AN: Just a lil bit o' sillyness. i just thought the line was too good to leave alone!

I Take it Back,I Swear!

Carter. In water. Removing clothing. Infront of me.

Okay technically we're both drowning, but seriously, how much more intimate can ya get, huh?
I'm sure i'd be enjoying the show an awful lot more if i wasn't running out of air.

Carter will fix it...

Except she won't because she's in here, drowning next to me.

She lost another layer.

AmI in heaven? AmI dead yet? Coz if she's gonna keep losing clothing i really don't want to die until i've caught the whole show.

Mmmmn...naked Carter...

I'd be salivating if i wasn't already choking on the water in my mouth.

Damn lack of air.

I guess i should be thinking about how to declare my undying love for her underwater before we die tragic heroic, and faintly stupid, deaths in here...

Hey, if i did that maybe she'd feel like sharing some oxygen with me...

Wow my brain is really fried.

...Maybe if we get out of this she'll need to resuscitate me...

...Or i could save her, that would be heroic, and i'd be doing my duty as a CO, saving one of my men.

Except that she is all woman...

Yep brain definately gone...

Yep, pretty sure i'm dying...

I remember her asking, when we were dying together last time, and it was just as cold, if i regretted anything...

Oh boy.

I So regret never sleeping with Carter.

At least, she can be the last pretty thingI look at beforeI die. Her eyes are horrified, wide and beautiful with panic.

"Sorry Sam"I wishI could say.

I wishI told herI loved her. I wish I'd retired soI wouldn't be dead.

I wish the Goa'uld were all dead because they're scum sucking mutants and deserve to be.

I wish she hadn't stopped taking her clothes off.

AmI hallucinating or is the water going down? Carter's looking at me? Surely she can't read my thoughts...

No, but she can damn sure do everything else...

I'm not dead! I'm not dead! She's not dead! I'm not dead! There's no deadness involved!

Still kinda wish she had less clothing on though...andI can't blame that on onoxia...

I hear Jacob on the speaker. Jacob. Carter. Jacob is Carter. Sam is Carter. Sam is spawn of Jacob.

Jacob would kick my ass if he knew what was in my head...although he has a snake there so it's all relative really...

"Tell him i take back everything i was thinking underwater!" I say, coughing loudly.

I take in Carter's sodden clothes, clinging to her, the wet strands around her face, her eyes alarmingly blue...

Okay, maybe not everything...