AN: Set at the beginning of Season 1. AU Femslash. Janet and Sam pairing. If you don't like it, don't read it. If you are one of my regular reader and still want to give it a go please feel free to think of this fic as being Amanda Tapping and Teryl Rothery playing different roles on a different show if that makes you more comfortable, but to me this is an alternative universe Sam/Janet love story. Anything is possible in another universe so no flames. I will be tempted to report any negative review as homophobic conduct. Some people are gay, get over it!

Going to attempt to post this one as I write it. The idea is not fully formed yet and I don't know what is going to happen with the characters or how long this fic will take to finish and or how long it will be. Probably just three or four chapters I am thinking at this stage, I am also going to be honest and say I am not sure when I will get time to finish it as my life is still very hectic at the moment, but I will try not to leave Janet and Sam...or you guys hanging forever! Thoughts and ideas welcome, and please let me know what you think, as ever you guys are why I post on this site and your opinions matter to me, so feel free :)

Summary: Sam and Janet have only known each other two short weeks and are building upon their fragile bonds of friendship, but surely they both know that it is more than that, right? Join them in chapter one as a minor mishap brings Sam and her CO to the infirmary where she has to bare all for the good doctor. Sam/Janet FEMSLASH. M Rated. Romance/Friendship. WIP

CHASING BUTTERFLIES

It had only been two weeks since Captain Samantha Carter had first met her new and thankfully female doctor and Janet Frasier was quite a woman. The tiny physician really knew how to make an impact and Sam was impressed by how she had no qualms about ordering senior officers around, in truth she seemed to really enjoy it. That fact was especially true at the moment.

"Colonel O'Neill, get that BDU off you this instant, I don't want to hear another word about how embarrassed you are. You have nothing that I have not seen before. Now, out of those wet clothes!"

Carter had felt herself grinning as she listened to the exchange but her smugness did not last long as the petite and really rather striking doctor appeared out of nowhere at the side of her cot. Her hand rode out onto her hip, she was clearly mad at the both of them.

"You too Missy, shirt off. Honestly, you both really should know better. What were you thinking daring each other to go further out onto the ice? I mean, are you soldiers or six year olds? You were on a foreign planet for god sake. Now I have to run a full battery of tests, there could have been anything in that water. You are luck you were not eaten alive! Besides who's to say it was even water that you fell into?"

"Oh it was water alright, ice-cold, freezing water and...who told you it was a dare anyhow?" The Colonel piped up somewhat indignantly from the other side of the curtain. Not that he really needed to ask. I mean Teal'c was hardly the epitome of gossip central. The ever silent Jaffa had been the one to pluck them both to safety and march them back to the gate using much the same manner as Doctor Frasier was now berating them with.

"Never you mind that!" Janet chastised, treating the man like the child his behaviour dictated he was. She stepped back in order to view him more fully from Sam's side of the curtain. "Boxers too Colonel, I need to check for leeches and such like." she informed him completely unnecessarily.

Sam felt herself flush at that thought and closed her eyes trying hard to block out the image of Janet Frasier inspecting her new CO's privates for exotic alien lifeforms, alien lifeforms with a penchant for man-flesh. She shuddered, anyone with a penchant for man-flesh was already alien in her book, that was just not something she could understand. Woman-flesh on the other hand...well, lets just say if that were the case then certain auburn haired doctors had better watch out!

Tearing her eyes open Sam forced the notion to the side, this was hardly the time to drift off into a daydream about tasting the doctor's skin. Very soon she would be the one to have to strip naked and bear all for closer inspection and if the doctor found her slick and wet, well who knew just how she would react. Carter bit her lip as she unbuttoned the lower half of her fatigues and still shaking with the cold struggled with her zipper. It may already prove to be too late to not be wet she mused as an all too familiar tingle began to warm her freezing body from the inside out.

Janet Frasier tried hard to compose herself. The Colonel was intact and weird alien-bug free and she really should stop looking but the thought of examining her next patient was making her heart beat faster. The lithe young Captain was something else and right from the moment she had laid eyes on her Janet had wanted her with a fervour she had never experienced before. Not that that was an option. 'Don't ask, don't tell.' did not extent to the base's CMO, she was in a position of too much power to fraternise with any of her patients, male or female...but Sam Carter...well there was a risk she would take any day...she let the thought run.

Jack cleared his throat. "Um...Doc?" he asked, clearly uncomfortable with her actions, or lack of them as it had suddenly become.

