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femslash_fluffTitle: Second Coming part 4
Author:raginhoops
Feedback: raginhoops@aol.com
Rating: Primetime.
Pairing: preslash Sam/Janet-au auSamantha/Vala
Fandom: SG1
Disclaimer: The show and the characters belong to the producers and creators of SG1. I am borrowing them for fun not profit. Similarities to a classic movie are coincidental...not
Spoilers: “Heroes”
parts 1-3 earlier
Not betaed.
Second Coming 4
Samantha Carter glanced at her twin across the mess table noting the differences in their outward appearance: uptight, no makeup, cinched up, shirt rumpled, hair that looked like it had a tub of product caught in a windstorm. She was talking, more like lecturing, about wormhole physics with another astrophysicist, writing on the napkin to illustrate her points. This is what she’s been like every time Samantha has observed her, surrounded by airmen hanging on every syllable like groupies in a green room. God, she could have her pick; but as far as Samantha could tell, Carter kept things very professional at base. Samantha, herself, preferred to pepper her physics with anecdotes and references that were a little more interesting. Humor, at least the type that could be understood by the average intellect, seemed to be missing in Sam’s work life. As she noted a particularly excited segue into particle physics as it pertained to the grilled chicken that they were eating, Samantha groaned. She needs to get laid she thought. Her eyes wandered over to Vala, equally bored but much more demonstrative of that fact, twirling her fork in her peas. Samantha suppressed a giggle as she noticed that the food art that she’d fashioned was a bit X-rated in a Rorschach type way. Samantha and Vala locked eyes in their private joke.
Vala was pleased that someone got her here. Daniel, although very attractive and fuckable, was often times, a bore. Vala was reevaluating possible playmates and Samantha Carter from Kansas was high on her list. She was as smart as the original Sam but a lot more spicy; and, she imagined, finger licking good. Vala made a mental note to get up an excuse to go by Samantha’s lab later.
Janet Frasier walked up with her tray and grabbed a seat at the table. Samantha noted the change in Carter’s body language as she shifted to include Janet in the conversation.
Janet’s eyes glazed as she listened to the complex train of comments and inside mathematical jokes that the engineers and physicists roared at. Janet just shrugged and attacked her chicken breast with a vengeance. Vala caught her eye and made the universal sign for jerking off; Janet nearly choked on her last bite. This shook Sam out of her last sentence and she jumped up, scurried next to Janet focused with concern, and pounded on her back. Janet stopped her from starting the Heimlich, with, “Sam, I’m fine. I can talk.” Embarrassed from her overreaction, Sam apologized. “I guess I was a little charged up.” Her fans all laughed at her punch line that followed their train of thought before the interruption.
Samantha couldn’t stand it any longer and gathered her tray and abruptly left. Quickening steps sounded behind her, a scent of jasmine revealed the pursuer to be Vala.
“Wait, Samantha. Could you believe that bunch of crap?”
“ Well, I can’t believe Janet wasn’t giving her the business. For Christsake, she’s as bad as the rest of the peanut gallery.”
“You and Janet? In that other world-you did her, right?”
Samantha said nothing and everything with her questioning look.
“I’m perceptive. The way you rolled your eyes…hell, people do nothing but gossip in here. Daniel was talking to Jack and it just slipped out.”
“ I suppose that this little device had nothing to do with it?” She pulled a small fan-shaped object out of Vala’s breast pocket.
“Well, I don’t think that we know each other well enough for you to be digging in my shirt, but it could be easily arranged.”
“Where did you get this listening device?”
“You can get a lot of useful items in a place called Sharper Image.” She stamped her feet. “Information gathering is important in my line of work. I have an inquiring mind and I want to know.”
“That is for celebrities, you know, TV and movie stars, not soldiers that you work with.” She stopped and turned abruptly. “So what are they saying about us?”
“That you stole her woman from her, some Ellen, lawyer type who turned around and dumped you. Come on, tell Vala the gruesome story.”
Samantha studied the face of a woman that was bound and determined to get her information. With a sigh, she acquiesced. She could only imagine the lengths that Vala would go through to satisfy her curiosity. In her zeal, she’d probably draw more attention to Janet and their past and make things much worse.
“It’s just damn bad timing, I never could get it right with Janet. Yes, we had a thing when I first came out. I wasn’t ready to commit, got caught up in free love and all that. By the time I wised up, Ellen had latched onto Janet and, just like that, they got married. So I kept close waiting for an opening. It never came ‘cause Janet’s a one woman gal.”
“I take it Ellen wasn’t. How come you ended up with her?”
