Jack's time ship: What will be Niagra falls - March 24, 1420, morning

[anextimeagent]

Jack had programmed the ship to take them to a different time and place while they slept. Which he was doing right now, wrapped around Sam

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[carter_i_am]

Sam was sleeping better than she had in weeks, snuggling back against Jack and enjoying the extra warmth. The size of the bunk didn't bother her--it wasn't like she was trying to maintain a professional distance from him, after all.

[anextimeagent]

The sound of the falls and the smell of suddenly materialised coffee (the ship did great Martinis and even better coffee) dragged Jack back to consciousness, and he stretched, banging his feet on the end of the bunk.

[carter_i_am]

"Y'kay?" Sam murmured, stretching against him. It had felt like a good idea, anyway. "Mmmm, coffee."

[anextimeagent]

He nuzzled the back of her neck, hands gliding over her body. "I'm very okay," he murmured. "You're going to have to get up to enjoy the coffee, though. There's something you're going to want to see."