I will obey
By Demon
Faith
TITLE: I will
obey
AUTHOR: Demon
Faith
EMAIL: rosabeth@hotmail.com
CATEGORY: S/D,
Humour, Challenge Response (to Tk!)
SPOILERS: None
SEASON/SEQUEL:
After S4
RATING: PG
CONTENT
WARNINGS: Complete and utter nonsense!
SUMMARY: Jack
walks in on…?
DISCLAIMER:
Don’t own Stargate – wish I did!
AUTHOR’S NOTES:
A race between Tk and myself to write fic! Wonder who wins…
“Hey Sam. What
shall we do today?”
Jack stopped in
his tracks outside Sam’s office. Wasn’t Daniel supposed to be working? In his
own lab? On his own work?
“Let’s play a
game.”
Jack frowned.
This was odd. He inched closer, knowing he should probably turn back.
“That’s a good
idea, Sam. What would you like to play?”
Daniel’s voice
was seductive, measured – and Jack was freaked out. Sam and DANIEL? Wow, that
was new!
“Let’s play
Poker…”
Jack froze,
stiffening against the wall, earning him a strange look from the guard on duty
down the corridor. Poker? *Strip* poker?
“Okay, Sam.
Would you like to deal?”
That voice – it
was so…alluring? Jack shivered. This was way too weird.
“No, I’ve
changed my mind. Let’s not play. I want to buy a new set of lingerie.”
Jack’s eyes
widened. Oh hell on earth, he couldn’t cope with this.
“Would you like
me to help you, Sam?”
Jack inched
even closer to the door, not quite believing what he was hearing.
“Yes, please.
Preferably black.”
“Yes, but first
I must check your assets.”
Jack’s ears
were burning, eyes bulging and mouth almost wide open.
“Hey Jack.
Whatcha doing?”
Jack swung
round, to see *Daniel* standing behind him, looking concerned.
“You okay,
Jack? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
Jack looked
between Sam’s office, and Daniel, then back at the office.
“You could say
that,” he said, weakly.
There was the
sound of a computer shutting down, and Sam emerged from her office, stopping at
the two men in the corridor.
“Hey guys.
What’s up?”
Jack put his
hands to his head, wondering when the world went completely crazy. Daniel just
shrugged at Sam.
“So, how’s the
new computer program?”
“The Audio
Guide? It’s working fine. I’ve got it all programmed up now.”
“Great. Can I
try it?”
Jack slowly
lowered his hand, smiling to himself. Sam was turning a brilliant red. Jack
shook his head, and began to walk off, as Sam began to stutter.
“Uh…well…it’s
only a…program.”
//I’ll bet it
is// thought Jack, wryly.
*finis*