1. Cam had always liked Sam Carter. They'd been posted together once early on but it was big base and they were always surrounded by friends and they just couldn't seem to hook up. They'd taken two courses together but on the first one Sam was panicking about getting through it in one piece with no thoughts to spare for socializing and on the second, well, it was his turn. They ran into each other overseas but overseas was Kuwait and there was a war on so nothing much happened beyond the whole "hale fellow well met buddies under fire" thing.
And now, now they saw each other pretty damned near every day, he was her CO. Sort of. Essentially. Most of the time. Point was, they were on the same team and that meant any kind of a... something more than friendship wasn't about to happen. Couldn't happen.
If he could change anything about SG-1, he wouldn't have Sam Carter on his team and... they'd all be dead a couple of times over. Couple of dozen times over. And a few planetary populations, not to mention planets would be toast as well. And without Sam, who'd get his jokes? Okay, she didn't usually laugh at them, but she got them. Who'd trade her date nut loaf for his brownies? Who'd do the sixteen paragraphs of techno-babble he usually ignored – and knew he could ignore because Sam would deal?
Fine. He was grown man. He could keep his libido under control. He wouldn't change a thing about Sam.
2. Dr. Daniel Jackson was a pain in the ass. He had the arrogance of the over educated and it drove Cam up the wall how inflexible he could be when he thought he was right. Okay, he was right more often than he was wrong but that wasn't the point. The point was, once the good doctor got an idea in his head it practically took an act of god to get it out – although they were kind of running out of actual gods. And the whole curiosity killed the cat thing? Oh, Daniel was the epitome of that!
And after ten years, Daniel had the running and the shooting and the strategy and the tactic pretty much down but the whole following orders thing, not so much.
If he could change anything about SG-1, he'd put Daniel Jackson behind a desk and... there'd be no one to make one of those last minute lateral moves that kept them all breathing. Daniel might not run through his lives quite so quickly but the rest of them, well, fairly toasted. And without Daniel, who'd make the 'we come in peace' speech? In spite of ten years of betrayals, and ambushes, and pitched battles more often than not, Daniel could still say the words with a straight face and make people believe them -- because he did. And who'd trade his vanilla cream cookies for those raspberry chocolate things?
Fine. When it came right down to it, he admired the way Daniel had maintained his faith in humanity in spite of everything. If SG-1 was a weapon, Daniel was the safety and Cam could cope with a few arguments if it meant they took the time to consider both sides of an issue. He wouldn't change a thing about Daniel.
Five things Cameron would change about SG-1. (part 1)
1. Cam had always liked Sam Carter. They'd been posted together once early on but it was big base and they were always surrounded by friends and they just couldn't seem to hook up. They'd taken two courses together but on the first one Sam was panicking about getting through it in one piece with no thoughts to spare for socializing and on the second, well, it was his turn. They ran into each other overseas but overseas was Kuwait and there was a war on so nothing much happened beyond the whole "hale fellow well met buddies under fire" thing.
And now, now they saw each other pretty damned near every day, he was her CO. Sort of. Essentially. Most of the time. Point was, they were on the same team and that meant any kind of a... something more than friendship wasn't about to happen. Couldn't happen.
If he could change anything about SG-1, he wouldn't have Sam Carter on his team and... they'd all be dead a couple of times over. Couple of dozen times over. And a few planetary populations, not to mention planets would be toast as well. And without Sam, who'd get his jokes? Okay, she didn't usually laugh at them, but she got them. Who'd trade her date nut loaf for his brownies? Who'd do the sixteen paragraphs of techno-babble he usually ignored – and knew he could ignore because Sam would deal?
Fine. He was grown man. He could keep his libido under control. He wouldn't change a thing about Sam.
2. Dr. Daniel Jackson was a pain in the ass. He had the arrogance of the over educated and it drove Cam up the wall how inflexible he could be when he thought he was right. Okay, he was right more often than he was wrong but that wasn't the point. The point was, once the good doctor got an idea in his head it practically took an act of god to get it out – although they were kind of running out of actual gods. And the whole curiosity killed the cat thing? Oh, Daniel was the epitome of that!
And after ten years, Daniel had the running and the shooting and the strategy and the tactic pretty much down but the whole following orders thing, not so much.
If he could change anything about SG-1, he'd put Daniel Jackson behind a desk and... there'd be no one to make one of those last minute lateral moves that kept them all breathing. Daniel might not run through his lives quite so quickly but the rest of them, well, fairly toasted. And without Daniel, who'd make the 'we come in peace' speech? In spite of ten years of betrayals, and ambushes, and pitched battles more often than not, Daniel could still say the words with a straight face and make people believe them -- because he did. And who'd trade his vanilla cream cookies for those raspberry chocolate things?
Fine. When it came right down to it, he admired the way Daniel had maintained his faith in humanity in spite of everything. If SG-1 was a weapon, Daniel was the safety and Cam could cope with a few arguments if it meant they took the time to consider both sides of an issue. He wouldn't change a thing about Daniel.