A knock came at the door. After quickly putting her laptop into hibernation, she ran clad-footed to the door. Her hand twisted the knob to reveal her visitor.
"Sir," she spoke in a slightly surprised tone.
"Can I come in," he replied.
"Yeah, of course," she stepped back opening the door. He followed her inside to the kitchen. "So what's up?"
"I guess I'm just not dealing well." He sighed, "I know you're mad at me."
She snorted, "Oh, you got the message then?"
"Sam," he spoke just above a whisper, "I did what had to be done regardless of moral conflicts and consequences. There was no other choice! As the team leader I have to make the hard decisions, you know that."
"I know, it's just…God Jack! Do you realize how many people we just killed? And you personally killed Alar!"
His eyes widened as his face tightened, "You don't think I know that!" Seeing Sam bite down on her bottom lip, he softened. "You eat yet?"
"No, why don't we order pizza and…" she shrugged, "we don't have to talk. Maybe we could just cuddle?"
He shyly smiled, "Yeah, I'd like that."
The doorbell rang. While Sam chose a movie, Jack answered the door and paid for the pizza. He strolled back to the living room with plates and napkins sitting on the pizza box and two beers in hand. "So what're we watching?"
"Robin Hood: Men in Tights," she turned towards him as he handed her an open beer. Hand in hand they sat back on the couch. After pressing play on the remote, they chose their slices of pizza.
"So, if you don't mind me asking, which one of your parents raised you to eat barbeque pepperoni pizza?"
This caused Sam to emit a soft snort then cover her mouth in attempt to not spray Jack with beer. Instantly, the corners of her mouth twisted down. "It was my mom's favorite."
His arms wrapped around her shoulders as he pulled her to his chest. "I'm sorry."
She nodded, "I know." Neither of them moved for some time. Eventually, Sam stood and took Jack's hand.
"I should go," he spoke softly.
"Stay," she pleaded with a tear in the corner of her eye. Giving up, Jack followed her to the bedroom. He turned around knowing that Sam had let her guard down and that at this moment they were both vulnerable. "You know this night can only end two ways."
"How's that," she inquired while putting on her shirt.
"Tonight's either going to end in regret or comfort, personally I'd prefer comfort."
"Jack," he turned towards her, "promise you won't leave." Seeing that she was fully dressed he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I promise," he spoke as he nuzzled into the crook of her neck. Jack pulled away first allowing them to tuck themselves into bed. As usual, he lay on his back staring at the ceiling. Sam flipped onto her side and rested herself on his chest; slowly he moved his arm from under his head to her waist.
Within a few minutes Sam was out cold and Jack mindlessly rubbed the curve of her waist. Nearly an hour later, he drifted into a light sleep only to be woken by the ringing of a phone. He answered the phone, "What?"
"Jack?"
"Yes Daniel, now what the hell do you want?"
"Uh, the General needs all of SG-1 on base ASAP. So, uh, if you could bring Sam with you that'd be great." Daniel was about to continue speaking when the line went dead.
Jack moaned, slowly waking up. "Sam," she did not reply, "come on Sam, Danny called and we got to get to work."
"Wha," Sam slurred. "Don wanna get'p."
He nodded before swinging his legs over the side of the bed and standing up. Her head hit the pillow softly causing her to wake. "Where you going," she asked without slurring.
"Daniel called, we've been ordered back to base." He stumbled slightly as he pulled his pants up. Hesitantly, Sam crawled out of bed and shuffled to her closet. Along with under-garments, she grabbed a pair of jeans and a Beatles tee-shirt. "Didn't know you were a fan."
She turned to him, "Strawberry Fields Forever is my all time favorite song. Are you a Beatles fan Jack?"
"Sure, though Steven Tyler is the god of Rock and Roll." She giggled slightly, "Stop that, I've got to put on my Colonel face and you're not helping."
"Sorry," she walked until she was directly in front of him. Grinning slightly she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him softly.
