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28 July 2005 @ 09:27 pm
oh medie...  
Medie asked for Jack/Kerry. This didn't fit in comments. It's quite fluffy and random and, er, deserves to be in comments, so read at your own discretion. And only if you won't kill me.

She calls him 'honey'.

Jack's pretty sure it's accidental, slipped in somewhere between telling him the milk in his fridge has gone sour and asking where he keeps the spatulas, so innocuous that he doesn't even notice it himself until the omelette's already on the stove.

The conversation has moved on and it's too late for him to call attention to it, so he settles for giving her a bit of a funny look.

Kerry holds up an unlabeled jar of white powder with the amused smirk she gets whenever she catches one of his stranger born-again-bachelor habits (drinking from the carton, laundry piled up shoulder-deep next to the machine awaiting a dire underwear emergency, Simpsons shower curtain). "Sugar or salt?"

He twists off the lid and sticks in a finger. "Salt."

She doesn't comment, but she rolls her eyes a bit as she salts the eggs with just enough feminine derision to make Jack suspect that she'll attempt to recivilize him someday.

Not that they really think about 'someday.' It's less casual than the standard backdoor office affair, but they're not yet at the point of deep and heavy conversations.

They're not fooling around, though. They're comfortable. After all this time, he's surprised how easy it is to have another body in his house.

Everything about their relationship so far has been easy, like they speak the same language and had some cosmically prearranged agreement about who would sleep on the right side of the bed.

And boy, what a body. She's wearing nothing but a button-down shirt and bright red underwear, and even better, she doesn't care if he stares. Dressed like that, all legs and messy brown curls, she can pretty much call him whatever she wants and he won't object, 'honey' or otherwise.

"I've got a few meetings in D.C. on Friday," she announces. "I don't suppose you want to come along?"

"General Hammond ask you to track me down?" Jack has managed to avoid taking the trip for any of the past two months' worth of Homeworld Security meetings thanks to the wonders of the teleconference, but he doubts he'll manage to escape the clutches of dress uniforms for long.

"Nope. Hey," she waves the business end of the spatula at him without even looking, "less staring, more toast, please."

He draws his eyes away long enough to keep his fingers intact while slicing the bread she picked out. She swears he'll like sundried tomatoes in bread, and, even though he argued about the proper division of vegetables and other food, he's inclined to believe her (she's both half-naked and has never been wrong about his undiscovered food preferences before).

"The President?"

"No, nobody wants you for any important meetings." She rolls her eyes, and then half sing-songs, "But the Bolshoi's at the Kennedy Center this week."

Ballet? "The what?"

Kerry's grin is completely wicked. "You don't like the ballet, honey?"

That time it's on purpose because she's teasing him, so there's really no cause for alarm. Besides... he's not actually all that alarmed, anyway. He abandons his seat -- viewing gallery, really -- at the counter and wraps an arm around her from behind. His face ends up in her hair and he has to breathe in -- he knows, rationally, that it's just shampoo, but she smells fabulous and it seems a bit like female witchcraft. He has always loved women with long hair.

"How about... you hop a plane back after your meetings instead."

"Ah, the Jack O'Neill pizza-and-beer-on-the-couch Friday night out?"

He was thinking more of the Jack O'Neill naked-in-the-bedroom Friday night out, in fact, but he never said no to pizza and beer. "Something wrong with that?"

"No." She smiles and, strangely, he completely believes her.

"Pick you up at the airport?" It's a bad sign when he volunteers to hit Friday traffic in that area just for the company. Kerry never backs out on plans, though, so that's one way to ensure she'll be back in Colorado for the weekend.

She waves off the offer. "I'll have to rent a car anyway. Your job can be to buy beer. Besides, I'd hate to get stuck at the airport in event of a... Jaffa emergency."

"Ah, yes." Always a concern. He tugs a bit on the side of her shirt collar as she finishes with the eggs, hoping the buttons will magically come loose. Not that he even needs to plan sneak attacks to see her naked anymore -- a notion that stops him in his tracks about three times a day with the sheer unlikeliness of it all -- but... well, more naked is never a bad thing.

Kerry tosses him a lazy look over her shoulder, not quite seductive but not quite not. "Breakfast first."

He doesn't repent, but he does let her collar go to bring her a pair of plates.

