again."

He rubbed the back of his neck. "And I'm making it worse. Look, I'm sorry, really. I don't...I don't mean to say it wasn't hard. I thought that, in two years, whatever you felt for me..."

He left the rest unsaid.
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-07 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
All of it was like a sledgehammer against his heart, it really was. But the last statement stopped him cold. It took him a moment to realize that she could see that.

"You know why I did it?" He said, slowly. "Because after all those other times where it wasn't us, and the near misses, and the messing with our heads - there was a shot. A clear, perfect shot. You remember Kerry? She told me I should just retire, and be with you. And I was a damn idiot not to listen. Maybe then it'd have turned out..."

He shook his head, banishing that thought.

"No. No more might-have-beens, false memories, or magically done marriages. Because of Grace. And Gracie. Something's here, and while I'm scared to hell of losing you again? I can't keep away from you. I just can't. And for a while there, I had the thought in my head that every day involved coming to a home, and to you. So you know what I want. Pain and all. What do you want?"
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-07 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
And so, it all came down to a moment.

He watched her eyes for a long moment, those beautiful, brilliant eyes. If they were truly the window to the soul, as people said, then what a soul he was gazing at. She was, and always had been, the woman.

He reached out, a hand gently touching her cheek, as if expecting her to disappear. To prove to be a hallucination, once again. To be somehow not real. But she was. He felt the warmth of her skin under his hand, the smoothness of it.

"There's only one way to find out," he said, then brought his lips against her.

The potential upside, really, was that given everything that had passed, he already knew what she wanted in a kiss.
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-09 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
And it lasted. Oh how it lasted. Every moment felt like a perfect eternity. One of those rare moments where time doesn't act unfairly - and stays almost still.

When it came to an end, he rested his forehead against hers, drawing in badly-needed oxygen.

"We need to get out of here. And I'm going to make you so damn happy, you have no idea."
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-09 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
He winced, stepping back himself.

"You're right," he said, berating himself for even saying it. "Sorry, Car- oh for crying out loud - Sam. Gotta get past that part, at least."

She had a damn good point. One he should have thought of before the kiss, really.

"I can do slow," he said, with a fraction of his usual levity. "You've seen me drive, I'm as slow as Mr.Magoo on downers."

This said by a man who had flown an X-302 inside Goa'uld shields with her to blast away Anubis' superweapon.
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-09 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Relax, I understand. Really, I do. Me and understanding are like that on this."

He held up two fingers as he said it, crossed.

"And trust me," he added, "You're worth patience. Beginnings are great, too."

His usual humor was flowing back into his response, and he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-11 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
He couldn't help but laugh at that, briefly.

"Yes, a date. I think that's a decent idea. I'd find a sock hop if they had one. Or if you had bobby socks."

It was funny. It was also one of the more attractive features about her. A beautiful sort of awkwardness. Then she spoke again, and he tilted his head from side to side as if in thought.

"Well," he said, putting on a thoughtful expression, "I think I could manage one more."
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-11 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
He said nothing, this time. He'd been, essentially, given an order - one he was more than happy to obey. He dipped his head, a hand coming up to touch the line of her jaw, and brought his lips against hers again.

It wasn't like before. It was better. There was no surprise on either side, but there was the desire to make the most of it. It became not so much a single kiss, but a series of them, an exploration of her lips.

And an entirely fantastic one.
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[personal profile] fishesandfights 2012-08-18 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
And oh how he liked that smile. He wished he could take a picture of it, press it into a little book forever.

"Yeah, it really did. But it was the whole part where you looked up with that smile. The hat just sort of added an exclamation mark to the whole sexy package."

He winced, briefly.

"Right, sorry, not the word for taking it slow, there."