Janet Frasier felt herself flush as she realised she was simply holding onto his member. Thankfully he had not started reacting to her delay and she quickly refocused, intent on getting the job done. "Just relax Colonel, I am going to take a scraping to make sure there's nothing untoward that we can't see." She inhaled deeply, trying hard to settle herself, she needed to get her professional garb back on, heaven forbid the top ranking Colonel of the SGC would get the wrong end of the stick and arrive at the notion that she had the hots for him. That could never be a good scenario.

"Does it have to be from there?" O'Neill muttered, twitching as she collected her sample.

"Yes Colonel it does." She raised her eyes to his. "I'm sure you don't want me to go into details as to what might happen if I miss something now do you?" She gave him her best stern doctor look, hoping it would distract him enough so as not to notice the redness that was still on her skin. It worked, he grimaced hard and automatically crossed his legs, now that he was free, protecting himself from the phantoms of what might be. Janet grinned to herself. "All done Colonel, go have yourself a shower and something to drink, your body temperature is coming up nicely. Pending these test results you are all clear, but stay on the base, Planet Earth does not need a new strain of bacteria running around it. Results should be in late this afternoon. I'll call you." she shouted after him as he had already jumped off the cot and snatched up the towel that was nearby.

"Sure thing Doc." the Colonel threw over his shoulder as he hurriedly left.

Janet noticed that Sam was intently watching him as he scurried off. Briefly she fought the pang of emotion that ran through her. She did not want Sam to be looking at his semi-naked form with that much curiosity, she wanted all of Captain Carter's attentions for herself.

Suddenly, as if her new friend had read her mind she got her wish. Sam's brilliant blue eye locked onto her own which widened just a fraction. "So." the doctor said in an attempt to keep things light and steady herself against that oh so enticing stare.

"So." echoed Sam, her eyes drifting down to the floor. She shifted where she sat, tightly gripping the cot, her knees forced together almost defensively as she waited in nothing but a blanket and her standard issue underwear. She was feeling a little awkward given the glow that was blossoming deep inside of her. She shivered at the contrast between that and the chill in her limbs and pulled the blanket tighter around her shoulders.

Janet took a moment simply to watch her. God she was beautiful when she was uncertain and shy. Abruptly she shook herself and stepped closer, changing her gloves as she did so. Slowly she fully closed over the curtain. "Right Captain, that should give us some more privacy. Lets start with the top half shall we?" she intoned gently, using all of her sweet doctor charms to set the lightly blushing woman at ease.

Hesitantly Sam made an attempt to comply with the doctor's request, but her hands were shaking too much and her heart was beating too fast and not just from the cold. She heaved out an unintended sigh. Try as she might the damp sports bra was sticking to her skin making it difficult to remove with her poorly circulated fingers.

"Need a hand?" Janet whispered as she watched the freezing officer struggle for a bit.

Sam let the blanket fall away and set her hands back in her lap. "Um...yeah I guess so." She felt herself beginning to blush furiously at her inability to help herself and felt the need to explain. "Normally I'm more capable. I'm just so wet...cold even. My bra is wet." she blurted as she realised the potential double meaning of her sentence. Briefly she stole a look at the doctor to see if she had picked up the unintended inference.

Janet felt herself falter as Sam's words took on a whole new meaning, oh how she wished that were true! She cleared her throat. "You are still wet and as you say the cold doesn't help. Your lips are also blue." She observed, taking the time to run her eye over them not once but twice. "Fingers a bit numb, Captain?" she asked taking the younger woman's hands into her own and rubbing them briskly.

"Told you before, call me Sam." Carter breathed out, unaware of anything other than the feeling of Janet's warm hands around her own, longingly she gazed at them as they moved back and forth attempting to gradually heat her up.

"Okay, I'll try to remember that...Sam." A small smile passed between them as their eyes met briefly. "What say we get you out of that wet bra? You didn't hurt yourself when you fell in did you?" The question was automatic, a mechanism for keeping her mind focused solely on her work and not on the absolute beauty of her patient. She shifted position and her hands travelled over the Captain's fair skin, up along her back searching for signs of undiagnosed trauma.

"No." Sam forced out as she tried not to react to the glowing trail the doctor was leaving in her wake.

Next thing Sam knew Janet was tugging at her bra.

Janet tried very hard to keep from staring as Sam's breasts fell bouncing loose from the restrictive material that travelled upwards at her gentle coaxing. The blonde lifted her arms easily, still managing to appear graceful despite her contracted ice-cold muscles. "There we go." Janet whispered, swallowing the lump at the back of her throat. She was actually starting to get embarrassed by the levels of unprofessional thought that were running through her mind. It was not right to want to bite your half-naked patient...to take their raised nipple into you mouth and...'Stop!' she ordered herself. 'Just another patient, just like the Colonel.' she told herself. ' Just another patient.' she repeated over and over.

