Work Text:
It wasn’t until she was back in the SGC, showering off the last few days dirt and humiliation that she broke down. She’d thought she was fine, after challenging and beating Turghan , helping free the women of Moughal’s tribe. She should have been fine. She was Air Force. She was a theoretical astrophysicist. She could defend herself.
Yet she was singled out and forced to wear the dress and headpiece; she was kidnapped and traded for gold, twice.
Captain Samantha Carter sat on a bench in the locker room, a towel wrapped around her, and stared at her locker. Tears tracked down her face no matter how much she tried to stop them. Water dripped from the ends of her hair, landing on her shoulders, and rolling down her arms. She didn’t even hear the door open, didn’t hear anyone’s voice, but jumped when a warm hand landed on her shoulder.
She twisted around and looked up into the face of her Colonel, who immediately tried to look anywhere else.
“Didn’t know you were still in here, Carter.”
She quickly wiped at the tears tracks on her cheeks with the back of her hand, her other tightening on the towel around her. “Sorry, sir. I’ll be done and out in five.”
“No, don’t rush, I’ll just… wait… outside.” He realized his hand was still on her shoulder and quickly pulled it back, stepping several steps back as well.
Tears sprung to her eyes again and she cursed softly, angrily wiping at her cheeks and turning, hoping he didn’t see, or at least wouldn’t acknowledge that she was crying in front of him. She felt him take a hesitant step towards her, and then back.
“You’re not an anthropologist.” Sam stiffened. “Daniel can wear the dress next time.” She heard the door open. “You think he’d look good in blue?” The door shut behind him and she was alone again , a smile pulled at the corners of her mouth, her shoulders shaking as she tried, unsuccessfully to suppress a full out laugh.
Outside, Jack leaned against the wall near the door and smiled to himself, the image of Daniel in a dress would get him through the report he still had to write.