Bored
by John O'Connor
Disclaimer:  Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the
property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom,
 MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko 
Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes
only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright
 infringement is intended. The original characters,
situations, and story are the property of the author.
Rating: PG-13.
Note: Another challenge story with a sequel, "Paybacks
Are A..."
"I'm bored." Sam's voice whined.
"Sam. You're a brilliant astrophysicist, I'm sure you
can find something to do."
"My reports are done, the paper for the lecture is
done, and I'm BORED!" Her voice carried the tones of a
petulant child.
Janet rolled her eyes. "You sound just like Cassie!"
Sam stuck her tongue out at her friend. "Do not!"
"Fine. If that's the way you're going to be, I'll head
back to my office..." Janet said turning towards the
door.
"No! Wait! Stay here. Let's do something..."
Eyes narrowing, Janet quietly said, "Samantha, what
are you thinking?"
Smiling impishly, Sam came to Janet and whispered in
her ear. Janet's face went from anxious interest to
amusement as she listened to her friend. Finally
nodding, she left the lab with Sam.
They eventually made their way to the locker rooms and
showers. Sam looked at her watch, "Should be through
here shortly. C'mon, we gotta get outta sight!"
Sam grasped Janet's wrist and pulled her into a deep,
shadowed alcove. "Shh!" she whispered. "If I'm right,
they'll be along shor..."
Sam clammed up when she heard voices coming down the
corridor. Jack O'Neill and Daniel Jackson had just
finished playing raquetball in an improvised court in
the SGC's gym.
"Man, that wore me out! What say we go to Siobhan's
and have a few beers, Danny-Boy," O'Neill said.
"Uh, sure, Jack. I guess so," Daniel said hesitantly.
He wasn't much of a beer drinker.
Sam giggled and grabbed Janet's shoulders, her eyes
twinkling in the gloom. Janet had a big grin plastered
on her face as well, her teeth shining in the dim
light.
Finally hearing showers, and Jack's attempt to imitate
an Italian tenor, Sam and Janet snuck into the men's
locker room. "You get Jack's stuff and I'll grab
Daniel's," Sam whispered. Janet nodded.
They grabbed all the clothes in the two lockers and
buried them in the dirty towel cart. Snickering, Janet
started to move towards the door. Sam stopped her with
a "Hsst!"
Turning back, Janet saw Sam at the master controls for
the locker room water, her hand on the hot water
valve. "Oh no, Sam! You shouldn't..." Janet shook her
head. "Should you?"
Sam smiled a wicked, evil smile and cranked the hot
water valve hard to the left before running for the
door. "Go! Run, Janet!"
Janet turned and began to sprint down the corridor
just as Sam started to shove her from behind. As they
got ready to turn a corridor, they heard two
high-pitched yelps come from the showers.
"Goddamnit!"
"Cold! So cold!"
A few minutes later, Sam and Janet were in Sam's lab
laughing at their sophmoric antics. "Oh, I wish I
could've seen their faces when the cold water hit!"
Janet nodded vigorously, "Oh God, how 'bout when they
got out and had no clothes?" She started laughing and
suddenly snorted which brought a fresh gale of
laughter from her friend.
"Ahem! You ladies wouldn't happen to know who swiped
our clothing, would you?"
The ladies froze then looked to see a pair of dripping
men in the doorway, each with a towel held firmly
about their waists.
Trying hard to contain her giggles, Sam shook her
head. "No shirt, uh, I mean, no sir. I have no idea.
Are they missing?"
"Sam..." Daniel began in a slightly whiny tone.
"Doc, Major, I would like my clothing back. I would
like Daniel's clothing back. And very soon, since it's
damned cold inside this mountain!"
Janet managed a straight face and said, "I don't think
we can help you sir. There are no stray clothes in
here." Janet's arm casually swept the room. "Maybe
someone thought they were dirty laundry...?"
Jack snarled, "You two just wait. You better watch
your backs from now on... C'mon, Daniel. Let's go!"
Janet fell against Sam, laughing as the sound of wet,
naked feet plopped down the corridor.
"You realize we are in grave danger, don't you?" Janet
asked.
"Of course! That's part of the fun," Sam replied
enthusiastically.
 (c) John O'Conner
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