"Same time same place next time we're allowed off base?" He teased slightly.
"Jack," she responded, "next time bring a change of clothes."
"That's a yes?" Sam kissed him again signaling her answer.
After stopping by the lockers, they made their way to the briefing room. "Dad," Sam walked casually into Jacob's arms. Seeing General Hammond already sitting in the chair at the head of the table Jack cringed slightly. After shaking Jacob's hand, he took the seat next to Sam.
"So general, what's up?"
Jacob answered, "Well Jack, the High Council sent me to ask for your help with an experiment. Personally, I would advise not to offer to help with this one."
"If you're so against it, why'd you come?" General Hammond asked with a confused look on his face.
"I wanted to see Sam," Jacob replied.
"Right," Jack interrupted. "So what is it that the Tok'ra want our help with?"
"We found these arm bands, they're suppose to give any human that wears them incredible speed and strength."
"So what's the problem?" Jack stopped doodling and looked up.
"The problem," Jacob replied , "is that they've never been tested on humans. We don't know how they'll affect you."
"Dad," Sam interrupted, "why don't the Tok'ra test them on themselves?"
"They're Gould sensitive."
"Is that it?" Daniel asked without averting his gaze from his paperwork.
"Uh, no. The Tok'ra were wondering if you'd be interested in helping us take out a minor Gould."
"Assuming the mission is deemed safe SG-1 has a go. Now would you kindly inform us about this mission?" The general seemed optimistic.
"I'll be going undercover as an incredibly minor Gould and I'm in need of some human slaves."
Jack rolled his eyes, "Fine. When do we leave?"
"Well, I told the High Council that I would leave immediately after speaking with you but that was a flat out lie. I'd like to leave in about a week but whatever works for you."
"Alright," the general began.
"Which minor Gould are we visiting?" Daniel interrupted.
"Hapy."
"No, seriously." Jack asked in a more serious tone.
"He's not joking Jack," Daniel answered, "Hapy is a legit Egyptian god."
General Hammond rolled his eyes, "Fine. Move out."
Sam and Jack left the base around 17:00hrs and agreed to meet back at Sam's. Sam got there first and put two Marie Calendar's Chicken Pot Pies in the oven. After putting them in the oven she moved to her walk-in pantry and grabbed the bag of potatoes. Half an hour later the pot-pies were almost done and there were hot mashed potatoes to go with.
At exactly 18:30hrs the doorbell rang. Jack froze as Sam answered the door; she still wore the Beatles shirt but had no pants on. "Hi, I uh…"
"Are you going to come in?"
"Yeah," he stepped inside. "Smells good,"
"Thanks its chicken pot pies and mashed potatoes." They walked into the kitchen and served themselves. On the table sat two glasses of wine which were joined by their human counterparts.
For probably the first time ever, Jack and Sam had a real conversation that did not mention work. About fifteen minutes later they were both done, Jack cleared the table while Sam dug in the freezer for ice cream. Finally, she pulled out a carton of Chunky Monkey.
Ice cream in hand she joined him on the couch to watch the premier of a new NCIS-they only watched the first half. When Sam got up to put away the ice cream she invited Jack to bed. "It's only…19:30hrs."
"I never said I was planning on sleeping." Sam teased.
"Oh," Jack turned off the T.V. and followed her to the bedroom. Both of them stripped while in the others grasp. Sam broke their kiss long enough to pull her shirt off over her head and Jack did the same.
The next week went by quickly and Monday came. In the gate-room stood all of SG-1 and Jacob, all five of them were dressed in BDUs and Jacob carried a duffle filled with their clothes for the mission.
General Hammond spoke over the intercom as the kawoosh formed, "SG-1, you have a go. God speed."
Jack nodded, "Move out." He and Sam took point, Daniel and Teal'c brought up the rear, and Jacob was in the middle.
The wormhole shut down as they made their way across a wide open field which had a cargo ship sitting in the middle. In a little over ten minutes they reached the ship and piled in. Jacob checked all the systems and when they were green the ship took off.
