Toss Me High and Smile, PG
Title: Toss Me High and Smile
Author: dizzydame
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: No warnings or spoilers.
Written For: hariboo_smirks
Prompt: Carolyn Lam/Cameron Mitchell; making it work with their jobs,
established relationship, no angst.
Author's Notes: Thanks to wildaboutharry for the last minute beta. :)
Cameron usually likes down home, wholesome girls. His whole life he’s been attracted to blonde hair and blue eyes and a sweet smile. Doesn’t have to be gorgeous, he isn’t after any supermodels. He is more attracted to a nice smile than he is to enhanced boobs and a perfect butt. He likes girls that play shy because they really are shy and look up at him with adoring smiles. He’s got high school quarter back syndrome. He likes to feel like he’s the man and he likes to be a knight in shining armor.
Carolyn lets him know early on that she doesn’t adore him, that she doesn’t think he’s any sort of knight, and that she most definitely does not need saving. She’s had a lifetime of military men and there is nothing about his rank or the way he looks in dress blues that particularly moves her. If anything he thinks that maybe she’s naturally disinclined to date military men because she doesn’t want to end up in a marriage as strained as that of her parents. He can understand that. He may not have the first hand experience that she does but he’s dated enough women to know that it’s just no fun to get something good going only to find out he’s got to go halfway around the world.
The distance that Cam has to travel is even more mind boggling now but it helps, he thinks, that she’s one of the first people he sees every time he steps foot back through the gate. Maybe she’s got that cool and professional demeanor down pat but Cam’s finding it downright convenient. Somewhere along the line she’s become that person for him - the person that he puts his eyes on and everything else falls into place around her. She grounds him.
The night he tells her that is the first time he sees her even come close to crying. She kisses him on the mouth and slides into his arms where she fits so perfectly and just lays here with her head on his shoulder. She’s warm and smells nice and Cameron smiles against the top of her head.
The next morning he makes breakfast in her kitchen, barefoot and bare chested. It’s not the first time he’s spent the night but it’s the first time he’s really felt comfortable doing so. It’s a Saturday and they’ll probably both make their way to the mountain at some point in the day but SG-1 is on down time and Carolyn always makes it a point to sleep in on Saturdays. She walks into the living room wearing his shirt and he feels a surge of warmth that he doesn’t bother to dampen.
She rolls her eyes at him. “What are you staring at?”
“You,” he grins. “You’re cute.”
She draws herself up to her full height and glares. While it might be a suitably intimidating glare in the midst of a medical facility when she’s dressed in a stark white coat and holding very large needles, it loses some effect in this particular setting. Her hair is ruffled and the shirt only hangs down to mid-thigh level on her.
“Breakfast?” he says, hoping to distract her. It works. Her eyes slide over to the plate he’s just finished heaping bacon on.
“Fine.” She pokes out her tongue at him and he knows he has received a pardon for the crime of finding her damn adorable… despite the fact that he’s turning into a repeat offender.
She eats all of her food and steals a few bites of his. He admires her appetite, the way she doesn’t pick at her food. In the commissary at Stargate Command, maybe, but not here, not where she sets the menu.
After breakfast they’ll pointedly not talk about work because they’ve discovered that this is how their relationship works best. Once or twice a week they will go out (or stay in). There might be a sleepover type of situation, but rarely during the week (because Carolyn does keep somewhat more regular hours and lately can only be found in her office during non-peak times when SG-1 is expected due back) and never just before a mission.
They talk about things in a vague sort of way. They like the idea that shoptalk is for the mountain in theory but in actuality Stargate Command makes up so much of both of their lives that it inevitably spills over. Some things are off limits though, like how many different ways Hank Landry could make Cam’s life miserable if he knew that Cam was sleeping with his daughter, or how Carolyn would get accused of having an unfair advantage or people bending the rules for her again. Technically there’s nothing saying she can’t date Cameron, just like there’s no rule saying that she can’t work for her father but Cam understands her position. If she’s forced into a situation where she has to sacrifice one person for the good of many she needs to be able to do it with a clear mind.
Cameron is purposefully obstinate when she first brings this up. Carolyn is able to maintain objectivity more than anyone else he’s ever met and he claims it impossible that someone could genuinely believe otherwise. What he doesn’t say is that he often suspects her objectivity is something she takes too seriously. She’s not an easy person to be with sometimes, because of her cool and distanced way of viewing the world around her. Sometimes he gets frustrated because it’s hard to tell what she’s passionate about outside of her medical labs and sometimes he thinks that maybe he’s putting more into this than she is.
And sometimes she wakes him up in the middle of the night because she can’t seem to get close enough to him. She’ll never ask him to hold her but sometimes she’s press against his side and tuck herself into him and he knows, he just knows, that what she wants is his arms tight around her. He has never found it particularly difficult to express his interest in women but he’s catching on to her nonverbal, barely there hints as to what it takes to make her happy.
Maybe she isn’t exactly what he’s always thought he wanted. Chances are he isn’t exactly who she thought she wanted, either. But he’s living a life that consists of routine travel to other worlds, other times, other dimensions and if he can adapt to that… well, learning how to be with - how to love - this one woman isn’t such a difficult task to undertake.
