Author's Note: This is just something that I thought up one day while on holidays. I have a feeling I won't be able to get back to studying and school work until I post this. I'm not happy with the final chapters, so they'll be put up a bit later. This is my first fan-fic ever, so feel free to criticize all you want.
Spoilers? Yes, I'm sure there are some in here. Just to cover myself, I think there are references to Season 3 and Season 8. Set after Moebius II at Jack's Cabin.
Rated M for sexual content and slight language.
P.S. Insert "I don't own any of the characters ..." speech here.
-- d3vilish
A Simple Question
He rested his head against her shoulder, his heavy breaths warm on her skin. Eyes closed, he had almost forgotten where he was for a split second. But how could he forget that the woman that he had been waiting for all these years was now lying beneath him, soft, warm and sated. How could he forget that he was still inside of her, not wanting to move fearing that he'd wake up from the most beautiful and surreal dream he's ever had. But it wasn't a dream. Her soft sigh of satisfaction reassured him of that. She let out a deep breath, as their heartbeats slowed back down to a normal pace. Opening his eyes slowly, the realization set in - he had just made love to the woman who he could only love silently from far for the past eight years. Her lips were still parted, her face completely relaxed. The light from the water's reflections was just enough for him to see her flushed pink cheeks. Placing a gentle kiss on her forehead, he slipped out of her slowly, being mindful of how sensitive her body had become from her orgasm just moments before. Moving onto his back, she instinctively rolled into him laying her head on his shoulder tangling one leg possessively over his. Her soft hands rubbed his chest as they both felt a wave of exhaustion sweep over them from their love making activities. He stroked her hair lovingly, fighting the urge to sleep - he wanted this moment, this feeling of fulfillment to last as long as he could hold onto it.
She could hear his strong heartbeat pumping through his chest. He stayed incredibly quiet and she loved how comfortable the silence felt. Years of raging feelings had finally been unleashed. And it had all started with a simple question.
"Enjoying yourself Carter?" Sam jumped a little; she didn't even hear him come inside. She was a little surprised that he'd tear himself away from the BBQ leaving Teal'C and Daniel to take care of it. Very uncharacteristic since Jack did love to brag about his secret BBQ sauce.
She turned to face him leaning against the countertop, hot coffee in hand. "Yes Sir. It's beautiful," she said glancing at him over the top of the mug.
"See? I told you you'd love it Carter." He smirked moving past her. "I came to grab the secret ingredient for my special O'Neill BBQ sauce." He opened a cupboard and took out a tiny bottle.
"What!? It's not beer!!" Carter snorted playfully.
"Carter, I'm hurt! You insult my creativity." He said placing one hand over his chest.
"Sorry sir. What's in the bottle?" An eyebrow raised in curiosity.
"And for the last time Carter, we're on down time - call me Jack." He turned the little bottle around showing her the label just for a split second before walking back outside with the it - Tabasco Sauce.
God he smelled good. There were reasons why she never let herself get too close to the man. But still, he smelled good. She smiled to herself before heading back outside to join the others. For some reason he never failed to surprise her.
It had been a fun day for all of them - it started with fishing, followed by Jack's famous BBQ chicken accompanied by friendly conversation into the late evening while roasting marshmallows over the open fire. It had been so long since they were all together and not on a mission. After retreating back into the cabin, Jack lit the fireplace, "So what now campers? We have board games, cards, … board games….did I mention cards?"
"What about Truth or Dare?" suggested Daniel. Although they had been working together for the past eight years, there were fun details that this game brought out that just wouldn't come out in every day conversation.
"I'll need another beer before we start that one." Sam said retreating to the kitchen.
"Same." Jack followed her in.
"I am unfamiliar with this game DanielJackson."
"Oh it's simple Teal'C. Basically, we all sit in a circle and spin a bottle," Daniel illustrated with his empty beer bottle, "and whoever the bottle points to has to choose to either tell a truth about themselves or to accept a dare. The person who spun the bottle decides what question to ask that person or what dare to make that person do. Once that person has finished, it is their turn to spin the bottle and to ask the question or make the dare for the next person. There are lots of variations of Truth or Dare here on Earth. For example, there's a version called Truth, Dare, Double Dare, Promise to Repeat where the players can choose to do any of the four things that comprise the name, A double dare in this case is just a more embarrassing type of dare. Now the exact origin of the game remains unknown, however back on Abydos they had something very similar."
"And how does one win in Truth or Dare DanielJackson?"
"Oh the object of the game is not to win or lose. It's just harmless fun … for the most part… to either get to know more about people or to make them do things that they wouldn't normally do under regular circumstances."
Meanwhile in the kitchen, Carter was busy downing her beer before grabbing a few more from the fridge for the others.
"Got something to hide Carter?" Jack inquired with a raised eyebrow while motioning to the beers in her hands.
"No sir, it's just I feel like I'm back in college. I haven't played truth or dare since I lived in a dorm… nor have I ever played sober." Carter drunk… now that I would pay to see! Jack thought.
"Here, let me help you with those. Ten bucks says Danny-boy will be gone by the time he finishes this one." He offered, putting his hand out to grab a few of the beers.
"Alright! Who's up first?!" Jack asked setting the bottles down on the coffee table before toying with the empty bottle in front of him. He took first spin, the bottle landed on Daniel. "Okay Space Monkey, Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
Jack pursed his lips in thought. Damn, why was the first question always so hard? It has to start of in baby steps usually. You never just ask the dirty questions first. Why is that? Nevermind. So, what do we not know about Danny-boy? Number of girlfriends? No… too easy. I could always ask him how many women he's slept with… nah. Maybe save that one for later. Screw baby steps! Jack decided. "How old were you when you lost your virginity?"