“Ellen threw herself at me one night; Janet walked in on it. I swear, I wasn’t a willing participant but it looked really bad. Janet believed that I encouraged Ellen. She didn’t help things by claiming that I was the love of her life. Then I don’t know why, but I just gave in. I allowed myself to believe her bullshit.”
“So Ellen leaves Janet for you and game’s over.”
“If I couldn’t have Janet, I thought, why not Ellen. I was The One after all, for somebody. Well, Ellen moved in. It was never the same, I wasn’t really anything special to her, and I still wanted Janet.”
“It looks like you still do from where I stand.”
“I figured that I might get a second chance with her in this world. She still thinks I’m the same wild, bastard that I was when I first came out. Wouldn’t you know it; she takes a liking to my geeky counterpart.”
“Tell me about it. I’m running into my own problems with Daniel. First he’s all interested and into me. Then, he gets all freaked out and can’t get far enough away. I told him that the rash was nothing. My case of Jovian pox was completely cured on Talov by a wonderful doctor.”
Samantha started to grin. Vala was certainly a quick wit and had impeccable comic timing. This was certainly lacking on this base, humor. The two women continued to walk together through the halls silently taking more of the other in account, until Vala spoke again. “It seems like we are in the same situation. I don’t see why we should both be lonely.”
“A bird in hand is worth two in a bush?”
“Just what the hell does that mean?”
That’s what my problem has been. I have very little delayed gratification skills.”
Vala concentrated on her hands and pointed to her crotch with a questioning look.
“No, a shrub, if you have something, you shouldn’t go chasing after something that you think is better…”
“Ohhhh, I get it now. It’s like the greener grass on the other yard thing. Why don’t you earthlings just say what you mean? It’s all very confusing sometimes.”
“Don’t you have things like metaphor and allegory in your language?”
“As a matter of fact, we prefer to communicate succinctly.” Vala pouted. “So what’s wrong with a little mindless sex? You humans have so many rules. It‘s a miracle that you were able to populate a planet.”
“You do get to the point. Look Vala, I do like you. You are a very attractive woman. But if I don’t try to win Janet back I’ll never forgive myself.”
“I am frightfully good at judging character and situations. You blew it pretty badly with Janet, and she seems to me to be the type that doesn’t forget all that water under the bridge.”
Samantha glanced back at Vala in surprise. “I thought you didn’t understand our sayings?”
“Well, I don’t know all of them. I got this great book, Oxford somethingorother.”
“You are pretty amazing.”
“Finally, you are waking up. Don’t dally too much over the sweet kindly doctor. I might go off the market. Got that one from the book too.”
“I’ll keep that under advisement. But you understand, it is something that I have to do. I care for Janet and her happiness more than I can say. And I hurt her so badly that I need to make it up to her. If there’s a chance for me, I want to take it.”
Vala poked Samantha in the side. “Damn, I was hoping that you’d have fun with me. I know a lot of fun games.”
“Oh, I bet you do.”
Samantha left Vala at her room. She was certainly a feisty one and if she wasn’t still hung up on Janet she would be interested in the long, cool, sexy as hell member of SG1. As Samantha walked back to her room she recalled her last talk with Janet.
“You like her, don’t you?”
“Yes, she’s nothing like you. She’s actually shy and a little naïve. I kind of like that.”
“ So she hasn’t made a move on you yet?”
Janet sent a disapproving glance to Samantha. “ I think I scared her off the first night she came over. She was ready to settle in her old habit of sleeping on the couch. I put the cabash on that.”
“Maybe she’s still in love with the other Janet, confusing her with you?”
“Maybe she isn’t and wants to make sure before we go through with something that will irreparably damage our friendship, something that you seem never to do, think before you leap?”
“I was young and stupid and a mess. I’m sure she was too at some point.”
“Yes, but she didn’t burn me, you did; I can’t forget that.”
“Aren’t you ready to kiss and make up? You do remember? We were pretty amazing together.”
Janet smiled and touched Samantha’s cheek fondly. “Once burned, fool me twice, when pigs fly. Shall I go on?”
“Haven’t I changed?”
“I’ll admit that you seem a lot more mature, but frankly, our ship sailed a long time ago.”
“Are you sure she’s even gay? I hear that she’s had several boyfriends through the years.”
“Yeah, and never married. Come on, do you really think that she isn’t queer?”
“Good point. But you know that I care about you more than any one in my life.”
“Should have happened earlier. I know you don’t want to hear it but you were never like Sam. There is something about her that just seems right for me. She makes me feel safe. There was always that element of danger with you.”
