Fic: Looking Good (Sam/Jack)
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xfirefly9xTitle: Looking Good
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Characters: Sam/Jack
Prompt: Doohickey
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG
Summary: Jack watches Sam make something in her lab.
Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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“Are you sure about this?” He eyes Sam critically and wonders to himself, not for the first time, what he’s gotten himself into.
Sam turns from the doohickey at her fingertips and grins.
Boy is she hot when she grins, he thinks to himself before he remembers this is her lab, they’re at work, and those sorts of musings are best locked away until later, when they get home; never mind the fact that what they’re doing should probably be put off for off-the-job hours.
“I’m sure,” Sam confirms with a nod. “It’ll be perfect.”
He eyes the contraption he just spent the past half hour watching her create. It’s remarkably simple and yet appears so very sturdy and effective.
“It’s looking good,” he mutters in encouragement. (She made it so it must be good.)
Sam smiles and continues to fiddle with it for a moment. Her gracefulness and the speed at which her fingers move captivate him. She stops and fixes him with another dazzling smile. “It’s done.”
She holds out the completed project and he takes it carefully from her to inspect it. It’s even better close up. “You did a really great job with this, Carter,” he tells her. “I’m impressed.”
Sam shrugs modestly. “It’s not my best work. We’ll have to test it out later, take it down to the lake.”
He places the fishing rod down and drags a hand through his hair, smiling. “That we will,” he says. His grin fades when he sees the glint in Sam’s eyes. “What? Do I have something in my hair?” He brushes more furiously.
Sam smirks. “No, it’s just that there’s only one rod and there are two of us,” she hinted. She gestured towards the remaining equipment.
“My turn to make?”
“And my turn to watch.”
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Characters: Sam/Jack
Prompt: Doohickey
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG
Summary: Jack watches Sam make something in her lab.
Notes: Written for
fragglebo.“Are you sure about this?” He eyes Sam critically and wonders to himself, not for the first time, what he’s gotten himself into.
Sam turns from the doohickey at her fingertips and grins.
Boy is she hot when she grins, he thinks to himself before he remembers this is her lab, they’re at work, and those sorts of musings are best locked away until later, when they get home; never mind the fact that what they’re doing should probably be put off for off-the-job hours.
“I’m sure,” Sam confirms with a nod. “It’ll be perfect.”
He eyes the contraption he just spent the past half hour watching her create. It’s remarkably simple and yet appears so very sturdy and effective.
“It’s looking good,” he mutters in encouragement. (She made it so it must be good.)
Sam smiles and continues to fiddle with it for a moment. Her gracefulness and the speed at which her fingers move captivate him. She stops and fixes him with another dazzling smile. “It’s done.”
She holds out the completed project and he takes it carefully from her to inspect it. It’s even better close up. “You did a really great job with this, Carter,” he tells her. “I’m impressed.”
Sam shrugs modestly. “It’s not my best work. We’ll have to test it out later, take it down to the lake.”
He places the fishing rod down and drags a hand through his hair, smiling. “That we will,” he says. His grin fades when he sees the glint in Sam’s eyes. “What? Do I have something in my hair?” He brushes more furiously.
Sam smirks. “No, it’s just that there’s only one rod and there are two of us,” she hinted. She gestured towards the remaining equipment.
“My turn to make?”
“And my turn to watch.”
