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Strong language, light violence and there will be sex. Don't read if you'll be offended.

This is another set after Threads. Its a bit different from anything I've done before...

'I can't do this right now'

'Well when can we do it?' Jack shouted angrily, 'you come round my house to confess…what that you have feelings for me? We already knew that. My relationship fails, you cancel your wedding – and now you just want things to go back to the way they were?'

'No, I, I don't know! My dad just died for fucks sake. As you so kindly pointed out I've just broken off my engagement. How the hell am I meant to deal with any of this.' Sam yelled, 'Just. Get. Out.'

'No!'

Both of them stood in Sam's hallway glaring at each other. The general had, kindly she thought at the time, offered to drive her home. That afternoon in his yard it had all seemed so clear. Now things were back to how they had been for the last 8 years. Both single, both wanting each other. But she couldn't bring herself to break the status quo. She wanted him but right at that moment Sam couldn't see how it could work. She didn't want to talk to him, she just wanted to curl up into a small ball somewhere and wait for everything in her head to calm down. Wait until she could make rational decisions again. But he had kept pushing and pushing until she just snapped. Which was how they had ended up, here in her doorway, shouting at each other.

Spinning on her heel Sam moved further into her house. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of trying to force him out. Jack stared after her. He still could never quite work her out. He had thought it would be simpler now somehow but things were never simple where they were concerned. Making up his mind he slammed the door behind him and followed her through to her kitchen.

'I told you to get out!' Sam turned to see Jack stalking towards her. For a moment her breath caught in her throat. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen him so enraged. Sam froze and he ended up towering over her, his dark eyes flashing with anger.

'Piss off' she managed. The words had nearly caught in her throat but the situation seemed to quickly be spiralling out of her control. Verbal abuse was all she could grasp hold of.

Her words didn't seem to register however as Jack grasped both of her arms and roughly pushed her against the counter before grinding himself into her.

'Do you feel how much I want you?' he said in a low growl his voice vibrating through her chest.

Sam tensed feeling real fear now. With the men on SG1 she had always felt safe and protected. Now she just wanted to run. Jack lowered his head towards her lips and kissed her roughly, forcing his tongue into her mouth. All she could think was this wasn't how I wanted our first real kiss.

Her mind flashed back to all the times over the years when she'd imagined them together. All the fantasies she'd had. None of them had been like this. As the images she'd constructed of her and Jack kissing flashed through her mind she felt her body begin to respond. She realised her lips had relaxed, and that the kiss had begun to deepen. More importantly Jack had loosened his grip on her arms.

Jerking her head back she stared up angrily at him and was surprised to see the tenderness in his face. Her angry words died on her lips, her confusion evident on her face. Before she could think of words Jack had turned and left, his deep sigh as he opened the door echoing around the suddenly empty house.

So? Carry on to the next chapter?