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File Sharing
By John O'Connor
"He-ey Sam. Watcha doin'?" Janet Fraiser asked as she
popped her head into Samantha Carter's lab.
"Trying to debug this piece of crap," Sam snarled
uncharacteristically. "Colonel O'Neill asked me if I
knew anything about laptops and, before you know it, I
was volunteered to fix this while he takes Teal'c and
Daniel up into the hills to fish for the next five
days."
Janet stepped in and eyed the laptop computer Sam was
glaring at. "What's wrong with it?"
"Some damned virus. It's gotten into the email
account and screws up any office applications like
Word or Excel. And I can't find it!"
"Easy Sam. You've figured out naqadah reactors, Death
Gliders, and a lot of other alien hardware. A simple
computer virus should be a piece of cake," Janet said.
She placed her hand gently on Sam's shoulder for
further reassurance.
Sam said, "You know, I told the colonel time and time
again to get some anti-virus software. Does he listen
to me? No! Hell, even if it's life and death, he
barely hears what I'm saying..."
Janet smiled, she understood her friend's frustration.
She often had to deal with Jack O'Neill's apparent
ignorance in the Med Center all too often. And he was
not a stupid man, just stubborn. As a mule.
"So, I take it you've scanned the hard drive?"
"Yes. I loaded the latest Norton Antivirus but it
didn't find the bugger. It must be hidden in one of
these files..." Sam indicated some files with cryptic
names like 'Head', 'Tail', 'Buss', and 'Odds.'
"Well, not to be obvious, but maybe open one and see
what's there?" Janet suggested.
"They're locked. Colonel O'Neill put some password
lock on them."
"Sam...c'mon. You can figure that out. The colonel
has a narrow range of interests outside of the SGC.
It'll be something simple. Not like Daniel, he'd
probably use ancient Sumerian," Janet laughed.
"Okay. Let's try 'football'..." Sam keyed in the
word and scowled when an invalid password banner
popped up. "Okay. How about 'Vikings'?" The
security banner popped up again. "Um... 'Beer'?"
Several dozen tries later, Sam was showing increasing
frustration. She had tried dozens of words, including
Jack's family and friends. "What could it be?"
"Sam, where did the colonel go?"
"Fishing. I tried that, remember?"
Shaking her head, Janet said, "No, not fishing. What
does he always brag about?" Sam looked at her friend
with a blank face. "Trout! Lake trout!"
"Of course!" Sam cried as she typed in 'trout' for the
password. "It worked!"
As Sam opened one of the files. It was further
divided into smaller files and as she opened one of
them, she turned quite red.
Janet had moved to the other side of the lab table
earlier but quickly came around to Sam. "Sam? Are
you alright? What's wrong? Oh My GOD!!!"
As Janet shouted the last word, both women began
shaking with suppressed laughter. Of all things to
find on an Air Force officer's computer, the last
thing either woman expected to find was porn.
All kinds of porn. Soft-core, hard-core, j-pegs,
m-pegs, whole videos...all downloaded into Jack
O'Neill's hard drive. The file labeled 'Head'
featured images and videos of oral sex in many
combinations. 'Tail' featured both bare backsides and
traditional (as far as porn movies go) sex. 'Buss'
was the oddest. It was all women kissing other women.
Most of the other mysteriously titled files also made
sense when the contents were opened.
'Odds' was the odd-man-out in the password-protected
files. It had nothing to do with porn, rather it was
dedicated to football, basketball, and baseball pools
run in the SGC and NORAD as well as a few local pubs
that O'Neill frequented.
Once they determined that, the women went back to the
other files. Their curiosity was piqued and they had
to see what Jack O'Neill had saved. And the
combinations! From one on one between a man and a
woman to threesomes to orgies. But none ever
involving more than one guy.
As their laughter tapered off after several minutes
(they would break out in fresh squeals of shock
whenever Sam opened another file), they were both
feeling slightly weak.
"God! I haven't laughed like that in..."
"Me either."
Both women still emitted little giggles as Sam
continued her scans. By far, the majority of the
saved files featured lesbians or women alone.
"Sam, did you have any idea that Jack...?"
"No. Janet, this is a complete surprise. Hey, what's
this? Fan fiction? I didn't know he liked 'Xena' or
'Buffy the Vampire Slayer.' Oh... OH!" Sam started
to snicker as she skimmed through a couple of the
stories she had found. "Buffy and... Who's Faith?"
Janet shook her head, having a teenager at home gave
her insight into things the lovely physicist would
never even notice. "She's like the evil Slayer. Why?
Oh! Well, I guess I could see where that idea
could..."
"Janet? You know about this?"
"Well, Cassie and I were watching a rerun a few weeks
ago and Faith was in it. She and Buffy were dancing
and...Phew!" Janet mock-fanned herself. A few weeks
before, the heat was real though.
<Doctor Fraiser. Please report to the Command Center.
Doctor Fraiser. Please report to the Command
Center.>
Crossing to a phone, Janet punched in the code for the
CC. "Fraiser. I'm on my way. What is it? Good.
Wish more were like this." Hanging up, Janet said,
"SG-4 is returning. Seems Captain Hunter sat on a
rather large thorn and is in a lot of pain. See you
later."
"I'll be here."
Pausing at the door, Janet smirked, "Want me to close
this? You know...privacy?"
"Get outta here!" Sam laughed.
The injury was minor but Janet had the lab run a full
tox screen just to be certain. While she was waiting
for the results of a serontology test, Sam buzzed her
to say she was leaving to pick up a part for her bike
and were they still on for dinner with Cassie?
