TITLE: Empirical Evidence

AUTHOR: Shane Vansen

EMAIL: the_fourth_dimension@ hotmail.com

STATUS: Complete

CATEGORY: Sam/Jack, UST-y

SPOILERS: none

SEASON: anywhere you like between S5 and S8

RATING: G

CONTENT WARNINGS:

FEEDBACK: is nice to come home to

SUMMARY: Empirical: verifiable or provable by means of observation or experiment

DISCLAIMER: Jack belongs to Sam and Sam belongs to Jack. I'm keeping Jonas for myself. Other than that, Stargate: SG-1 and its characters belong to MGM, Gekko Film Corp and Double Secret Productions. This fan fiction was created solely for entertainment purposes and no money exchanged hands. No copyright or trademark infringement was intended. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. It would also be really, really cool.

ARCHIVE: my site, naturally; samandjack.net; anyone else, just ask and ye shall be answered.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: *Tried* to cut it down to a drabble-sized fic but my muse just wouldn't let me. Wouldn't leave me alone either, even though I didn't have time to write this. She's pushy, that one.

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Jack's steps barely slowed as he approached Sam's lab. He swiped his card through the reader, the door closing behind him as Sam turned from where she was studying some of those blinky lights that inhabited the room. "Sir?" she asked, leaning against a table.

"There's something I need you to confirm for me, Carter."

"Of course, sir. What is it?"

He stalked towards her slowly, watching as she straightened, watching as awareness flushed her cheeks, watching as her breath quickened the slightest bit. He paused in front of her and she lifted her head, holding his gaze right up until he got too close to keep his eyes focussed on her face. His eyes slipped shut half a second before his lips touched hers.

When they parted, her soft gasp and the taste of her on his tongue were all the confirmation he needed.

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