Sam heard her doctor take in a prolonged breath and heave a long sigh and wondered what it was in aid of. She looked closer at her auburn haired companion, was she actually stalling or was she just imagining it? She was just about to say something when Janet looked up. Carter's chest constricted, had she actually just saw that? Had she seen understated lust in the depths of the other woman's eyes? Surely not, Janet had just come through a rather nasty divorce. You would never spend six years with a man if you did not love them...but then again she herself had been engaged once and what a crock that was. She had only decided to date Jonas because the rumour mill was beginning to spread about her orientation. She would do anything for her career, even if that meant seeing a man for a while. It would not be the first time and Jonas was a nice enough guy...at the beginning anyhow, but all that changed quite quickly when she no longer found herself able to pretend she enjoyed sleeping with him.

"I'm just going to slip my hand in under...have a feel, if that's alright..." Janet voiced, breaking Sam's reverie and for that she was not sorry.

"Sure." she uttered, her eyes drifting slowly shut as she tried to prepare herself for the doctor's touch.

Janet focused singularly on the job she was doing, searching the skin for possible threats. Not male, not female, just the skin, her mother's skin. For about ten seconds her job became easier. Right up until Sam Carter reacted to her touch.

Sam, with her eyes still closed had let her mouth fall open as the heat of Janet's palm lingered as she stroked in and around the lower half of her breast. "Oh." she breathed as the doctor placed a second hand on her. "So warm!" she uttered, completely unintentionally and really rather lustily.

Janet stalled in her movements and looked up, that was the second time Sam had made what could so easily be misinterpreted as a flirtatious remark. She watched the blonde woman's face for a moment and then started as her blue orbs peeled open. It took a while to register that she was speaking again.

"Your hands, I mean...my skin is so cold that that feels really, really good. You could put them anywhere and I would enjoy it." Sam winced as she dug herself a deeper hole, maybe she should just shut up!

Janet nodded non-noncommittally, she would just have to trust in the fact that her friend did not mean her words to be taken in the manner she so obviously wanted to hear them in. She contemplate saying something into the now growing silence but she did not trust herself to say anything appropriate as the low coil of fire was twisting itself up inside of her, growing to just barely manageable proportions. Her attraction to Sam Carter was getting so strong that she simply needed to be done with her examination. Once more her hands tracked over the woman's perfectly formed figure, this time she did not resist the urge to brush over the raised nipple of her left breast, feeling it's rigid nature. It was just the cold, she reminded herself, her patient was suffering from borderline hypothermia, that was all.

"Okay, done." Janet declared abruptly, making Sam jump. She had not expected the examination to end so quickly. That meant it was time for...oh boy!

Sam once again shifted uncomfortably and Janet became aware of her embarrassment. "Won't take long, I promise." she reassured her patient. This procedure she could do professionally and had done once already at Sam's pre-mission physical. "Just the same as last time." she smiled.

Carter suppressed an audible groan, Janet's words were no doubt meant to be comforting but they were anything but. Last time her doctor had examined her she had not been dripping wet and highly turned on like she was now. Sure she had felt something, but not like this. 'Please don't let her notice!' Sam prayed. 'Please, please, please!'

Sam set her feet on the floor and moved off the edge of the cot. Janet politely looked away as she stepped out of her manky, damp underwear, carelessly Sam tossed them aside. Next she hopped back up and shifted further back against the pillow.

Doctor Frasier made her way round to the foot of the cot. "When you are ready." she uttered attempting to make eye contact but Sam would not look at her. She frowned, had her patient become aware of her unprofessional thoughts? She sure as hell hoped not, that could mean big trouble for her if she had become uncomfortable and decided to report her conduct. She steeled herself behind her armadillo shell and locked her heart away, her behaviour, unintended as it was, was unacceptable.

Sam was trying hard to build up the courage to let her friend look at her. Her trepidation was now on two levels, one she was certain the doctor would notice her arousal and two she was sure the doctor was feeling something similar if the electricity in the air was anything to go by. Neither of them could afford to get caught up in a world of understated attraction. That would be a disaster, Sam had never got involved with another female officer and certain had no intention of getting into anything with someone who was superior to her, especially not the base's Chief Medical Officer! My god that would be the same as falling in love with her CO...worse even!

"Sam?" Janet asked. "You okay?"

"Ah, yeah. Let's do this." Carter voiced, overly brightly and with a tightness in the middle of her gut she let her knees fall apart. Her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling as she repositioned herself so her doctor could have better access.