“It was good though-exciting; you can’t deny that.”
“I’m not denying anything but after it was all over, it was a high place to fall from. I never really cared for g forces. You love doing 360’s.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Just talking with her is more emotional and intimate than anything we ever shared. It’s just different. And I like the difference.”
“I could change. You might like the new me.”
Janet paused. “But I do like who you are. Samantha Carter fears nothing and never hesitates one second. She rushes off into danger and saves the world everyday. You live for it-the challenge of charging into the unknown, driving out the bad guys, being the one that figures out the dilemma. I am content to save one patient, be the difference, every so often. I mainly just stand around and hold up hope until the patient gets better, staving off whatever invades the body. No, I wouldn’t change one iota about you.”
“But I love you.”
“I love you better as a friend. One day, you’ll find the right person for you. It’s just not me.”
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Vala wandered down to the infirmary. It was time to shake things up among her new SG friends. And why shouldn’t she get something out of it? Samantha was pining for Janet. Janet wanted Sam who didn’t know who she really wanted and couldn’t seduce a nymphomaniac crack whore with a handful of rocks. Daniel just didn’t want to fool around at all, preferring musty old books to her nice new leather pants she ‘borrowed’ from that nice boutique on Claremont. Vala just wanted to have fun. She stopped behind a screen as she neared Janet’s office. She wasn’t alone, Carter was there and she was shyly scuffing her boots. She knew it was Carter from the mussed up hair and the fidgeting that she was doing. Vala listened intently. Damn, she missed her device. She’d have to lift another from communications. Finally, she’s asking her out. Something’s bound to happen between them. Maybe now she’d get Samantha to play the bondage game that she had been dying to try from that wonderful book about O.
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Janet watched Sam exit her office with elation mixed with frustration.
*Gotta date with Sam, Friday.
What was she waiting for anyway, menopause?
She’s been a gentlewoman, honorable, and waiting for the right time in our relationship, she said. I think she’s been waiting for General Hammond’s hair to grow.*
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Sam Carter was nervous. After all the missions with the galaxy in peril, near death situations, racing the clock to save humanity, this made her sweat. She had a date with Janet. A real date. Not just, come over and hang out and have a few drinks. Janet made it clear that there would be no sleeping on the couch if stayed over. “Don’t ask me out until you feel like breaking my door down to be with me.” Yes, that is what she said weeks ago. She had done the ambivalent-about-sex girlfriends before and wasn’t interested in a relationship where her bedmate was unsure if she really wanted to be there. It was maddening to sit and talk without making any moves. But in a way, it was good. They got to know each other without all the hormones running all over the place. They stayed corralled inside, making havoc with her insides but clearly in check. The days that Sam was unable to see Janet were endless. Nights were worse. She wondered what she was doing, thinking. She found it hard to eat for the constant ache that lived in the pit of her stomach. It got worse when she saw her twin from another reality with Janet. They had gotten past their differences and were starting to spend more time together. It was clear that Samantha hoped for more than friendship. Sam could tell what she wanted; after all, she was not really that different deep inside. That got her fearing the lothario would wear her down and sweep her off her feet. They did have a history. Samantha told her all about it despite Sam’s protests for less information. Maybe it was a good thing, fear, because it gave Sam the kick in the ass to finally ask Janet for the date. And she said yes. Terrified, Sam spent hours getting ready- more time on her hair than she ever did, new outfit, a little more skin than usual, she followed the step by step makeup application instructions from the Mary Kay lady. Satisfied with the reflection of femininity, she started down the hall through the barracks. As she passed a corner, she felt a sharp prick in her butt, felt faint, and was pulled into a dark room. On awakening, she found herself tied to a headboard, her mouth taped, her pants pulled off, and her shirt unbuttoned. Vala sat in front of her smiling. “It’s about time, baby. It’s time to start our game.”
As Sam struggled and attempted to talk, Vala admonished, “You know it’s against the rules for me to take the tape off til I’m ready for you to use those lips. She had a short crop in her hands and lightly dragged it up the inside of Sam’s thighs. You like that don’t you? I’m so glad that you said that you’d play today, Samantha. Especially, since I’ve waited so long for you to say yes.
Sam’s mind screamed, “I’m not Samantha.” And she struggled even more. All that came out was muffled moans behind the thick duct tape.
“ I gave you a special mushroom from Dalmak. It is for enhancing the mood. I think you call it an aphrodisiac here. It loosens all those pesky inhibitions. Not that you have many.”
