I own nothing and can assure you that no one received any money over this trifle.

I know: another Sam and Jack story with the cliche "alien influence", but this would not leave me alone...seriously! So I caved and wrote it anyway. I had fun with it... I hope that you do too.

Also, the story refused to allow itself to be written in chronological order and I hope it reads easily enough...

Chapter 1:

Sam followed Jack into his office and closed the door behind her; anger and confusion marring her face. "What the hell was that about?"

Jack swiveled to face her once he was safely behind his desk. He just could not take much more of this. "Carter, just leave it."

"No, I don't think so. You know that the Parr would not send anything that we could analyze here. That product is just what she said it was...perfume. You didn't have to yell at Vala like that."

Jack's face turned mutinous and closed. Lips pursing tightly he stared at the woman across from him. Only meters away and it felt like a great canyon. "Just leave it."

Sam shook her head "Why?" She didn't really know why she was pushing the issue. She didn't really want Vala to have the perfume either; but some perverse part of her wanted to pluck at the unhealed wound left by P7X-465.

Jack slammed his chair against the wall causing Sam to startle. He met her wide blue eyes over the desk. "I don't want to have to smell that damn perfume in the halls Carter. I don't want to have it hit me like it did today. I don't want to feel like something slammed into me so hard I can't breathe."

Sam opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out.

"I don't want to be transported back to the only time I've ever been able to possess you...to touch you with my hands...to taste you with my mouth..."

Her mouth went dry as Jack slowly came around the desk and closed the gap between them. She backed up and didn't stop until her back hit the wall.

Jack ignored her response and continued towards her. "...to feel your body stretched across mine...to finally be able to move and drive inside of you." He paused only for a moment as he closed in on his Sam, still staring at him with wide blue eyes. "...to hear you cry out for me... to finally finally find release from the torture I've endured for the last ten years. You want that scent to be on another woman Sam? I don't. I can barely hold on to my sanity right now. I want you."

Leaning in he breathed against her neck up to her ear "Tell me Carter...Sam...If I touched you right now what would it make you feel? Would I find you as ready for me as I am for you?"

For a moment Sam's heart just stopped in her chest, then it began to pound so hard that she was certain the next room would hear. Memory; barely held at bay; cascaded and crashed into her...yes she wanted Jack, she had always wanted Jack. His body stood near enough that she could feel the heat from it radiating against hers. Logic and rules and regulations began to blur and lose their focus... in their place was passion and desire and need. Her soft whimper was all the encouragement Jack needed. His mouth moved over hers. His tongue probed the depths of her mouth sliding against hers muffling her soft cries of pleasure.

Her arms rose...to push him away her mind said vaguely...however, unbidden they ignored her mind and wound around his neck. Fingers clutching and holding him ever closer.

Jack groaned and his body tilted; pressing against hers. His mouth nibbled at her lower lip then followed the curve of her chin back to her neck. God she tasted good and he wanted more...all of her...all over again. He never wanted it to stop!

They were both jarred back into reality at the strong knock at his office door. Jack cursed and drew back from Sam "What?!" he shouted at the door. "I'm busy..." He muffled a curse as Sam broke free and escaped through the opening door.