Daniel spat out his beer. Sam smiled and Teal'C raised an amused eyebrow.
"Daniel! Not on the rug!" Jack cried.
"Jack!! You're supposed to start off with simple questions."
"What's not simple about that?" he asked innocently while Sam grabbed paper towels to wipe the beer off the carpet.
After a hard stare and silence from Sam and Teal'C, Daniel gave in, "Fine."
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Well, how old were you when you lost your virginity?"
"... mmmIthinkIwastwnetytwobutIdon'treallyremember."
"What?!"
"Twenty two alright!"
"You were twenty-two?!" questioned Sam.
"Mmmyea – how old were you?" a slight shade of pink reaching his cheeks. Who's dumb idea was it to play this game anyways?
"Sixteen."
"What?!?! You were sixteen Carter?!"
"Yea. Freshmen year in college. Why?"
"So much for that 'Daddy's Little Girl' reputation." Jack smirked. If only he knew Carter had a naughty side to her earlier he'd have played Truth or Dare more willingly.
"What 'Daddy's Little Girl' reputation?"
"Never mind."
"No really, what Daddy's Little Girl reputation?" she insisted.
"You know, straight A student, virgin until married, does everything that Daddy wants … and all that jazz," he added after taking a swing of beer.
Daniel loved how the focus was off of him and chimed in. "Boy, I wonder if Jacob ever knew! How old were you Jack?"
"Fifteen."
"Go figure." Sam snorted.
"What does that mean Carter?!" Jack put on a hurt face.
"Never mind." She sharply answered.
"No really!"
There was no way to say this without giving Jack's ego a boost, so she just beat right to it, "You just seem like the playboy type, sir."
"Playboy type Carter?"
Oh god, he isn't going to make me get into how sexy his bad boy appeal is to the opposite sex and how every girl in high school probably wanted a piece of him.Nice going Sam! Now how do I get out of this one?
"Alright, I spin." Daniel butted in oblivious to how uncomfortable Sam was getting trying to conjure an answer to Jack's question. Thank-you Daniel!! Sam let out silent sigh. The bottle landed on Jack. "Alright Jack, truth or dare?"
"Dare." A smug look of confidence on his face. Let's see what Danny-boy can dish out.
Daniel whispered something in his ear. Jack smiled stood up, grabbed Carter around the waist, flung her over his shoulder and ran outside towards the lake. "JAAACCCKKK. Put me down!" It was amazing how naturally his name came from her mouth when she was mad.
She was kicking and banging her fists on his back the whole way. "Jack O'Neill! Put me down this instant!"
"Whatever you say Carter!" And with a splash, he dropped Sam into the water. Jack's amused smile greeted her at the edge of the dock when she came up for air. "Very funny Jack!" Daniel and Teal'C came running out of the house laughing as they joined Jack and Sam at the dock.
"Carter, here gimme your hand, I'll help you out."
She grabbed his hand all right, with the intent to have him join her in the water. And with a sharp tug, he fell into the lake while she climbed out in her soaked clothes.
"Pfffft!" he shook his head trying to get the water off his face. "Alright! Fair enough, I deserved that." He jumped back up onto the dock.
Daniel was laughing so hard his hands were wrapped around his stomach, "I wish I had a camera! You should have seen… the look…on your faces!!" Sam exchanged a devilish glance with Jack who was thinking the exact same thing as confirmed by his suggestive eyebrows. They both picked Daniel up and tossed him over the edge of the dock and headed back to the cabin ignoring his empty threats as he thrashed around in the water.
"Nicely done Carter!"
"Thank you sir."
By the time Daniel got back into the cabin, it seemed like the game was on pause. Both Jack and Sam went to get out of their wet clothes. Sam threw on her over sized track pants and loose tank top number that she usually wore to bed. Of course… she did have other intentions in mind when she threw on the tank top. She got back to the den to see the other guys already waiting on her.
"Alright guys, so whose turn was it?" Jack's breath hitched when he caught a glimpse of what Carter was wearing. A loose tank top, with men's track pants; large enough to slide down oh so easily… wait…is that… no bra? Shit, she's trying to kill me. Damn boxers are suddenly too tight.
"I think it was Jack's last." Daniel answered. Jack grabbed a pillow off of the sofa and placed it in his lap to hide his growing arousal.
Jack spun the bottle. It landed at Teal'C. "Okay T, truth or dare?"
"Umm, sir, maybe we should just stick to truths. It's getting pretty late anyways." The others agreed.
"T, how many women have you had sex with."
"Five hundred and seventy three."
"Wholly shit!!!! Way to go T!"
"Wait, did you just say five hundred and seventy three?!" Daniel asked in disbelief. "As in five hundred and seventy three different women?!"
"Indeed I did DanielJackson. When I was in the service of Apophis, as first prime, I was gifted a new woman each week when I was away from Chulak."
"Teal'C you lucky dog!" Jack patted his shoulder in reverence.
"How many have you slept with Daniel?" Sam asked sincerely.
Growing sheepishly shy again, Daniel tilted his head down and mumbled "three" hoping that no one heard him.
"Danny-boy, it's decided! T and I are taking you to a strip club for your birthday – no excuses. It'll be a boy's night out – sorry Carter… unless you're into that sort of thing." Jack smirked as he sipped his beer.
"Very much into men, thank you for the offer though sir." She shot back.
"Just checking!" he replied defensively.
Teal'C spun the bottle and it pointed back at Jack. "O'Neill. How many women have you had intimate relations with off world?"
Oh shit.
To be continued...