blue flamingos

5 times Sam and Cam met before he came to the SGC

Fandom: Stargate SG1

Category/Rated: Het, PG

Year/Length: 2009/ ~529 words

Pairing: Sam/Cam

Disclaimer: No, I don't own them, for which I should think they're profoundly grateful.

Feedback: Yes please. Even if it's bad. Especially if it's bad.

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1.

At the Air Force Academy, when they accidentally got scheduled to take up the same plane at the same time. He grinned and said, "Ladies first;" she stalked off to get someone to confirm whose flight it really was.

She thought he was too charming for his own good, but pretty; he thought she was too keen on the rules, but kind of hot with it.

2.

At a bar outside Edwards, when he was rotating out and she was rotating in, exchanging hello's while they both waited to be served.

She thought he was still pretty, but that he was sitting way too close to a dark-haired pilot for her to keep thinking about it; he thought she was still pretty hot, but that she was also someone who'd never respect him in the morning if he tried anything.

3.

At the wedding of an Air Force captain she knew from a previous posting to an Army lieutenant he knew from a week in hospital after a controlled crash that wasn't quite as controlled as it should have been. He asked her to dance, three times, and she only turned him down once. He didn't turn her down when she asked him to walk her back to her hotel, either, though he did say goodbye in the lobby.

She thought that maybe he wasn't too charming for his own good, but that it wouldn't hurt if he turned it down a bit; he thought that she was a lot easier to talk to when she'd had a couple of drinks, but that he wasn't entirely sure he didn't prefer the version of her who wasn't easy.

4.

At his trial flight with the 302s, when he babbled at her all through lunch about what an awesome rush it was, and, "seriously, aliens and inter-planetary travel, was she kidding him," and she couldn't stop laughing at how happy, how excited, the whole thing made him, long after she'd stopped getting the same thrill from it.

She thought he was cute as hell, all lit up; he thought he'd do anything to make her eyes as happy as her smile was.

5.

At the funeral of an old friend from their academy days, who was shot down doing something that had nothing to do with aliens or advanced ships or stargates, the kind of thing they both should have been doing. It was Cam who sat on James back porch and cried during the wake, and Sam who pressed her face into his dress shirt so no-one would see her tears. She'd learned a long time ago not to wear mascara to these things, there wasn't one that was actually tear-proof.

She thought having grief-stricken sex with someone who was starting to become a friend was a bad idea all round, and that was before factoring in her boyfriend, but that there were much worse things she could be doing; he thought that having sex with her was as bad an idea now as it had been the first day he'd met her, but that he didn't care, and that in the long run, it probably wouldn't change anything.


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