Sam continued to buck against her bindings and Vala finally stopped in her tracks, stepped back, and put her hands on her hips. “You are not enjoying this, are you? It’s no good unless you are into this.” After watching Sam vigorously nodding in agreement, she sighed and pulled off the tape.
“I am not Samantha. I’m Sam; please let me go.”
“Oh, fuck. You are Sam.” Vala looked shocked and embarrassed as she rushed to untie Sam. “You do look so much alike and you did say that you were going to be here about this time.”
“Samantha asked me to pick up a report for Hammond here because she was off base and he needed it ASAP. She knew that I was going to Janet’s tonight.”
Realization hit both their faces. “She told me that she wanted to play this game of unwilling victim and that she’d fight back. That two-timing bitch! She’s planning on taking your place at Janet’s.”
“Janet will recognize her, the burn scars.”
“Not if she keeps her shirt on. Would you take your shirt off for Janet right off the bat? Besides they are barely noticeable since the reconstructive surgery was done. Believe me, she can get a lot done with her clothes on.”
“You’re scaring me now. I have to get to Janet’s.” She wavered as she stood up quickly. “Jesh, I don’t feel so good. I feel so warm.”
Contritely Vala answered,” It will pass quickly. The mushrooms have that quality before they work on the hormones. Sorry.”
“Look, you have to drive me there. I don’t think I can drive now.”
“It is the least I could do. Besides, I have a few choice words for Samantha Carter.”
As they arrived at Janet’s door, Sam pulled on the locked door and pounded on the frame. “Damn, she’s got music on. I’ll go knock on the living room window.”
“No need.” Vala pulled out a small metal object and smiled before she inserted it in the lock. A twist and turn later the door opened. “After you.”
Sam burst into the living room to find Janet in an embrace with her twin. “Dammit Janet, that’s Samantha!”
Janet pulled away in haste then pulled up a sleeve to note the faded scars. “Samantha!” She spit it out. “Of all the low down things that you’ve done, this ranks. You had to know that I’d figure it out.”
Samantha just shrugged. “Maybe you wouldn’t before you remembered what we had. I just wanted a chance with you that you weren’t giving me.”
Sam, red faced and furious, stalked over, pulled Samantha away with a shove, and cold cocked her nemesis without hesitation. Dazed Samantha stumbled back. “Hey, what was that for?”
“You’re an asshole. I started to believe that you were a friend. Giving me advice. Telling me to ask her out tonight. All the while, you were planning this.” She sputtered on. “Come on, put ‘em up.”
Vala rushed over between the blondes and pushed Sam back. “If anyone has dibs on messing up little miss muffet here, it’s me. I’m the maligned one here. You cheated on me. No one cheats on Vala.” She grabbed an ear and twisted as she led Samantha howling, out the room and out of the house.
Sam, breathing rapidly and shallowly, turned to a flushed Janet who was obviously pleased with the turn of events. “Why Sam, whatever has gotten into you?”
Sam suddenly felt a massive urge to take Janet right there and then. She stopped herself from taking another step towards her because that was all the control that she could muster. Janet stopped smiling and looked puzzled. “My God, she drugged you.”
She started to walk over.
“Don’t come any closer. I’m not sure what I’ll do. She gave me some sort of mushroom and I’m nearly going out of my mind.”
“Sam, did you intend to break down my door tonight?”
“Ye…yeah. But not like this, certainly not drug induced.”
“I know this drug. It doesn’t make anyone do anything that they don’t want to do.” She walked up and grabbed Sam’s lapels and pulled her close. “I don’t think we should waste a perfectly good buzz, do you?”
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Outside the house, Vala grinned like a cheshire cat. “I told you it would work.”
“You are a genius, but Janet made me as soon as I walked in. She played along with your con.”
“But don’t you feel just a little bit better? Knowing that you helped get those crazy two together?”
“Well, just call me Rick. And I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”
“OK, you are not Rick, or a man, what am I missing?”
“Let’s go to my place and watch a classic movie called ‘Casablanca’.
“I have a better idea.” Vala held up a plastic bag of mushrooms and shook it. “My place? And my fur-lined little pieces of rope?”
Samantha led her into the car. “Here’s looking at you, kid.” She slammed the door on a muffled, “If you don’t stop those stupid sayings that I have no clue……”
As she walked around the car to the driver’s side she muttered, “We’ll always have Kansas.”
Author:raginhoops
Feedback: raginhoops@aol.com
Rating: Primetime.
Pairing: preslash Sam/Janet-au auSamantha/Vala
Fandom: SG1
Disclaimer: The show and the characters belong to the producers and creators of SG1. I am borrowing them for fun not profit. Similarities to a classic movie are coincidental...not
Spoilers: “Heroes”
parts 1-3 earlier
Not betaed.