Janet Frasier's jaw dropped as she took in the sight...and the sudden smell of her new friend. Sam Carter's pink folds were positively dripping with arousal, no wonder the woman had been hesitant. She had no way of hiding her true desires at this point. She was hot for her...even though she was ice-cold and shivering, Sam was hot for her! "Um." Janet knew she had to stay professional, now was not the time for this, Sam was a patient in a vulnerable position and probably not thinking straight due to the deep chill that she was enduring. "Okay, I am just going to have to explore a little here Sam, I need to check all of your, ah, hidden areas for...anything that shouldn't be there."

Sam could not to respond to Janet's remark. She could hear the heighten tremor in her voice even though the doctor was trying hard to keep it hidden. Janet knew how she felt about her...she knew. Suddenly Sam felt very exposed and defenceless. This was not how she would ever have chosen to express her feelings towards her friend, it seemed really unfair. 'Please don't let this become awkward.' she begged.

Frasier became aware of the change of tension in Sam and did her best to get her patient to relax. She placed a gentle hand on her knee. "Look at me a moment would you?" she requested. Hesitantly Sam brought her eyes down to meet her earnest gaze. "It's okay Sam, I understand...I really do. This is not the first time this has happened with a patient, just relax okay?"

For a long time Sam just stared at her friend, trying to read beneath the surface. Janet Frasier was radiating calm and slowly it began to seep in. She was right Sam decided, it was okay, not ideal but okay none the less, they could handle having this knowledge between them, it would not change things in their fledgling friendship.

Janet tried to be as quick and efficient as possible in her examination but the thorough nature of her probing and brushing of Sam's folds elicited several soft moans from the blonde and by the end, when she was obliged to take a sample from deep inside of her, Janet was almost dizzy with desire and could feel the effects of her own arousal wet and hot in her underwear and on her thigh. It took everything she had not to turn the subtle nature of her touch into something sexual and by the way Sam had just arched her hips she wanted her to do just that. "Right." she choked out. "That's you done Sam...go, go take a shower...and..." Words failed her as Sam, elegant as a butterfly, brought herself upright. She was no longer shy or hesitant, she was no longer guarded and uncertain. Sam Carter was looking at her with unabated lust, it was too much. "Captain?" Janet reminded her quietly as she tore her eyes aware from the object of her desires before she did something she might regret.

Sam suddenly came to her senses, Janet's definitive use of her title put everything back onto an even keel, she nodded and looked down at herself, acutely aware of her own nakedness. Janet handed her a towel which she swiftly wrapped around herself. She really did not know what to say, she shivered as yet another tremor ran through her. This time she genuinely had no idea if it was caused by the cold or not.

Frasier leaned herself against the cot and folded her arms around her chest, maybe this was a bad idea but she was going to do it anyway. "Sam?" she asked. "Would you...would you, ah...would you like to come to my place for dinner tonight?"

Carter's head snapped up and round to look at the hazel eyed woman who was leaning somewhat defensively beside her. "I thought you said we weren't allowed to leave the base?" she triped out, completely shell-shocked by the invite and what it could possibly mean.

Janet stumbled, she had forgotten about that. "I suppose it would be okay...if you were under medical supervision, and I could really do with a hand unpacking some of my stuff."

Sam blinked a little. "Right, you moved into your new place today didn't you?"

"Yesterday." Janet stated tentatively, Sam had yet to accept her invitation. "But if you don't want too..." Janet could not finish the sentence, her building disappointment was too much, what had she been thinking? It was a really bad idea, a spur of the moment thing. She could never risk getting involved with another officer at the SGC, never mind this one...with her perfect body and brilliant mind. Sam Carter was way to good for her, that much was for sure, why had she been so foolish?

"I do." Sam spoke quickly, a little too quickly. "I do want to come over." A flush coloured her skin as the doctor looked up at her, surprised. "I'm just not sure it's a good idea. I mean...we work together."

Janet nodded, feeling rejected.

Sam saw her the other woman's hurt and felt terrible, she bit her lip and tightened her towel around her. "But I suppose I could come over as a friend..." she offered, feeling a little flair of hope as the doctor's face brightened again.

"Of course, as a friend. That's all I meant. I mean, what more could we be?" Janet laughed nervously and Sam just had to smile. Oh they could be a lot more than friends and both of them knew it, but now was definitely not the time to be exploring that thought...

AN: And so we begin, I would say this chapter will probably change before the fic is over as I add a bit more depth but if it does I'll post a note at the top of the next chapter explaining things etc.