Rec Category: Jack O'Neill
Pairing: Sam/Jack, minor pairings: Sam/Daniel, Daniel/Janet, Sheppard/Wier
Category: AU, Humor
Warning: er...no spoilers really...
Author on LJ:
LyssieAuthor's Website:
http://lysanity.topcities.com/index.htmLink:
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2366334/1/Why This Must Be Read:
Okay...don't normally read AU but this one caught my eye. Think 1940's detective pulp fiction. Think Nero Wolfe. Think Casablanca...
It's different. It's quirky. It's funny. It's...well it had to be rec'ced if only for the author's fast-paced 40's detective slang writing style. It could use some more development plot-wise and has a few typos, but again...just too different to not be rec'ced.
A small sample....Her gaze was steady on me as I leaned against the desk and crossed my arms. "Anything, Mr. O'Neill. I'll do anything."
Good. My eyes dropped to her lips and I smirked. "Kiss me."
For a moment, I didn't think she would. Her eyes went wide and she stared at me like I was bonkers. Then she nodded, her shoulders firmed, and her mouth drew up slightly. "I did say anything, didn't I."
It was a light brush of her lips on mine. Too light. My hands caught her and dragged her back before she could do more than squeak in protest.
When I let her go we were both breathin' heavily, and my smirk was back.
"Will you take the case?"
"After a kiss like that? Hell yeah."
"Good." I'm an idiot. I didn't see her fist until I was on the floor seein' stars. Read Caper here...