All the time she had been working, part of Janet's
mind kept returning to the porn on the Colonel's
laptop. Especially the vids and pictures without the
men. Some of those women were beautiful, even if some
had been enhanced. And the image of a beautiful woman
with her face buried between another woman's legs was
getting to the young doctor.
Janet had long ago reconciled herself to her
bisexuality. While it was definitely not common
knowledge, especially with the homophobia running
through the service branches, she didn't deny or
ignore that aspect of herself. And the part of her
attracted to women seemed to be the stronger,
especially after her divorce. Even her last two
lovers had been women.
'What would Sam think of that?' Janet mused. 'She'd
either not care since she'd be totally engrossed on
some project, or she'd completely freak out due to her
entire life being tied to the Air Force.'
"Doctor? The results of the last tests are in.
Everything seems to be clear."
"Thank you Airman," Janet responded. She looked
through the file then said, "I think our patient will
be okay." She followed the orderly out of her office.
After running another check on the perforated captain,
Janet told him he was on sick leave and could leave
the SGC but to call immediately if he noticed anything
unusual.
After signing her charge out, Janet returned to her
office. She decided she could leave a few minutes
early and be home early to meet Sam and Cassie.
As she grabbed her laptop, Janet paused. Her eyes
widened slightly and a small, secretive smile appeared
on her face.
Hurrying to Sam's office, which the major hardly ever
bothered to lock up, Janet hooked her laptop up to the
other and began downloading selected files. 'What
would Sam think if she knew I was copying Jack
O'Neill's lesbian porn?' Janet asked herself yet
again.
Alternating between looking at the clock and staring
at the download progress for the latest file. 'C'mon,
c'mon... I'm going to be late...' Janet moaned
internally.
After the last of the visual files she wanted had been
copied, Janet thought about the fan fiction. Almost
all of it was between two girls. Or three girls.
Or...
"I'm a fool," she said aloud as she initiated copying
of the fiction file. "I'll be sooo late..."
While she helped Janet with the dishes, Sam said, "You
know, I still can't believe the Colonel has that kinda
stuff on his computer."
"Well, Sam, it's not that bad. At least he doesn't
have any really sick stuff. Or any kiddy porn - that
is the absolute worst!"
"Yeah, I suppose what he saved isn't too bad. I guess
I'm still kinda shocked by it."
"I'm not," Janet responded. "No, after being married
for three years to scuzzball, nothing men do surprises
me. And, so what if Jack O'Neill gets his jollies
from looking at two women get it on? Who does that
hurt?"
"Uh...I guess...no one." Sam stared out the window
over the sink and into the backyard.
"I mean, you don't have a problem with that, do you?"
Janet asked, her voice not reflecting the nervousness
she felt over the possible response.
"No, I guess not... I mean, if that's what works for
someone, then that's..."
Janet smiled a little at her friend's answer. Sam was
cute when she got flustered.
'Whoa! Sam cute? Where the hell did that come from?'
Janet asked herself. 'Not that she's not but... This
is Sam. My friend.'
"Janet?" Sam asked worriedly as she saw the confused
look on her friend's face.
"I'm okay. Wanna see who's on Letterman?" Janet asked
as she pulled the plug in the sink and rinsed the suds
down the drain.
Later, after Sam yawned and declared it was time to go
home, Janet took her laptop with her and started to
get comfortable in her bed.
She opened a file at random and began to check out the
separate images, her arousal building, until she
froze. The girl with the short blond hair looked like
Sam!
Quickly, Janet closed that file. That was a little
too weird. Did Jack O'Neill see the resemblance as
well? Or was that a coincidence?
Opening another file with pictures of two brunettes
making love by candlelight, Janet began to slowly
peruse the photos. These were both hot and somehow
romantic. Janet never expected to see any romance in
pornography.
As she opened and read some of the fanfic she had
copied, she came to realize that romance was often the
norm in lesbian fan fiction.
Cassie was sitting at the breakfast table eating Fruit
Loops when she heard a loud shout from the bedrooms.
"Mom? Is everything okay?" she called out.
"Yes. It's okay," came the reply.
In actuality, it wasn't okay. Janet had opened her
email in the laptop to find the file corrupted. She
swore to, and at, herself. Stupidly, she picked up
some new virus. From Jack O'Neill's machine? Oh God,
not that. Anything but that...
"Hey Janet, what're you doing?" Sam asked as she came
into the doctor's sanctum.
"Oh, just fuming about viruses and computer bugs."
With a questioning look on her face, Sam said, "About
that. Guess where the virus was on the Colonel's
machine? It was hidden in the coding for one of the
jpegs. Once that picture was opened, the virus would
work it's way into the rest of the system and then
activates when the system is rebooted. Pretty
sophisticated. Pretty specific targeting too, hiding
it in a picture of lesbian sex."
"In a jpeg? A jpeg? Just one jpeg?" Janet closed
her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose.
Sudden realization crossing her features, the blonde
asked, "Janet? Did you download any of Colonel
O'Neill's files yesterday?"
"Sam...oh God... This is..." Janet sat staring at the
far wall, shaking her head.
"Janet, it's okay. This is between you and me. No
one else needs to know about this. Especially not
from me. Okay?"
Nodding mutely, Janet looked up, her eyes brimming
with tears. Swallowing past her anger and
embarrassment, Janet said simply, "I copied a lot of
O'Neill's files. And...I got the damned virus."
"I can clear that up pretty easily, Janet," Sam
offered quietly.
Her face feeling like it was on fire, Janet dropped
her eyes and focused on her desk pad. "You must think
I'm some kind of pervert. A freak..."
"No Janet. Not at all." The doctor looked up when
she heard Sam chuckle, "But if you had just been
patient like me, it would have been much easier to
share the files after I debugged them."
The End