Title: Necessities Of Life
Author: Ky (Venom_69)Fandom:
Atlantis & Stargate.
Pairing: Sam/Jack, John/Elizabeth
Rating: Mature Peoples
Summary: “What are you doing here?”
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Promise to put them back in the state I found them. Song’s not mine either. That would be Jamie O'Neal's "Frantic"
notes: Written for ses_gategirl
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Copyright © to Venom, 2006
I'm not built for relaxing
bored without some action
One speed is all I know
Seize the day, yeah that's my motto
Maybe someday, I'll slow down
Elizabeth wasn’t sure if she was dreaming, hallucinating, being taken over by an alien
parasite, or actually staring at the former commander of the SGC as he stepped off the Deadelus.
John, standing beside
her, was apparently just as shocked. “And Colonel Carter.”
older man scowled slightly. “It’s Jack.”
“Jack.” She repeated dutifully. “What
are you doing here?”
“We brought supplies.” Colonel Carter replied.
John cocked his head
slightly. “Don’t you have lackey’s for that kind of thing?”
“Think of it as a working
holiday then.” Jack shrugged. “Either way, we’re here for a few days. So, you got a spare room at Chez Atlantis?”
smiled. “Would you like the east wing or the west wing?”
Pacing back and forth, hands running
through tense hair. “Why are they here?”
“I don’t know.”
“Do you think they’re
checking up on us?”
“I don’t know.”
“Do you think they know?”
“Did Kavanaugh say something in his latest whinge-fest?”
“God… We should kill him and hide the damn body. It would have to be him, wouldn’t it?”
“Of course, it may have been someone else… who else would do that, though?
“It had to have been him. He’s the only one low enough to do something like this.”
course, I imagine it’s largely because he has a huge Rodney-like crush on you.”
pointed an accusing finger at Elizabeth as she sat calmly in her chair, elbows leaning on the desk. “Oh, you know he
“Yes, ew. And he knows you ew so he’s jealousy and he’s
whinging to people back home and they’re sending the big wigs to check up on us.”
“Jack is hardly
a big wig.”
“Did you not see the stars on his shoulders?”
“Of course I did.”
Sigh. “John, why are you freaking out about this?”
“Because it’s a big deal!
It’s huge! Like… really, really huge! And there could be a lot of bad stuff that happens if they find out…
Wait. Why aren’t you
freaking out about this?”
Elizabeth smiled. “Because Jack isn’t
going to rat us out. Even if he knows.”
“How can you be so sure.” John stood with his hands on his
hips, eyebrows raised and Elizabeth couldn’t help but think that he looked damned sexy when he was having a meltdown.
shrugged. “I assigned them quarters.”
“And what does that have to do with anything?”
only assigned one room.”
“But there’s two of them.”
the rooms only have one bed in them.”
“And the beds are really
He’d been complaining about that since he started sharing hers. She smiled. “Yes, they
“So what does that have to do with… oh. Oh. Oh!”
thought that she could actually see all of the steam dissipating from his argumentative state. His chest, formerly puffed
out in tension, was relaxed. The red had left his face and he looked more like his boyishly attractive self than he had a
few moments ago.
"That's such a cliché."
Jack ran a hand teasingly along her bare thigh. “How
many regulations did we break?”
“Just then or by coming here at all?”
smiled, her body arching towards his wandering hands. “Well, in the last hour… four. By coming here? About forty
An eyebrow arched in surprise. “Forty four?”
we left a note!”
“I don’t think that counts.”
There was silence for a few moment. The
air was broken by the sound of her breathing and Sam thought that she could hear the ocean through the open window. Or maybe
it was the sound of her blood rushing through her?
“Elizabeth was very surprised to see us.”
multi-talented that she was, was most certainly not
up to having any form of intelligent conversation when his mouth
“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Jack.”
“You complaining?” He hummed.
John took his tray over to where O’Neill was sitting.
“Mind if I join you, Sir?” It was kinda weird calling anyone Sir again and he was almost tempted to salute the
“Sure. And it’s Jack.”
“Yes Sir.” John sat across from him, picking
at the food on his plate, not really hungry. Despite what Elizabeth had said and despite the sleeping arrangement, he still
wasn’t convinced that the General and Colonel weren’t there to bust his ass down to Airman and ship Elizabeth
back to Earth. “Permission to speak freely, Sir?”
“It’s Jack. And sure, shoot.”
are you and Colonel Carter here?”
“I told you, we brought supplies.”
sighed. “Look, will it make you feel any better if I told you we came here for a dirty weekend away?”
“Though we really did bring supplies.”
“I didn’t know we were low on anything.”
up a box from the vacant chair beside him, Jack handed it to John. “Not food and medical type supplies. We brought the
necessities of life.”
John opened the box, looking at the latest version of the play station portable. “Cool!”
thought you’d appreciate it. There’s games underneath and a stack of batteries in one of our other bags.”
Elizabeth looked up and smiled. “About to beat
my high score on solitaire.”
“Should I leave you and your computer alone?”
not, come in. How are you?”
Carter smiled, glad to see the former SGC leader again.
Weir had only been with them for a short time, Sam had found a strange sort of friendship forming between them. It was always
nice to have another female friend around, particularly with the hours she kept and especially after Janet. “I’m
doing well. Really well. You?”
“We have our ups and downs here.”
“Is it everything you
“That and more.”
“I imagine having John around helps.”
clucked her tongue. “It does. I imaging having Jack around you helps too.”
Sam grinned. It wasn’t
often that she got to have ‘girly’ talks about men. “Definitely a high point.”
sure. What brings you to our little corner of the universe, anyway?”
“Jack kidnapped me for a romantic
getaway.” The other woman raised her eyebrow and Sam amended, “dirty weekend away.”
“And we brought supplies.”
“I think we’re quite well stocked, actually.”
food and medical supplied. We brought the necessities of life.” Sam handed Elizabeth a bag across the desk. “Open.”
“I thought you might appreciate it after a hard day.”
“Oh you have
“I would’ve brought you a foot massager, but I didn’t think you’d have anywhere
to plug it in.”
Elizabeth laughed gratefully. “Don’t you work with Naquadah generators for a reason?”
Landry looked around Carter’s lab.
She wasn’t here, which in itself was odd - despite the fact that SG1
was on downtime - and all of her equipment was turned off. The report that he’d come for wasn’t visible in her
out tray, either.
Her stationary was all in the holder that sat on her desk. A clean coffee mug with “WORLD’S
BIGGEST BRAIN” written across it - Gag gift from O’Neill - was there as well. Folders of technobabble were neatly
stacked. A leather book rested atop of them and he couldn’t help but look.
Landry managed to read one sentence
before he closed the book quickly. It was a diary of some kind and, unless Carter had been the recipient of a sex-change recently,
it wasn’t hers.
He decided he didn’t want to know.
There were no lights on, the glow of the fluorescents
in the hallway the only illumination, but there was a piece of paper stuck to the monitor of her computer. “Kidnapped
Gone to Atlantis for a holiday.
were nuts, he decided, shaking his head as he left the darkend lab.