Tuesday, December 23rd, 2008 05:33 pm

Title: A Single Moment
Author: cplberen
Fandom: SG1
Pairing: J/D
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 383
Disclaimer:  Stargate's not mine, yadda yadda
Summary:  It had only been a moment. A single private moment glimpsed by chance.

A Single Moment
by cplberen

Samantha Carter has a bottle of tequila and a goal. Two goals, actually. Tonight she is going to get gloriously, fabulously drunk. And tomorrow…


It had only been a moment. A single private moment glimpsed by chance.


She’d gone to the colonel’s house to drop off some paperwork… 


Sam grimaces.   No. 


She’d made up an excuse to go to the colonel’s house, hoping to… hoping for something anyway. When he didn’t answer the door, she'd remembered Daniel saying…


She takes a deep breath.


She'd remembered Daniel telling her about the colonel’s telescope and how on warm evenings he could usually be found up there. She’d smiled and walked around to let herself into the backyard. She’d been thinking that this was a perfect opportunity.  She was an astrophysicist after all, she could tell him all about…


She pours herself another shot and downs it.


And then she’d seen them on the deck. The colonel and Daniel. Standing together looking up at the half moon.  Talking quietly.


Daniel had said something that made the colonel turn to him and chuckle. Daniel had hooked two fingers into the front of the colonel’s pants and drawn him close, smiling up at him. The colonel had…


Damn it.


The colonel had reached up and traced Daniel’s cheekbone with the knuckles of two fingers. Ghosted his fingertips down the side of his neck, and then around to the back. Used the position to gently tilt Daniel’s head just so. And… 


Kissed him. Gently. Deeply. 


And Daniel…


She grimly takes another drink.


Daniel had just… melted into the colonel. Just offered himself up. Surrendered himself to whatever the colonel might do. The level of trust, the familiarity…


Sam had ducked back around the corner without making a sound and gotten the hell out of there.


But now she knows.


So tonight… tequila. Tomorrow she’s going to get up and throw up and then stay in the shower until she feels semi-human. Then she’s going to go in to work and tease Teal’c and have coffee with Daniel and smile at the colonel’s comments and…


And do a world-class job of pretending that she’s absolutely fine. 


Until.  She.  Is.


Tonight she’s going to get spectacularly drunk, and tomorrow she’s going to put on her big-girl panties and deal with it.



Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 12:49 am (UTC)

thank you. I think. You make it hurt so good.

Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 01:09 am (UTC)
:) Thanks!
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Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 01:45 am (UTC)
I admire the way Sam's handling this.

Although tequila wouldn't be my poison of choice!

Your description of the kiss makes me go all melty inside. :-)
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 11:46 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I wanted her to hurt and be disappointed, but also to be a grown up.

Glad you liked the kiss. :)
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 02:32 am (UTC)
This is great. I like how it starts in the middle of her shock and has a slow reveal to the event. The last three lines are fab.
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 11:48 pm (UTC)
Thanks! The starting in the middle thing was exactly what I wanted, so it's nice to hear that it came across.
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 03:38 am (UTC)
Love the last line. And the description of the kiss . . . melting, beautiful.
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 11:52 pm (UTC)
Thanks! "Big-girl panties" is a favorite of mine. And the kiss, yeah... :) Glad you liked it.
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 05:20 am (UTC)
I love the whole moment up there on the roof, the closeness, the affection, the description of how Jack touches Daniel. And the kiss is wonderful; makes me all warm inside. :)

Thank you for sharing.
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 11:53 pm (UTC)
Thanks! Affection and closeness was what I was going for, so it's nice to hear that it came across.
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 09:02 am (UTC)
{{{{{Sam}}}}}.....adore that last line and can see the determined look on her face as she knows what has to be done for the good of the team and our two boys' happiness....

Sam's a strong woman, with a heart of gold imho and I love it when J/D fic writers portray her as so....

Thanks for posting...

Deeds xx
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 11:56 pm (UTC)
:) Glad that you liked it. I wanted to write her strong and not bitter, and still have her acknowledge the hurt. It's nice to hear that I got the words to match the picture in my head. Thanks!
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 09:53 am (UTC)
Very, very, very good!!

I liked this and found it spectacular!

Well done!
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 11:56 pm (UTC)
::blushes:: Thank you!
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 11:30 am (UTC)
Aww... poor Sam. Although... yeah. Big-girl panties'll help.

I love the rhythm of this, and the telling of it - and I love that your Sam isn't a bitch. :-)
Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 11:58 pm (UTC)
:) I wanted to see a Sam who hurt but didn't lash out just because she didn't get what she wanted.

Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 01:46 pm (UTC)
I really like her awareness that she was manufacturing opportunities for herself, and the oh-so-human desire to capitalize on a chance to impress and connect with someone you're romantically interested in. That makes her vulnerable and ordinary in a sympathetic and not pitiful way. She knew she was doing it, and she resisted admitting it at the time, but she's straight with herself about it now. For me, that sets up her attitude at the end really well. She's wounded but she can acknowledge it and get a grip and suck it up. (Implicit pun there with the tequila, too, I guess. *g*)

I absolutely love the grim, teeth-clenched determination of Until. She. Is. And I really like that there's no simmering resentment or sense that she feels betrayed. What is, is; it hurts -- the recognition of self-delusion as much as the dashed hopes, I think -- but she's strong and she won't let it stop her from caring for the people she cares about. There's also a sense that she's determined not to let anyone see that she's hurt (do a world-class job), which is a little different from the strong-willed decision to deal with it, and something else to empathize with. And I really like that she's not kicking herself, telling herself she's an idiot for how she feels or what she assumed or hoped. Again, what is, is -- including how she feels -- and she's already dealing.

I love outsider views of Jack/Daniel, and what everyone else said -- that's a lovely, killer kiss. It's so tricky when it's Carter providing that outsider viewpoint. I'm glad your Carter will be OK.

Also, it's a nice touch that Daniel's the one who told her about the telescope on the deck, since there's canon support for a lot of what Carter knows about Jack's personal life coming via Daniel, in the very early seasons ... and within the context of this fic, it's foreshadowing as well.
Thursday, December 25th, 2008 12:16 am (UTC)
I was trying to see if I could write a Sam who could hurt and be disappointed and still be grown up enough to face facts. Examine her own actions, what her realizations actually meant, really let herself hurt and not lash out.

Thanks so much. It's always so exciting to find out what people get out of something you write, and then to have it be much the same as you intended... that's just the best. :)
Thursday, December 25th, 2008 01:43 am (UTC)
Bravo, Sam! You're no weak sister! Give the gal some props, at least she ain't chasing the tequila with Jager *shudders*

And do a world-class job of pretending that she’s absolutely fine.

*sighs* Totally.
Thursday, December 25th, 2008 02:33 am (UTC)
:) Thanks!
Friday, December 26th, 2008 12:04 am (UTC)
Ouch. *hugs Sam
Friday, December 26th, 2008 12:53 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :)