By Karen T
© February 2004
Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 and its characters do not belong to me.
Notes: Written for the stargate100 The West Wing episode title challenge.
It begins badly.
"Daniel?!" Jack flicks on the storage room's overhead lights.
"Jack? *Sam*?!"
She smiles sheepishly, tucking her shirt back into her pants.
"Daniel, what are you-- You didn't lock the door?" Jack directs that last question to Sam, which she answers with a glare. "Sorry. I-- This isn't what it looks like."
"You two weren't just ... making out?"
"No. I mean, yes! I mean-- MAJOR DAVIS?!"
"Colonel. Major," Davis greets softly, looking like death run over.
"We heard you kissing *Davis*, Daniel?!"
"Well, *you're* kissing Sam!"
Then it grows much worse.
No one's said a word in five minutes.
-the end-
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