Second Coming 4
Samantha Carter glanced at her twin across the mess table noting the differences in their outward appearance: uptight, no makeup, cinched up, shirt rumpled, hair that looked like it had a tub of product caught in a windstorm. She was talking, more like lecturing, about wormhole physics with another astrophysicist, writing on the napkin to illustrate her points. This is what she’s been like every time Samantha has observed her, surrounded by airmen hanging on every syllable like groupies in a green room. God, she could have her pick; but as far as Samantha could tell, Carter kept things very professional at base. Samantha, herself, preferred to pepper her physics with anecdotes and references that were a little more interesting. Humor, at least the type that could be understood by the average intellect, seemed to be missing in Sam’s work life. As she noted a particularly excited segue into particle physics as it pertained to the grilled chicken that they were eating, Samantha groaned. She needs to get laid she thought. Her eyes wandered over to Vala, equally bored but much more demonstrative of that fact, twirling her fork in her peas. Samantha suppressed a giggle as she noticed that the food art that she’d fashioned was a bit X-rated in a Rorschach type way. Samantha and Vala locked eyes in their private joke.
Vala was pleased that someone got her here. Daniel, although very attractive and fuckable, was often times, a bore. Vala was reevaluating possible playmates and Samantha Carter from Kansas was high on her list. She was as smart as the original Sam but a lot more spicy; and, she imagined, finger licking good. Vala made a mental note to get up an excuse to go by Samantha’s lab later.
Janet Frasier walked up with her tray and grabbed a seat at the table. Samantha noted the change in Carter’s body language as she shifted to include Janet in the conversation.
Janet’s eyes glazed as she listened to the complex train of comments and inside mathematical jokes that the engineers and physicists roared at. Janet just shrugged and attacked her chicken breast with a vengeance. Vala caught her eye and made the universal sign for jerking off; Janet nearly choked on her last bite. This shook Sam out of her last sentence and she jumped up, scurried next to Janet focused with concern, and pounded on her back. Janet stopped her from starting the Heimlich, with, “Sam, I’m fine. I can talk.” Embarrassed from her overreaction, Sam apologized. “I guess I was a little charged up.” Her fans all laughed at her punch line that followed their train of thought before the interruption.
Samantha couldn’t stand it any longer and gathered her tray and abruptly left. Quickening steps sounded behind her, a scent of jasmine revealed the pursuer to be Vala.
“Wait, Samantha. Could you believe that bunch of crap?”
“ Well, I can’t believe Janet wasn’t giving her the business. For Christsake, she’s as bad as the rest of the peanut gallery.”
“You and Janet? In that other world-you did her, right?”
Samantha said nothing and everything with her questioning look.
“I’m perceptive. The way you rolled your eyes…hell, people do nothing but gossip in here. Daniel was talking to Jack and it just slipped out.”
“ I suppose that this little device had nothing to do with it?” She pulled a small fan-shaped object out of Vala’s breast pocket.
“Well, I don’t think that we know each other well enough for you to be digging in my shirt, but it could be easily arranged.”
“Where did you get this listening device?”
“You can get a lot of useful items in a place called Sharper Image.” She stamped her feet. “Information gathering is important in my line of work. I have an inquiring mind and I want to know.”
“That is for celebrities, you know, TV and movie stars, not soldiers that you work with.” She stopped and turned abruptly. “So what are they saying about us?”
“That you stole her woman from her, some Ellen, lawyer type who turned around and dumped you. Come on, tell Vala the gruesome story.”
Samantha studied the face of a woman that was bound and determined to get her information. With a sigh, she acquiesced. She could only imagine the lengths that Vala would go through to satisfy her curiosity. In her zeal, she’d probably draw more attention to Janet and their past and make things much worse.
“It’s just damn bad timing, I never could get it right with Janet. Yes, we had a thing when I first came out. I wasn’t ready to commit, got caught up in free love and all that. By the time I wised up, Ellen had latched onto Janet and, just like that, they got married. So I kept close waiting for an opening. It never came ‘cause Janet’s a one woman gal.”
“I take it Ellen wasn’t. How come you ended up with her?”
“Ellen threw herself at me one night; Janet walked in on it. I swear, I wasn’t a willing participant but it looked really bad. Janet believed that I encouraged Ellen. She didn’t help things by claiming that I was the love of her life. Then I don’t know why, but I just gave in. I allowed myself to believe her bullshit.”
“So Ellen leaves Janet for you and game’s over.”