"We could go out this weekend, you know," she says. "Not- oh, relax, not to the ballet. Just... to a movie or something."

Jack shrugs, plates in hand, feeling suddenly awkward. There's something almost magical about their relationship existing only in this house, an out-of-the-way handful of restaurants, and a few telling looks in his office. He likes it like this -- unscrutinized. It feels pretty close to perfect when it's just the two of them, and couched in the rational wish not to feed the SGC rumor mill is the irrational desire to keep her to himself.

The longer the silence stretches on, the tighter her expression seems. He puts it off, "We can think about it. If you want to." Then, because he really doesn't want to think about it now, he echoes her earlier statement. "Breakfast first?"

She purses her lips and pauses for a moment, contemplating. He can almost see her mind working, debating airing the serious discussion now or agreeing to the delay -- for her own reasons, maybe, but probably for his. He can't keep her behind locked doors forever, he knows that. It doesn't even make sense for him to want to.

"Okay," she agrees. Then, "Kiss first." She takes hold of the edges of the plates in his hands to keep toast and egg from spilling off them and offers a kiss. Her mouth is warm and feminine, enough to relax the edge from his worries with just a casual brush in the kitchen. It feels normal. They've done this almost every day for a month, and it's blowing his mind an inch at a time.

By the time she pulls back, she's smirking again. "It's all right," she assures him to ward off any lingering concern that she might be annoyed at spending every night in. Again, he believes her. This feels pretty all right, after all.

Which is weird, in and of itself, given the way his life tends to go. He always expected that, if he ever got into another relationship, there would be an explosive and hellish amount of drama to wade through. With Kerry... she's beautiful, she's rational, and she makes it easy. They're at the phase where she casually calls him pet names, and there was no fanfare or struggle to get them here. This is good. Strange, a little, but good.

He's already getting used to it.
Lisa Yaegerlisayaeger on July 29th, 2005 02:02 am (UTC)
but... well, more naked is never a bad thing.

Hubby has said this, word for word, I swear!!

I loved this fic (but then I love anything you write!), and J/K really needed to be explored more in fic *and* on the show.

As the Canadians like to say, that's good stuff ;-)
Little Red: sg - s/j don't talk about love - nos'mylittleredgirl on July 29th, 2005 05:01 am (UTC)
HEE! I was on the phone with Liz, and she was all "I think the 'shippers hated Kerry," and I was all "NO! LISA liked Kerry. If LISA liked her, then the 'shippers HAVE to like her!" :)

I am so tempted by this pairing, because it is fun and NORMAL and oddly temporary and non-OTP-ish. Yay, variety!
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tarkheena lizzeeen: sgwun - sj - transends textliminalliz on July 29th, 2005 02:07 am (UTC)
SEE?! This is how I can like Kerry. OMG. ::plots to marry you::
Little Red: xf - diana slut - liminallizmylittleredgirl on July 29th, 2005 05:01 am (UTC)
*mwah ha ha* Didn't I already agree to marry you? *plots with you*

TOLD YOU Kerry was cool!

*still rejoicing over the Diana thing*
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Little Red: sg - osiris knowing evil - littlekfrumylittleredgirl on July 29th, 2005 03:38 pm (UTC)
Eeeeeeeeeeee!! OMG! I'm SO glad you like it! I was all "er... I'll bet she was looking for plot and characterization and stuff..." but really, fluff is a gateway drug for me into any pairing. *is now evilly interested in Kerry*

*dances happily with much squeee*

OMG! If you ever made me a dustjacket, for anything, I would love you FOR-EVER. OMG. I think those are the coolest things ever and the magic of photoshop still eludes me. Dude, you could make me a dustjacket and I would write you a fic for it, I think they are that cool. :)
Ari (creature of dust, child of God): Jack/Sam (by Gvambat)wisdomeagle on July 29th, 2005 02:32 am (UTC)

And also, randomly, when I was doing a preliminary skim on the flist, I saw this and read the pairing as John/Kerry. Which is a) weirdly crossoverish with the election and b) a far more cracked out pairing than this was.

