#samjan

YAAS AIGHT

for you, a peak into a Sam/Janet WIP for a Ripple Effect AU/tag ;)

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Sam could talk to herself for hours when it was actually just her. Now, surrounded by dozens of Samanthas (other Carters, some O’Neill’s, a handful of Jacksons, and one who smirked and said she wasn’t ready to hear what her last name was now), she was almost sick of herself. 

Thankfully, as she swiped her badge and opened the door, she knew her office would be empty and silent–

“Oh, I can leave if you need your office back.” 

Sam’s heart thudded a little harder in her chest at the familiar voice. Her eyes swiveled over to her desk and her breath caught in her throat for a moment when she saw her not-so-dead best friend sitting comfortably in her desk chair. 

Janet. 

(Well, technically this wasn’t her Janet, and instead clearly yet another visitor from another incredibly lucky and privileged universe where Janet Fraiser did not die–) 

“How did you get in here?” Sam gestured with her thumb to the door as she closed it behind her. “The key swipe only works for my badge.”