“If I couldn’t have Janet, I thought, why not Ellen. I was The One after all, for somebody. Well, Ellen moved in. It was never the same, I wasn’t really anything special to her, and I still wanted Janet.”
“It looks like you still do from where I stand.”
“I figured that I might get a second chance with her in this world. She still thinks I’m the same wild, bastard that I was when I first came out. Wouldn’t you know it; she takes a liking to my geeky counterpart.”
“Tell me about it. I’m running into my own problems with Daniel. First he’s all interested and into me. Then, he gets all freaked out and can’t get far enough away. I told him that the rash was nothing. My case of Jovian pox was completely cured on Talov by a wonderful doctor.”
Samantha started to grin. Vala was certainly a quick wit and had impeccable comic timing. This was certainly lacking on this base, humor. The two women continued to walk together through the halls silently taking more of the other in account, until Vala spoke again. “It seems like we are in the same situation. I don’t see why we should both be lonely.”
“A bird in hand is worth two in a bush?”
“Just what the hell does that mean?”
That’s what my problem has been. I have very little delayed gratification skills.”
Vala concentrated on her hands and pointed to her crotch with a questioning look.
“No, a shrub, if you have something, you shouldn’t go chasing after something that you think is better…”
“Ohhhh, I get it now. It’s like the greener grass on the other yard thing. Why don’t you earthlings just say what you mean? It’s all very confusing sometimes.”
“Don’t you have things like metaphor and allegory in your language?”
“As a matter of fact, we prefer to communicate succinctly.” Vala pouted. “So what’s wrong with a little mindless sex? You humans have so many rules. It‘s a miracle that you were able to populate a planet.”
“You do get to the point. Look Vala, I do like you. You are a very attractive woman. But if I don’t try to win Janet back I’ll never forgive myself.”
“I am frightfully good at judging character and situations. You blew it pretty badly with Janet, and she seems to me to be the type that doesn’t forget all that water under the bridge.”
Samantha glanced back at Vala in surprise. “I thought you didn’t understand our sayings?”
“Well, I don’t know all of them. I got this great book, Oxford somethingorother.”
“You are pretty amazing.”
“Finally, you are waking up. Don’t dally too much over the sweet kindly doctor. I might go off the market. Got that one from the book too.”
“I’ll keep that under advisement. But you understand, it is something that I have to do. I care for Janet and her happiness more than I can say. And I hurt her so badly that I need to make it up to her. If there’s a chance for me, I want to take it.”
Vala poked Samantha in the side. “Damn, I was hoping that you’d have fun with me. I know a lot of fun games.”
“Oh, I bet you do.”
Samantha left Vala at her room. She was certainly a feisty one and if she wasn’t still hung up on Janet she would be interested in the long, cool, sexy as hell member of SG1. As Samantha walked back to her room she recalled her last talk with Janet.
“You like her, don’t you?”
“Yes, she’s nothing like you. She’s actually shy and a little naïve. I kind of like that.”
“ So she hasn’t made a move on you yet?”
Janet sent a disapproving glance to Samantha. “ I think I scared her off the first night she came over. She was ready to settle in her old habit of sleeping on the couch. I put the cabash on that.”
“Maybe she’s still in love with the other Janet, confusing her with you?”
“Maybe she isn’t and wants to make sure before we go through with something that will irreparably damage our friendship, something that you seem never to do, think before you leap?”
“I was young and stupid and a mess. I’m sure she was too at some point.”
“Yes, but she didn’t burn me, you did; I can’t forget that.”
“Aren’t you ready to kiss and make up? You do remember? We were pretty amazing together.”
Janet smiled and touched Samantha’s cheek fondly. “Once burned, fool me twice, when pigs fly. Shall I go on?”
“Haven’t I changed?”
“I’ll admit that you seem a lot more mature, but frankly, our ship sailed a long time ago.”
“Are you sure she’s even gay? I hear that she’s had several boyfriends through the years.”
“Yeah, and never married. Come on, do you really think that she isn’t queer?”
“Good point. But you know that I care about you more than any one in my life.”
“Should have happened earlier. I know you don’t want to hear it but you were never like Sam. There is something about her that just seems right for me. She makes me feel safe. There was always that element of danger with you.”
“It was good though-exciting; you can’t deny that.”
“I’m not denying anything but after it was all over, it was a high place to fall from. I never really cared for g forces. You love doing 360’s.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Just talking with her is more emotional and intimate than anything we ever shared. It’s just different. And I like the difference.”
“I could change. You might like the new me.”
