SYNOPSIS: Sam has just returned from Atlantis and is vacationing with Jack up at the cabin when they are joined by the rest of SG-1. Jack and Sam learn something about a future only Teal'c remembers. . .
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There will be 6 parts to this. They're all written so it's just a matter of posting them all.
A Future that Will Never Be
Part 1
Sam rolled onto her back with a breathless moan and grinned satisfactorily at the sated, somewhat dazed, look on Jack's face. She rubbed her cheek against his damp arm and inhaled slowly, enjoying the mingled scent of sweat, sex and his unique spicy aftershave.
"Are you sure it's ok?" she asked but all she got in response was a barely audible grunt.
She felt guilty for exhausting him with sex and then asking but she wasn't above using her womanly wiles to avoid an argument - or get him to agree to something he otherwise might have vetoed – in that oh-so-loveable unique style she'd come to love – and hate.
"I mean – it's been so long-"
"Said it was fine," he interrupted with a sleepy yawn.
Sam opened her mouth to continue but clamped it shut again when he rolled over and buried his face in her neck. The arm on which she was laying tightened under her shoulder and his other slid across her stomach to wrap around her waist. His restless fingers, always in constant motion, massaged circles across her bare skin.
She pressed her lips against his damp forehead and allowed a satisfied smile to pass across her face at his possessive embrace. She'd missed this. More than she was ready to admit to any living soul at the moment. Satisfied with his response, she tangled her legs with his and allowed herself to begin to drift off to sleep.
"But did you really have to invite them up here a week after you've been gone for a year?"
Sam lifted her head and looked down at him. His eyes were still closed and she squinted to see if she could see any sort of annoyance written on his chiseled features. If she hadn't known him so well, she'd have thought he was angry, but she noticed the twitch of an eyebrow and a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth and knew he'd turned the tables on her and used her nervous anticipation to catch her off guard. She lightly slapped his shoulder.
"Funny, Jack."
One eye popped open and regarded her without blinking. The action caused a sliver of insecurity to tighten in her chest and she leaned back down so that her face was even with his. Her fingers absently stroked the damp hair at his nape.
"Jack-"
The eyelid slid shut again. "I said it was fine."
Sam sighed and resisted the urge to crawl out from under him and settle a safe upcoming-argument-distance away. "But it's not fine."
"Didn't say that."
"You didn't have to."
Sam swallowed nervously. She didn't want to argue with him. They'd just spent a blissful week and a half at the cabin with nothing to do but fish, sleep, hike, and have lots and lots of desperately missed sex. She'd hardly even missed Atlantis though she still smarted at the way she'd been removed from her first real command. He'd distracted her in the most innovative and pleasurable ways, and only now, when they were on the verge of being joined by their closest friends, was she unsure whether or not she should have even issued the invitation in the first place.
His voice was rough, with annoyance or sleep, Sam couldn't tell. "Haven't seen much of Danny and T in the last year. It's fine."
She'd known him long enough to read between the lines. "But you'd rather we spend the rest of the week up here alone."
Both eyes popped open and he leaned back quickly and looked down the naked length of her body. An eyebrow quirked and the shiver that raced down her body as his fingers danced across her hip forced her to bite her bottom lip to hold back the moan.
"Yeah."
Sam wrapped her arms around his shoulders and she leaned forward to press her lips to that sensitive point on his neck. "I promise to make it up to you," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin.
Suddenly, she found herself on her back with his long, hard body pressed into her soft, feminine curves.
"You betcha you will."
TBC
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