Cure for the Common Birthday by Holdouttrout (G)

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Rec Category: Jack O'Neill & Samantha Carter Friendship
Pairing: none
Category: Humor, Family/Friendship
Warning: none
Author on LJ: holdouttrout
Author's Website: Linguistic Prostitution
Link: Cure for the Common Birthday

Why This Must Be Read:
I picked this category this month because I'm such a Daniel-centric person, and Jack and Sam deserve some love also. This is a wonderfully fluffy birthday fic that brings out Jack's snarkiness and Sam's ingenuity and her perfect perception on her commanding officer.

Excerpt:
Jack strolled down the SGC corridor, whistling a few bars of "We Wish You a Merry Christmas," which garnered a curious look or two, considering it was October. Still, no one he passed commented, and Jack swung into Sam's lab with a flourish on "and a Happy New Year."

Sam closed one of the drawers behind her hastily, turning around almost as quickly, her eyes wide in that particular expression that meant she was up to something, but was trying to hide it. It was one of the few expressions that made Jack nervous, the others being "I'm going to blow up that sun," and "You're not going to like this."

"Sir!" she said, and she was a little breathless, which meant she had panicked when she heard him coming. She was hiding something from him in particular.

"Carter," Jack said, a little slowly, as he scanned the workbench and shelves for any hint of what she was hiding. Sam blinked and made her eyes even wider.

"Is there something you needed?" she asked.

Jack narrowed his eyes. Sam shifted under his gaze, but refrained from babbling her secret. Damn. Either his looks were losing their effectiveness, or Sam was way too used to him. Either way, it spelled trouble.

Jack switched tactics. He shrugged, and said. "Just seeing what you were up to."