Fic: Catching Up (Sam/Cam)
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xfirefly9xTitle: Catching Up
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Characters: Sam/Cam
Prompt: #023 Reunion & #000 In Atlantis, schmoopy
Word Count: 414
Rating: T+
Summary: "How long's it been?" Cam asks as he walks alongside Sam from the gate room in Atlantis.
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rightxhere. August 17.
"How long's it been?" Cam asks as he walks alongside Sam from the gate room in Atlantis. He'd made an impromptu trip to aid in transporting a prisoner Wraith from Atlantis back to Earth for 'questioning'. NSA's orders, backed by the president. It had taken a lot of elbow twisting, but he'd finally convinced them that he was the best one to go.
Sam glances at him, quirks an eyebrow. "Hmmm, I don't know. A couple of months, maybe?"
Cam nods. "That sounds about right. Too long, anyhow." He declines to tell her that he knows how long it has been down to the day, nearly to the minute.
"Definitely," Sam agrees. She speaks briefly to an airman and then tugs on his arm. "Come on."
They walk in silence down one of the halls, until Sam stops and opens a door. She waves him in and follows, closing it behind them.
"I'm sorry about the mess," she says. "I'd take you to one of the meeting rooms but we'd undoubtedly get interrupted. This is more private."
Cam is too busy searching her quarters with his eyes to listen properly. He picks out a few framed photos, smiles. He can see his own face in one of them as well as the faces of the rest of SG-1, old and new. "I see you've got the photos out," he notes.
Sam smiles. "They make a poor substitute for the real thing, but yes."
Cam continues to look around them. Sam waits until he's done and turns to grin at her. "Looks like you've got it good here. Pretty damn good," he says. "How're you finding it?"
"It is good," Sam agrees. "Great even. I just... I miss you guys. I miss Earth. It's very different here."
"Understandable. I'm sure I'd feel the same way." Cam reaches for her hand, squeezes it gently. He takes on a serious expression.
"I'm here, you know. If you need it. I know we're usually separated by a universe or so, but give me a call and assuming I can convince Landry, I'll be right here."
"Half an hour or so, actually," Sam puts in, smiling. "The Midway space station."
"Ahh, true. Yeah."
Sam looks deep into his eyes and pulls his hand so that he moves closer. Nodding once, slowly, she runs her tongue over her lips. "Thank you."
Cam closes the distance between them and kisses her. When they break free, he rests his forehead on hers. "Any time."
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Characters: Sam/Cam
Prompt: #023 Reunion & #000 In Atlantis, schmoopy
Word Count: 414
Rating: T+
Summary: "How long's it been?" Cam asks as he walks alongside Sam from the gate room in Atlantis.
Notes: Written for
25fluffyfics and rightxhere. August 17."How long's it been?" Cam asks as he walks alongside Sam from the gate room in Atlantis. He'd made an impromptu trip to aid in transporting a prisoner Wraith from Atlantis back to Earth for 'questioning'. NSA's orders, backed by the president. It had taken a lot of elbow twisting, but he'd finally convinced them that he was the best one to go.
Sam glances at him, quirks an eyebrow. "Hmmm, I don't know. A couple of months, maybe?"
Cam nods. "That sounds about right. Too long, anyhow." He declines to tell her that he knows how long it has been down to the day, nearly to the minute.
"Definitely," Sam agrees. She speaks briefly to an airman and then tugs on his arm. "Come on."
They walk in silence down one of the halls, until Sam stops and opens a door. She waves him in and follows, closing it behind them.
"I'm sorry about the mess," she says. "I'd take you to one of the meeting rooms but we'd undoubtedly get interrupted. This is more private."
Cam is too busy searching her quarters with his eyes to listen properly. He picks out a few framed photos, smiles. He can see his own face in one of them as well as the faces of the rest of SG-1, old and new. "I see you've got the photos out," he notes.
Sam smiles. "They make a poor substitute for the real thing, but yes."
Cam continues to look around them. Sam waits until he's done and turns to grin at her. "Looks like you've got it good here. Pretty damn good," he says. "How're you finding it?"
"It is good," Sam agrees. "Great even. I just... I miss you guys. I miss Earth. It's very different here."
"Understandable. I'm sure I'd feel the same way." Cam reaches for her hand, squeezes it gently. He takes on a serious expression.
"I'm here, you know. If you need it. I know we're usually separated by a universe or so, but give me a call and assuming I can convince Landry, I'll be right here."
"Half an hour or so, actually," Sam puts in, smiling. "The Midway space station."
"Ahh, true. Yeah."
Sam looks deep into his eyes and pulls his hand so that he moves closer. Nodding once, slowly, she runs her tongue over her lips. "Thank you."
Cam closes the distance between them and kisses her. When they break free, he rests his forehead on hers. "Any time."
