Email Me!

Summary: Newly instated General O'Neill, becomes restless with his new job, decides to pass the time annoying his 2IC. Can innocent emails turn into something far more and who else is reading these emails?

Pairings: Jack/Sam

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Stargate SG1, including it's cast, crew, props and storylines.

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Jack's POV

TO: Carter, Samantha
FROM: O'Neill, Jack
SUBJECT: Um…Something important!

Hey Carter,

I know lame subject, but I was bored. Whatcha doin'? If it involves long scientific explanations save it…What time are you going for lunch? How about 1400?

Jack

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Jack re-read what he typed before clicking 'send'. Leaning back he let out a bored sigh, "There has to be something I can do without having to do paperwork!" Jack exclaimed to himself.

Looking around the room he spotted his new source of entertainment, the bottom drawer of his filing cabinet was open and Jack could just make out the red of his lost yoyo.

"Carter! So, so predictable!" Jack muttered reaching in to grab the yoyo before yelping, "What the…!" Jack looked closer into the drawer before realizing that Sam had actually rigged his yoyo with an electrical charge, a strong one, "Damn women! Has to spoil everything, now I need to get a new bloody yoyo" Jack grunted shaking his hand to ease the pain before his computer beeped, signaling the arrival of a new email.

Reaching his chair again he leaned back surveying the email, it was from Sam, "I should open it right?" he whispered to himself

"Open what Jack?" Daniel asked from his doorway

"Do you know HOW to knock?" Jack asked exasperating the 'how'

"Sure Jack" Daniel demonstrates knocking to a frustrated General

"Then why didn't you knock?" Jack fumed, "I could have been busy doing paperwork or something else important" Jack waved his hands over his over due reports

"Jack come off it. Firstly, you don't do your paperwork until the last minute. Secondly, you don't do 'important' things unless you really, REALLY have to and thirdly, the door was open" Daniel finished, successfully rendering Jack unable to retort

"Fine, just next time knock" Jack gave in, " What do you want anyway space-monkey?"

Daniel rolled his eyes at Jack nickname for him before continuing, "Do you know what's up with Sam? She's been cooped up in her lab all day and she's locked her door"

"Uh, firstly, I haven't left my office and secondly…well no there is no secondly" Jack answered

"Right ok then, if you can get through to her can you remind her that I need that report for the newest artifact we found on P3X-945? Thanks" Daniel asked before turning to leave, "Oh and Jack one more thing, Sam rigged your yoyo to shock you if you found it"

"Yea, I found that one out on my own" Jack replied raising his red hands to Daniel, "This is why I don't like scientists, now shoo!"

Daniel left chuckling under his breath at Jack stupidity and Sam's ability to once again get one up on Jack.

"I CAN HEAR YOU!" Jack yelled after a retreating archeologist before turning his attention back to the computer screen. Taking a deep breath he clicked 'open'.

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TO: O'Neill, Jack
FROM: Carter, Samantha
SUBJECT: Um…Something important!

General? You do realize that the email system was only installed for a faster way to get results and reports from one place to another? Not for bored Generals' to bother their 2IC?

Anyway, I'm really busy and can't talk much. I bet Daniel has already been to ask you if I'm alright, I'm fine I just don't feel like company today. I'll do lunch as long as it's in my lab with blue jell-o, I don't need Daniel asking anymore questions or banging on my door anymore.

Oh and tell Daniel I emailed him the report of the latest artifact two hours ago and that he should learn to check his email more often!

If your that bored DO SOME WORK!

Sam

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Jack laughed at how smart his 2IC was, not only did she answer Daniel's questions but also saved him the energy to ask her about he report, so once again he can reply without too much trouble.

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TO: Carter, Samantha
FROM: O'Neill, Jack
SUBJECT: Um…Something important!

Cater,

Thank you for that reminder about our new email system…this is getting information back and forth faster than me having to stand outside your lab ordering you to unlock it, which by the way you better have it unlocked for me at 1400! I'm not yelling for you to open it, people might talk!

By the way Carter, thanks for the little surprise with my yoyo…you owe me a new one! Unless of course you're willing to uncharged my old one…

Work? Moi? HA HA!

See you at 1400…don't forget to unlock the door!

Jack

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Jack once again leaned back in his chair watching the clock tick away the seconds, he had a briefing with SG15 in an hour and then he had to meet Sam for lunch. Sighing he leaned farther back in his chair than expected and ended up a crumpled pile of green on the floor. "HELP!" Jack whined from under the chair.

Siler came running in to find the office empty, "General?" He asked quietly.

"Down here Siler!" Jack's voice drifted up form under the table

"What are you doing down there sir?" Siler asked trying to keep his face neutral, oh how he wished he had a camera.

"Oh you know, the usual, counting how many small squares are on the carpet" Jack replied sarcastically

"Really sir? How many are there?" Siler dared asking, still barely keeping a straight face

"Oh about…I DON'T KNOW! HELP ME UP!" Jack bellowed from the floor

Siler jumped quickly before retrieving the chair from off the General before helping him up

Straightening his green jacket Jack glared at Siler, "Thank you, speak of it to NO ONE!"

"No one sir" Siler saluted before retreating out the door to spread the General's 'situation'

Jack continued to glare at the carpet where Siler once stood before the computers beeping brought him back to reality. Sitting down he didn't hesitate to open the email this time.

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TO: O'Neill, Jack
FROM: Carter, Samantha
SUBJECT: Um…Something important!

LOL! I won't forget to open the door sir, as long as you don't forget my blue jell-o; you know I can't survive without it!

Never thought of you as one to be worried about what people said? I mean this place has become a bit desolate; a little rumor never hurt anyone!

The yoyo was only far payback for your little prank in the locker with my soap!

Look what you've done! If you're not standing in my lab doorway disturbing my work, you're emailing me now! I will see you at 1400; some of us need to WORK! Get the hint?

Sam

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