Just thought I should share. :p
Little Red: b5 - corps is mother - thatfangirlmylittleredgirl on July 29th, 2005 03:39 am (UTC)
*fearz your icon a lot*

Dude. John/Kerry could be kinda hot, in the naked physical sense. Not so much in the political sense.
lavidaessueno on July 29th, 2005 03:22 am (UTC)
funny how it takes a fellow redhead to characterize Kerry as having brown hair.

*loves you*
Little Red: ethermylittleredgirl on July 29th, 2005 03:37 am (UTC)
.... she was a redhead!?
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thekatebeyond on July 29th, 2005 03:40 am (UTC)
This kind of hurt. Because it should seem wrong. But it doesn't. It seems kind of... beautiful. (And written in a lovely, longing style.)
Little Red: sg - s/j don't talk about love - nos'mylittleredgirl on July 29th, 2005 03:45 am (UTC)
YAY! I'm so glad. And, er, sorry that it warped you. *snuggles* But I really like Kerry, as far as plot devices go, and I like the whole "we're good together" vibe they had. It all seemed so good and healthy and rational -- even how it ended -- that it's hard not to like. And it's not omgwildcrazypassion, because that can be with Sam later. :)

I should still probably atone with S/J fic someday. Hrm.
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annaK: Sam- Alwaysannakarrennina on July 29th, 2005 04:19 am (UTC)
That was beautiful. And it actually made me kinda sad that they broke up. (OMG, you killed my 'shippy brain!) Really lovely.
Little Red: sg - fluffier than thou - lyssiemylittleredgirl on July 29th, 2005 04:00 pm (UTC)
*laughs* Hee! Me too. *feels sort of guilty* They're probably still friends, and Kerry finds herself a Really Nice Guy (Barrett, omg!) in about a month, and Jack is all supportive and happy for her. Yes.
rogue equestrian: DW:: MMMMM 10!elvinborn on July 29th, 2005 04:49 am (UTC)
I never even thought of the possibility of this ship being in fic. and it's incredibly disloyal of me to even think of reading it. and you went and made me like it!
Little Red: sg - osiris knowing evil - littlekfrumylittleredgirl on July 29th, 2005 04:01 pm (UTC)
Sorry? :)

It's all okay, though, because we know it ends amicably fairly soon... just trust me. It's all okay. *evils*
Risa: Sam smile by thefakeheadlinenakedtoes on July 29th, 2005 06:41 am (UTC)
This is adorable and such a breath of fresh air. It all made me incredibly happy except for the line about Jack loving long hair, which was just so sad, and guh. Yes. (Coherence is overrated)
Little Red: sg - s/j don't talk about love - nos'mylittleredgirl on July 29th, 2005 04:03 pm (UTC)
Hee! Sorry about that line, but I actually... think that's true. Both the alterna!Carters had long hair. Sara had long hair in the movie... and Kerry has a bit of Laira-ness about her hair.

If I'm right (which I might well not be -- Sara had short hair in the series, so maybe we're meant to disregard the movie), then it makes his lurve for Carter all the more special. She's rare!
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Loriel Eris: sam & jack // kyiziloriel_eris on July 29th, 2005 09:14 am (UTC)
*wibbles* I'm not sure if I love you or hate you for this. *g*

*can't quite manage coherence*

This is ohmigod so just Jack. And it's cute, and real, and just... Jack all over. But it's Kerry!

I'm pretty sure, after some thought, that I love you for this, so long as I don't think too much about Kerry and just wallow in the absolutly perfect way you've written Jack. And console myself with Threads. *g*
Little Red: sg - s/j don't talk about love - nos'mylittleredgirl on July 29th, 2005 04:05 pm (UTC)
HAHAHAHA. *evils* Don't blame me, blame the show! *loves the show for this, omg*

See... I've never understood the bit where no one's allowed to have a healthy, happy relationship with anyone else if they're meant to be involved in an OTP eventually. If anything, this makes the Sam/Jack happy resolution even more awesome, because Jack had a good thing going... but S/J is WAY BETTER. (Rather than them having No Choice about being together, because they'd be horribly miserable their whole lives if they weren't... which makes it just a default rather than really romantic.) See how that works? It works in my head.

Definitely console yourself with Threads. I hadn't rewatched that episode until I went to write this, and squeee!
spacefiend: Bites the Dustspacefiend on July 29th, 2005 07:10 pm (UTC)
Oh, very pretty. I like!