|That Next Big Step
Author: Aedammair PM
There are lots of stages in relationships. Daniel Jackson is trying to figure out just what stage he and Aeda Harrison fit into. Companion to The Assistant.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - D. Jackson - Chapters: 9 - Words: 13,377 - Reviews: 24 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 05-03-06 - Published: 03-07-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2833304
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Alrighty, this is it! I've been trying to get this silly thing finished for the last three weeks and here it is. Simple and sweet, hopefully just like the last chapters. Thanks for all the reviews and the constant support - you guys are awesome readers!
Don't worry - Aeda isn't gone for good. I've got lots of plot bunnies in store for my favorite homegrown character. Keep your eyes peeled for new stories in the future.
None but Aeda belong to me.
So, it came as a surprise to him when the elevator doors on the twenty-eighth level opened and a beautiful brunette in civies stepped out into the hallway. His radar hadn't even blipped. He blamed the miles of concrete and moved past it.
"Good morning," he said as he fell into step beside her. The ID tag hanging from the lapel of her overcoat read "visitor" but her clearance was just a step lower than his. Interesting.
She smiled. "Good morning."
"Are you looking for someone in particular?" he asked, curious about her presence.
"I am, but I know my way."
She sounded posh, polished. "Been here before, have you?"
She smiled, again. "So close to 'come here often' but much more eloquent." She didn't laugh, but he could see amusement on her face. "I used to work here," she explained.
This stopped him. She continued on and, at the corner, she turned back and waved. "Pleasure meeting you, Cameron." Then she disappeared down the hallway.
He was positive he'd never told her his name.
"Had I known you'd mess it all up again, I never would have left," she said smartly.
His concentration broke like a balloon at the sound of her voice and he looked up in surprise. Slowly, as if registering her presence, he took his glasses off. "Oh my god," he said, a smile spreading across his face.
"Hello, Daniel," she said, suddenly very happy.
"Hello, Aeda," he replied.
She pointed to his workbench. "Any chance there's a spot to sit on?"
He shuffled some papers around as she crossed the room. She stopped only inches away from him and could feel the heat he radiated. It was enough to push her resolve over the edge. She reached for him and in an instant she found herself sitting on the cleared space, his mouth on hers, and the buttons on her blouse quickly coming undone.
"Long time, no see," he said, his breath hot against her collar bone.
"Well, the novelty of phone sex wore off pretty quickly."
He laughed, kissed her again. It reminded her of just how long it had been since they'd seen each other. Six weeks was an awfully long time. His hand was working its way across the bare flesh above her obscenely expensive bra when someone cleared their throat.
They pulled back slightly and looked to the doorway of Daniel's office. Cameron stood there, shock on his face, his jaw slightly agape. Aeda thought it gave him the look of a little boy.
"Hey Cameron," Daniel said, deftly buttoning her blouse as he watched his teammate. "What's up?"
Aeda did her best not to laugh.
Cameron, on the other hand, wasn't having much luck containing his laughter. "Not much, Danny boy."
Daniel cleared his throat, stood back a little bit. "Um, have you met Aeda Harrison?" he asked, searching for his glasses. Aeda found them and handed them to him.
Aeda smiled. "In the hallway. I was wearing more clothes."
Cameron laughed a little harder. "Let me guess. This is the mysterious 'sister'?"
Daniel nodded. "About that…"
Cameron's laughter turned chest-deep. "I knew you didn't have a sister." He smiled at Aeda. "Nice to meet you, Aeda. Dan, I'm going to head up to Sam's lab and when you guys are done…whatever it is I interrupted, come up and say 'hello'."
Daniel nodded. "Sure thing."
Cameron stepped out into the hallway and out of sight, though they could hear him laughing loudly as he walked away. Daniel leaned forward and rested his head against her chest. "Sam's never going to let me live this down."
She patted his head. "Oh, honey, I'm thinking it isn't Sam you need to worry about."
His response was a groan, which made her laugh. He lifted his head and rested his hands on the table on either side of her. "Don't think I'm not thrilled to see you, but what are you doing here?"
She smiled. "There was a conference in Denver."
She took his glasses off, folded the arms in, and placed them on the table next to her. "I wanted to surprise you."
"I'm very surprised." He kissed her chin and slowly moved his lips down the expanse of her neck. When he hit her collarbone, her control snapped and she grabbed his face in both hands. "Yes?" he asked.
"Perhaps it would be wise to lock the door," she suggested, her voice a little breathless.
A half hour later and more than a little disheveled, they made their way up a couple of levels to Sam's lab. Aeda suppressed a giggle as Daniel tried to straighten out his shirt.
"Need some help?" she asked, nonchalant. She'd given up on her hair ten minutes earlier and had wrapped it up in a bun at the back of her neck.
He frowned. "No. I'm thinking the wrinkles are beyond your control at this point." This only made her giggle harder. "By the way, where did you learn that last thing?"
She didn't look at him, just stared straight ahead at the elevator doors. "I'm a Harvard professor, Daniel. I read. A lot."
"Yeah. I'm gonna need to borrow that book."
She turned and smiled at him. "You can't handle that book." It earned her a laugh.
The elevator stopped and they waited for the doors to open. When they finally did, he caught her arm and she looked at him. "What?" she asked.
"I love you," he said softly.
She smiled. "I love you, too."
He reached down, took her hand, and together they stepped out into the corridor. As he squeezed her hand, she decided the whole having to wait for each other was worth it, just for moments like these. She'd stay in Boston and visit Colorado whenever she could, mostly because she'd discovered that wherever he was felt just like home.