Jack continued to stare at the disconnected quantum mirror. In all honesty, he
didn't know what else to do.
When Doctor Carter had kissed him, every nerve ending in his body had reacted in a way he never thought it would. The intensity of the reaction was something he wasn't expecting; it was on a scale he had never experienced before, not even with Sara and that surprised him, not to mention made him feel a little guilty.
Now, as he stood and stared at the alien technology, the implications of his actions began to sink in and he didn't know what the hell to do, think or say.
He could see Sam's blue, pain-filled eyes staring back at him as she came to the realization that he really wasn't her husband.
His skin felt like it was on fire from where her fingers had danced along the side of his neck as she kissed him.
He could taste her on his lips and tongue; he could smell the faint residue of her perfume on his clothes from where she had leaned against him.
It was like an assault on his senses and she was overwhelming him...
Closing his eyes, Jack tried to push all of the sensations out of his mind. For one, it wasn't his Carter, and two, he quickly remembered he really shouldn't be thinking of any Carter in that kind of way.
Before his thoughts had time to go down a dangerous road, General Hammond's voice shattered the heavy silence.
"Colonel, I'd like you, Doctor Jackson and Teal'c to visit the infirmary - Doctor Fraiser is expecting you," he added, letting them know their visit wasn't an option. "Then," he hesitated slightly, "I'd like to see you in my office, Colonel."
"Yes, Sir," he replied quietly, his back still to everyone in the room.
Nodding once, the General's gaze lingered on the Colonel for a moment longer before he turned on his heel and left the members of SG-1 alone.
As the sound of Hammond's footsteps faded, Jack spoke.
"You heard the General. Daniel, Teal'c... Go get checked out," he ordered gently.
His gaze never left the mirror before him, but he knew the instant his friends left the room, leaving him and his Carter alone.
Turning slowly, his eyes landed on her. Pursing his lips, he studied her closely. She was so like the other Carter, yet so different.
Her hair was shorter, obviously, but still a brilliant shade of blonde. She wasn't dressed in civilian clothing, but in baggy BDUs which hid her tall and slender frame. However, the most striking difference he noticed, was when he risked a quick glance downwards and saw there no rings on her left hand.
Swallowing hard against the sudden lump in his throat, Jack forced his eyes back up to the Major's face and he froze.
Those eyes. They were the same. The exact damn same. Wide, blue and full of pain. Why the pain was there, Jack wasn't entirely sure, but before he could ask or think anything through properly, he slowly and purposefully moved towards her.
He kept going, only stopping when he was millimeters from her. He was well within her personal space, and he had overstepped a military boundary or three by doing so, but at that moment, Jack didn't really care.
He heard Sam's sharp intake of breath as he stared down at her. When she let it go, he felt her breath tickle his neck. Resisting the urge to shudder as his body started to react; Jack's eyes darted down to her lips. He watched as Sam's tongue involuntarily licked her lips. Stifling a moan, he closed his eyes and leaned forward.
His lips hovered beside Sam's ear, so close he would've sworn he had just leaned in a little too close, and they'd brushed her earlobe.
He immediately dismissed the thought as ridiculous. He couldn't have let his guard down that much… could he?
He took a deep breath.
He couldn't be here; he needed to get away."I'm sorry, Carter," he whispered, before brushing past her and leaving her alone with the quantum mirror and a room full of distorted emotions.