Janet paused. “But I do like who you are. Samantha Carter fears nothing and never hesitates one second. She rushes off into danger and saves the world everyday. You live for it-the challenge of charging into the unknown, driving out the bad guys, being the one that figures out the dilemma. I am content to save one patient, be the difference, every so often. I mainly just stand around and hold up hope until the patient gets better, staving off whatever invades the body. No, I wouldn’t change one iota about you.”
“But I love you.”
“I love you better as a friend. One day, you’ll find the right person for you. It’s just not me.”
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Vala wandered down to the infirmary. It was time to shake things up among her new SG friends. And why shouldn’t she get something out of it? Samantha was pining for Janet. Janet wanted Sam who didn’t know who she really wanted and couldn’t seduce a nymphomaniac crack whore with a handful of rocks. Daniel just didn’t want to fool around at all, preferring musty old books to her nice new leather pants she ‘borrowed’ from that nice boutique on Claremont. Vala just wanted to have fun. She stopped behind a screen as she neared Janet’s office. She wasn’t alone, Carter was there and she was shyly scuffing her boots. She knew it was Carter from the mussed up hair and the fidgeting that she was doing. Vala listened intently. Damn, she missed her device. She’d have to lift another from communications. Finally, she’s asking her out. Something’s bound to happen between them. Maybe now she’d get Samantha to play the bondage game that she had been dying to try from that wonderful book about O.
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Janet watched Sam exit her office with elation mixed with frustration.
*Gotta date with Sam, Friday.
What was she waiting for anyway, menopause?
She’s been a gentlewoman, honorable, and waiting for the right time in our relationship, she said. I think she’s been waiting for General Hammond’s hair to grow.*
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Sam Carter was nervous. After all the missions with the galaxy in peril, near death situations, racing the clock to save humanity, this made her sweat. She had a date with Janet. A real date. Not just, come over and hang out and have a few drinks. Janet made it clear that there would be no sleeping on the couch if stayed over. “Don’t ask me out until you feel like breaking my door down to be with me.” Yes, that is what she said weeks ago. She had done the ambivalent-about-sex girlfriends before and wasn’t interested in a relationship where her bedmate was unsure if she really wanted to be there. It was maddening to sit and talk without making any moves. But in a way, it was good. They got to know each other without all the hormones running all over the place. They stayed corralled inside, making havoc with her insides but clearly in check. The days that Sam was unable to see Janet were endless. Nights were worse. She wondered what she was doing, thinking. She found it hard to eat for the constant ache that lived in the pit of her stomach. It got worse when she saw her twin from another reality with Janet. They had gotten past their differences and were starting to spend more time together. It was clear that Samantha hoped for more than friendship. Sam could tell what she wanted; after all, she was not really that different deep inside. That got her fearing the lothario would wear her down and sweep her off her feet. They did have a history. Samantha told her all about it despite Sam’s protests for less information. Maybe it was a good thing, fear, because it gave Sam the kick in the ass to finally ask Janet for the date. And she said yes. Terrified, Sam spent hours getting ready- more time on her hair than she ever did, new outfit, a little more skin than usual, she followed the step by step makeup application instructions from the Mary Kay lady. Satisfied with the reflection of femininity, she started down the hall through the barracks. As she passed a corner, she felt a sharp prick in her butt, felt faint, and was pulled into a dark room. On awakening, she found herself tied to a headboard, her mouth taped, her pants pulled off, and her shirt unbuttoned. Vala sat in front of her smiling. “It’s about time, baby. It’s time to start our game.”
As Sam struggled and attempted to talk, Vala admonished, “You know it’s against the rules for me to take the tape off til I’m ready for you to use those lips. She had a short crop in her hands and lightly dragged it up the inside of Sam’s thighs. You like that don’t you? I’m so glad that you said that you’d play today, Samantha. Especially, since I’ve waited so long for you to say yes.
Sam’s mind screamed, “I’m not Samantha.” And she struggled even more. All that came out was muffled moans behind the thick duct tape.
“ I gave you a special mushroom from Dalmak. It is for enhancing the mood. I think you call it an aphrodisiac here. It loosens all those pesky inhibitions. Not that you have many.”
Sam continued to buck against her bindings and Vala finally stopped in her tracks, stepped back, and put her hands on her hips. “You are not enjoying this, are you? It’s no good unless you are into this.” After watching Sam vigorously nodding in agreement, she sighed and pulled off the tape.
“I am not Samantha. I’m Sam; please let me go.”
“Oh, fuck. You are Sam.” Vala looked shocked and embarrassed as she rushed to untie Sam. “You do look so much alike and you did say that you were going to be here about this time.”
