Fakin' It

by Geonn

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asg/geonn1/fakinit.php
Summary: Sam is excited, and but understands that no one else will be.
Info: The timeline has been VERY skewed. I think SG-1 is taking place in real time, but for the purposes of this story, I moved things around. This takes place in 2009, but it's set around Season 3 or 4 of the show. :)

Sam tapped her pen on the edge of her notepad, let it slip through her fingers, and flipped it around to repeat the move. General Hammond was taking a call from the Pentagon, so the team's briefing had been delayed. Colonel O'Neill and Daniel were discussing the hockey game from the night before, while Teal'c tried valiantly to keep up. She didn't like hockey, and didn't even know it was hockey season, so she had little to add to the conversation. At one point, Daniel took pity on her.

"So, uh, Sam... anything new going on with you?"

Sam started to tell him, but she knew that he would only be marginally interested. And Colonel O'Neill would probably just mock the name. She would never hear the end of it. And Teal'c... well, she loved the guy, but she didn't feel like giving him an education in the subject. So she just smiled and said, "Nope. You know me. A quiet, normal life."

"You're no fun, Carter," O'Neill said, and continued with his thesis statement on Guy LaFleur.

Hammond finally appeared and they went through the mission briefing without incident. Their departure was set for 0930 the following morning and they were dismissed. Sam left O'Neill and Daniel to their continuing sports commentary and went down to the elevators with Teal'c. When they stepped onto the car, Teal'c said, "Major Carter, would you care to join me for lunch?"

"No, sorry, Teal'c. I think I'll just head home for the night. Thank you, though." He inclined his head and pressed the button for the commissary, plus the button for the locker room. Sam watched the numbers count down and thought about her plans for the night. A nice dinner, a pint of Ben & Jerry's, and a science magazine, all in celebration of the news she'd read the night before. It was a geeky party, and a party of one, but she'd had enough of those to be comfortable with it.

She bid good-night to Teal'c when they reached the commissary, and she rode the elevator alone down to the locker area. It was only seven in the evening, but she was exhausted. Maybe she would skip the science magazine and just finish the evening with the ice cream. She hummed quietly as she entered the locker room, spun the combination on her locker, and pulled the door open.

She recoiled slightly when the object came out of the locker, floating toward her face before rising toward the ceiling. She blinked at the object, floating about a foot above her head. It was an orange balloon with the numbers "1-1-2!" written on the front with a black marker. She heard a strange, shrill sound behind her and spun around.

Janet Fraiser was pushing the locker room door shut, a party hat cocked sideways on her head. The sound came from a noisemaker she had pinched between her lips. She held another party hat, holding it out as she crossed the room to Sam's locker. Sam took the hat and said, "What is all this?"

She took the noisemaker from her mouth and swept her tongue over her lips to moisten them. "There's a new element on the periodic table." She pointed at the balloon. "One hundred and twelve, temporarily known as ununbium. I thought you might want to celebrate."

"I... i-it's..." Sam frowned. "You knew about this?"

"Of course!" Janet said. She stretched onto her toes and put the hat on Sam's head. "It's big news! Happy New Element Day."

Sam laughed and adjusted the elastic so it wasn't biting into her throat. "Janet... you can't name half the elements on the elemental table."

"Sure I can," Janet said, moving her hips to music only she could hear.

Sam couldn't help but smile at Janet's impromptu boogie. "Janet, you do not care about this news."

"Whoo-hoo, ununbium!" Janet said. She brought the noisemaker to her lips and blew into it a few times, and proceeded to dance a circle around Sam. Sam laughed and watched her, and grabbed Janet's shoulders when she was in front of her again. "Janet..."

"Mm-hmm?" Janet said through the noisemaker, making her sound like a robot.

Sam pulled the noisemaker from Janet's lips. She looked at the balloon, thinking about how all she wanted to do all day was tell someone about the new element, the imminent change to the periodic table, and all day she kept reining herself in because she knew no one would get it. She smiled at Janet and said, "Thank you."

"It's important to you."

Sam brought the noisemaker to her own lips and blew through it. Janet whooped and shook her hips. "Go, ununbium!"

"Number 112!" Sam said.

"One-one-two, oh yeah," Janet said.

Sam wrapped her arm around Janet's waist and pulled her close. Janet pulled the noisemaker from Sam's lips as Sam leaned in and kissed her. Janet chuckled into the kiss, sliding her arms around Sam's shoulders. When the kiss broke, Sam whispered, "I love you." She pressed her forehead to Janet's and said, "And I promise, I'll make it up to you. Next time they discover a... a, uh..." She winced. "What geeky things do doctors get excited about?"

"Nothing," Janet said. "Doctors are cool."

Sam's hand shot down and swatted Janet's ass. Janet yelped and slapped Sam's shoulder with her hand. "Stop that." She wiggled free from Sam's grip and said, "I'm here until eight."

"Okay. Want me to wait?"

"No, go on home. I'll see you there." She kissed Sam's lips, hands on Sam's cheeks.

"Okay." She waited for Janet to get to the door and said, "Hey. You put on a little performance for me. Maybe I'll put one on for you tonight."

Janet stopped with her back against the door, batted her eyelashes and said, "Whatever do you mean, officer?"

Sam winked and said, "See you at home."

Janet laughed and took off her party hat as she opened the door. "Happy New Element Day, Sam."

"Happy New Element Day." Sam took off her own party hat and looked at the balloon. She tugged on the string and released it from her locker, twisting the cord around her index finger. It was nice to be with someone who got it. Who understood her. She didn't need someone to love every single thing she loved, but it was nice to be with someone who understood what was important to her. She chuckled and began changing into her civilian clothes.

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