by Kitty S

NOTE: a challenge from sherryf101@yahoo.com, though I added my bitter nature to it. *g* This month hasnt been great to me, and I choose to take it out on my wonderful AU sg-1 team. >=D (if you dont like, just flame me... it'll fuel my bitterness.)

Sam's POV ***

I rolled over in ecstasy, facing Jack. "You know that I love you right?" I felt my cheeks warm up again instantly, hearing that made all the years of waiting worth it.

"I love you too" I snuggled closer to give a kiss, and frowned when he pulled away. "I think that I'll always love you, but I don’t think we did the right thing here." He sat up, rubbing his eyes. Having regret written all over his face.

"Jack?" I reached for his shoulders to make him face me but he got up then, started to look around the room for his clothes. Why is he rushing to get his clothes back on? Why am I left in the nude in HIS bed?

"Sam, this can’t go on. You know that, for the sake of the team." OUCH, okay, I think its time for me to put some clothes on as well. Nothing like taking rejection naked.

"The team, you're thinking about the team now? Where was the team half an hour ago? You sure weren’t thinking about them then."

He turned around quickly after getting dressed. "Are you trying to make this difficult for me?"

Breathe in, breathe out, keep your cool Sam. No need to add insubordination to your court-marshall. "No sir, I guess you're right. This can’t go on."

"Look how it’s already affecting us, Carter you know we can’t last." Well sir, I think the reason it’s affecting us this way is because I just slept with my commanding officer, and he just rejected me.

"Yes sir, you are absolutely correct. Wow, um... look at the time, I better get going, got a lot of work to do." Gotta run, jet, split, save face…

The look he gave me was classic, the one eyebrow up, and a lopsided grin. "Were OK, right?"

Why the hell not? "Sure sir."

***

Great, I'm a grade A slut. Thanks sir, you sure know how to make me feel loved. I can’t believe that man, 'for the sake of the team' now isn’t that a knee-slapper. Whatever, in the end he turned out to be just a man. The kind mommy told me to stay away from, the kind daddy kept a rifle for, the kind I ALWAYS fell for. But that doesn’t mean that I wont get back up. Its like clay, just re-shape your self and be the happy jolly major again and pretend it never happened. Right, like I could just forget. Pfft.

Oh look, now I'm all bitter. Where the hell is ice-cream when you need it?