“Samantha asked me to pick up a report for Hammond here because she was off base and he needed it ASAP. She knew that I was going to Janet’s tonight.”
Realization hit both their faces. “She told me that she wanted to play this game of unwilling victim and that she’d fight back. That two-timing bitch! She’s planning on taking your place at Janet’s.”
“Janet will recognize her, the burn scars.”
“Not if she keeps her shirt on. Would you take your shirt off for Janet right off the bat? Besides they are barely noticeable since the reconstructive surgery was done. Believe me, she can get a lot done with her clothes on.”
“You’re scaring me now. I have to get to Janet’s.” She wavered as she stood up quickly. “Jesh, I don’t feel so good. I feel so warm.”
Contritely Vala answered,” It will pass quickly. The mushrooms have that quality before they work on the hormones. Sorry.”
“Look, you have to drive me there. I don’t think I can drive now.”
“It is the least I could do. Besides, I have a few choice words for Samantha Carter.”
As they arrived at Janet’s door, Sam pulled on the locked door and pounded on the frame. “Damn, she’s got music on. I’ll go knock on the living room window.”
“No need.” Vala pulled out a small metal object and smiled before she inserted it in the lock. A twist and turn later the door opened. “After you.”
Sam burst into the living room to find Janet in an embrace with her twin. “Dammit Janet, that’s Samantha!”
Janet pulled away in haste then pulled up a sleeve to note the faded scars. “Samantha!” She spit it out. “Of all the low down things that you’ve done, this ranks. You had to know that I’d figure it out.”
Samantha just shrugged. “Maybe you wouldn’t before you remembered what we had. I just wanted a chance with you that you weren’t giving me.”
Sam, red faced and furious, stalked over, pulled Samantha away with a shove, and cold cocked her nemesis without hesitation. Dazed Samantha stumbled back. “Hey, what was that for?”
“You’re an asshole. I started to believe that you were a friend. Giving me advice. Telling me to ask her out tonight. All the while, you were planning this.” She sputtered on. “Come on, put ‘em up.”
Vala rushed over between the blondes and pushed Sam back. “If anyone has dibs on messing up little miss muffet here, it’s me. I’m the maligned one here. You cheated on me. No one cheats on Vala.” She grabbed an ear and twisted as she led Samantha howling, out the room and out of the house.
Sam, breathing rapidly and shallowly, turned to a flushed Janet who was obviously pleased with the turn of events. “Why Sam, whatever has gotten into you?”
Sam suddenly felt a massive urge to take Janet right there and then. She stopped herself from taking another step towards her because that was all the control that she could muster. Janet stopped smiling and looked puzzled. “My God, she drugged you.”
She started to walk over.
“Don’t come any closer. I’m not sure what I’ll do. She gave me some sort of mushroom and I’m nearly going out of my mind.”
“Sam, did you intend to break down my door tonight?”
“Ye…yeah. But not like this, certainly not drug induced.”
“I know this drug. It doesn’t make anyone do anything that they don’t want to do.” She walked up and grabbed Sam’s lapels and pulled her close. “I don’t think we should waste a perfectly good buzz, do you?”
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Outside the house, Vala grinned like a cheshire cat. “I told you it would work.”
“You are a genius, but Janet made me as soon as I walked in. She played along with your con.”
“But don’t you feel just a little bit better? Knowing that you helped get those crazy two together?”
“Well, just call me Rick. And I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”
“OK, you are not Rick, or a man, what am I missing?”
“Let’s go to my place and watch a classic movie called ‘Casablanca’.
“I have a better idea.” Vala held up a plastic bag of mushrooms and shook it. “My place? And my fur-lined little pieces of rope?”
Samantha led her into the car. “Here’s looking at you, kid.” She slammed the door on a muffled, “If you don’t stop those stupid sayings that I have no clue……”
As she walked around the car to the driver’s side she muttered, “We’ll always have Kansas.”
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Date: 2007-03-18 09:59 pm (UTC)I recommended this over at:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/CarterandFraiserSG1fanfic/
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Date: 2007-03-19 07:05 am (UTC)Re: sg1
Date: 2007-03-19 12:18 pm (UTC)The group had slowed down for a while but now it is making a come back. It used to only be postings of new Sam/Janet fanfic plus the following feedback about the fanfic but now we are sharing ones that are no longer on line and recommending good ones when we see them. You ought to come check it out.
Stephenie
PS - Is this your only SG-1 fanfic? And is "Leitmotif for Londo" you only Babylon 5 one?
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Date: 2007-03-19 12:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-06 12:16 pm (UTC)Slam