Author: dizzydame
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: No warnings or spoilers.
Written For: hariboo_smirks
Prompt: Carolyn Lam/Cameron Mitchell; making it work with their jobs,
established relationship, no angst.
Author's Notes: Thanks to wildaboutharry for the last minute beta. :)
Cameron usually likes down home, wholesome girls. His whole life he’s been attracted to blonde hair and blue eyes and a sweet smile. Doesn’t have to be gorgeous, he isn’t after any supermodels. He is more attracted to a nice smile than he is to enhanced boobs and a perfect butt. He likes girls that play shy because they really are shy and look up at him with adoring smiles. He’s got high school quarter back syndrome. He likes to feel like he’s the man and he likes to be a knight in shining armor.
Carolyn lets him know early on that she doesn’t adore him, that she doesn’t think he’s any sort of knight, and that she most definitely does not need saving. She’s had a lifetime of military men and there is nothing about his rank or the way he looks in dress blues that particularly moves her. If anything he thinks that maybe she’s naturally disinclined to date military men because she doesn’t want to end up in a marriage as strained as that of her parents. He can understand that. He may not have the first hand experience that she does but he’s dated enough women to know that it’s just no fun to get something good going only to find out he’s got to go halfway around the world.
The distance that Cam has to travel is even more mind boggling now but it helps, he thinks, that she’s one of the first people he sees every time he steps foot back through the gate. Maybe she’s got that cool and professional demeanor down pat but Cam’s finding it downright convenient. Somewhere along the line she’s become that person for him - the person that he puts his eyes on and everything else falls into place around her. She grounds him.
The night he tells her that is the first time he sees her even come close to crying. She kisses him on the mouth and slides into his arms where she fits so perfectly and just lays here with her head on his shoulder. She’s warm and smells nice and Cameron smiles against the top of her head.
The next morning he makes breakfast in her kitchen, barefoot and bare chested. It’s not the first time he’s spent the night but it’s the first time he’s really felt comfortable doing so. It’s a Saturday and they’ll probably both make their way to the mountain at some point in the day but SG-1 is on down time and Carolyn always makes it a point to sleep in on Saturdays. She walks into the living room wearing his shirt and he feels a surge of warmth that he doesn’t bother to dampen.
She rolls her eyes at him. “What are you staring at?”
“You,” he grins. “You’re cute.”
She draws herself up to her full height and glares. While it might be a suitably intimidating glare in the midst of a medical facility when she’s dressed in a stark white coat and holding very large needles, it loses some effect in this particular setting. Her hair is ruffled and the shirt only hangs down to mid-thigh level on her.
“Breakfast?” he says, hoping to distract her. It works. Her eyes slide over to the plate he’s just finished heaping bacon on.
“Fine.” She pokes out her tongue at him and he knows he has received a pardon for the crime of finding her damn adorable… despite the fact that he’s turning into a repeat offender.
She eats all of her food and steals a few bites of his. He admires her appetite, the way she doesn’t pick at her food. In the commissary at Stargate Command, maybe, but not here, not where she sets the menu.
After breakfast they’ll pointedly not talk about work because they’ve discovered that this is how their relationship works best. Once or twice a week they will go out (or stay in). There might be a sleepover type of situation, but rarely during the week (because Carolyn does keep somewhat more regular hours and lately can only be found in her office during non-peak times when SG-1 is expected due back) and never just before a mission.
They talk about things in a vague sort of way. They like the idea that shoptalk is for the mountain in theory but in actuality Stargate Command makes up so much of both of their lives that it inevitably spills over. Some things are off limits though, like how many different ways Hank Landry could make Cam’s life miserable if he knew that Cam was sleeping with his daughter, or how Carolyn would get accused of having an unfair advantage or people bending the rules for her again. Technically there’s nothing saying she can’t date Cameron, just like there’s no rule saying that she can’t work for her father but Cam understands her position. If she’s forced into a situation where she has to sacrifice one person for the good of many she needs to be able to do it with a clear mind.
Cameron is purposefully obstinate when she first brings this up. Carolyn is able to maintain objectivity more than anyone else he’s ever met and he claims it impossible that someone could genuinely believe otherwise. What he doesn’t say is that he often suspects her objectivity is something she takes too seriously. She’s not an easy person to be with sometimes, because of her cool and distanced way of viewing the world around her. Sometimes he gets frustrated because it’s hard to tell what she’s passionate about outside of her medical labs and sometimes he thinks that maybe he’s putting more into this than she is.
And sometimes she wakes him up in the middle of the night because she can’t seem to get close enough to him. She’ll never ask him to hold her but sometimes she’s press against his side and tuck herself into him and he knows, he just knows, that what she wants is his arms tight around her. He has never found it particularly difficult to express his interest in women but he’s catching on to her nonverbal, barely there hints as to what it takes to make her happy.
Maybe she isn’t exactly what he’s always thought he wanted. Chances are he isn’t exactly who she thought she wanted, either. But he’s living a life that consists of routine travel to other worlds, other times, other dimensions and if he can adapt to that… well, learning how to be with - how to love - this one woman isn’t such a difficult task to undertake.