The Library

[janet_fraiser]

Janet unlocked the library and walked in, setting her laptop down warily behind the desk and trying not to think about Hathor the last time she was in here. She took a drink from her extra-large mug of coffee and started working.

ETA: She popped out a moment later and stuck a note up on the door: "New teachers need to check out the Rules of Conduct and fill out a library card application in blue or black ink, damn it. Please come inside for a form. Thank you."

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[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam lowered her head and mumbled. "Eventually..."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

She tried not to laugh. She really did.

But the giggles escaped, and then didn't stop.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam's face was red as a beet now and a smile played around the corners of her mouth, eventually breaking into a wide grin that she couldn't control.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"So," Elizabeth nudges Sam. "Any gossip? I think Janet and I deserve to know after being so thoughtful and leaving you to it."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*Sam blushes, and elbows Elizabeth* "I...can't really talk about it, until I get John other things taken care of."

She leans over and whispers, "He does have great hands, though."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth snickers. "Okay then. Just try and get those other things taken care of before tonight, if you can."

She giggles.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam's smile dims briefly. That's probably not going to be a fun conversation. "I'll do my best. Because I can't even imagine what he's going to be able to do once he's got both hands working."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Liz rubs Sam's shoulder comfortingly. "Remember we'll be waiting for you with ice-cream and alcohol once it's over. Just take it to your room. Or give us some notice, so we can find somewhere else to sleep that night" She winks

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam holds Liz's hand. "Thanks. I may need it. Ack! I'm so sorry about that! I owe you Godiva. This having a roommate thing completely stinks--there's just no privacy."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

She squeezes Sam's hand. "I'm sure it'll be fine... Mmm... Godiva. It wasn't that much of a problem as you weren't involved all night long. Janet and I were fine together in the common room. And yes, it does stink"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Here's hoping." Thanks. We'll try and keep that in-room stuff to a minimum.

[janet_fraiser]

"We'll work something out," says Janet. "I mean, come on, Charlie can crash with one of the guys, and Aeryn can just stay with John." She grins. "Either someone will put Liz and I up for a night, or we could trade room keys as long as your roommate doesn't mind."

[janet_fraiser]

"And my truffles are still in my desk," says Janet dryly. "I hope. Yes. Just warn us. We won't gossip too much in your hearing."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth tries not to giggle at the mention of truffles, and makes sure not to look at Sam. "I can safely say that I've not touched your desk. Apart from arranging the pens by color and straightening up the books."

No, because we'd never gossip about friends. Really

[janet_fraiser]

Janet is unable to stop from snickering. "You're deeply disturbing, Liz. I'm a scientist and I don't even organize things that much."

[janet_fraiser]

Janet's look is sympathetic. "You always do." And your subtext only makes me blush a little bit.

OOC: It's amazing what looks can convey amongst the SG crowd!

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, Janet." Sam hugs her, too, just for the hell of it. Well, that makes two of us.

OOC: No kidding!

[janet_fraiser]

"Oh, God," says Janet. "Group hug. We're such high-schoolers." She hugs them both enthusiastically, though. "No, hon, you're blushing a lot."

[janet_fraiser]

Janet grinned widely at Sam. "Well," she said. "That's nice. I'm so glad that worked out for you." She pursed her lips and tried not to laugh. Too much. It's about damn time.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Well, I wouldn't say that it's worked out...more like it's still in the process of working itself out."

Sam almost started humming, but caught herself in time. She'd never, ever hear the end of it.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet eyes shone with suppressed laughter. "I was just talking about last night," she said.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Maybe I'll just go hide under the desk. Why doesn't Jack have to deal with this?

"I...knew that. And there's no way I was so giddy that I was a complete bonehead and showed up to shop class a week early. At all! Oh, and I'm sorry for throwing you out of your room last night...um, I'll make it up to you, promise."

[janet_fraiser]

Janet was trying to be good. She was trying really hard. God, it was so difficult.

"Okay," she said, unable to stop grinning at Sam. "You didn't! Oh, well. Hopefully no one saw you. It's fine, you know. We could have stayed and made things awkward then, or we could have left. We just did our homework in the common room, that's all."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Of course I did, Janet. Can you imagine me making this up? Oh, yeah, I met the new shop teacher, who bought some kind of alien force field on Ebay. I got to help him put it up (but he wouldn't let me take anything apart, darn it)."

"I just feel a little goofy about this--I mean, for once there's nothing to stand in our way...it feels a little weird. Plus, well, I haven't seen him today, and now I'm worried that I'm being this big, giddy dork and he doesn't even..." She started to hyperventilate and had to sit down.

[janet_fraiser]

"No, you didn't make it up, I know. I met him too. He got a library card this morning. He needed a Shi'ar dictionary, whatever language that is. And he tried to get me to sign up for his class. You'll be able to take stuff apart soon, I'm sure."

"Well, of course it feels weird," said Janet. She put her arm around Sam and gave her a reassuring hug. "I mean, you've known him for nine years now forever. And you know Jack. He's never been one to wear his emotions openly. There is no way I will ever forget the look on his face when he said he cares about you a lot more than he's supposed to, and that was not an 'I care about you' look. Giddy is understandable coming from you. If I ever saw Jack acting giddy I'd wonder if he were on drugs."

"Sam." Janet crouched in front of the chair Sam's sitting in. "Breathe."