"So dad," Jack sat in the co-pilot seat, "how long is this jaunt going to take?"
"Probably a good three days," Jacob stood and walked toward the rear compartment.
"Uh Jake,"
"What Jack?"
"If you're over there then who the hell is flying the ship?" Jack asked obviously confused.
"It's on auto-pilot," Jacob rolled his eyes. "Don't wake me unless someone's dead or dying."
Jack nodded as he closed the door to the bunk room behind him. It opened nearly as soon as it shut and Sam and Daniel scurried out. Sam sat in the pilot's seat and Daniel moved into the ring room. "Hey," Jack placed his hand on Sam's knee.
"Hey," Sam answered.
"What's up?"
She shook her head, "A boy asked Cassie out the day we left. She asked me for advice and I wasn't sure what to say. As a kid, and as an adult before I met you, I made horrible choices regarding men. As a person who lost their virginity at fifteen what am I suppose to tell a fourteen year old that looks up to me?"
"Well, when you put it that way…yeah I guess I can see the problem there. So what did you tell her?"
Sam shrugged, "I told her that she'll know when she's ready to be sexually active and that no boy can make that decision for her."
He smiled, "Now that is good advice. When she asks me is it okay to tell her something similar?"
"Hey Sam, come here." Daniel called from the other room.
Sam rolled her eyes. "Coming." She stood and shared a kiss with Jack. "And yes," she spoke before leaving, "I'd like you to encourage Cassie to stay celibate."
Jack gulped as the ship's door opened revealing the Jaffa on the other side. Jacob moved first followed by the rest of SG-1 as they were led to Hapy's throne room. "Punctual as ever Bes."
"Indeed my lord." Jacob's mouth moved as Selmac's voice came.
"Your servants are most handsome, as you are now my servant it would be best if you detached from the servi. For the moment however, I will allow you to keep them to aid you in your work."
"Thank you my lord, I will not fail you." Hapy nodded and stormed out of the room followed by his Jaffa. When the door closed, Jacob stood and sauntered out of the room followed by SG-1. They arrived in Jacob's chambers.
"Alright kids," Jacob spoke, "my operative on board will shut down all ship systems in fifteen minutes. I'll go straight to the ship and get it running, the rest of you need to plant as much god damn C4 as possible. Set them to remote activated and meet me at the ship."
SG-1 changed back into their BDUs while Jacob got a head start on getting to the cargo ship. Right on time the ships alarms went off. One by one they ran off to plant C4. Teal'c arrived at the ship first, followed by Sam and Daniel.
"Where's Jack," Jacob questioned without looking over his shoulder.
Unsure, Sam spoke into the radio. "Sir, its Carter, what's your ETA?"
"I ran into a fuckin Jaffa on my way back. My knee's shot, I'm not going to be able to make it back to the ship."
"How about a ring platform?"
"Maybe, I'll radio you when I reach one. If it takes over ten and the clock hits zero then leave, that's an order."
The cargo ship sat in utter silence until the radio crackled to life. "I'm at the ring platform, beam me up Scotty."
Jack stood in the center of the rings waiting for them to burst to life. Suddenly they did. When he rematerialized he found himself surrounded by Jaffa.
"Dad," Sam stopped midsentence.
"Damn it…" Jacob uttered.
"If we didn't ring up Jack then who did?" Daniel asked softly.
Jacob shook his head, "There's no other ship on the radar."
"What's that mean?"
Sam answered, "It means we have no idea who the hell has him."
Howdy folks-I know I've been AWOL for the past few months but here's a new one for you. This story is in response to a challenge posted stargatechick11. Not! related to any of my other stories. Please review and vote in my poll-on profile page.
Jack has gone missing on a mission(still alive). Sam gets married to Pete who is very abusive. Sam somehow becomes pregnant with Jacks child. Can be multiple birth. Three years later Jack is found. He has no recollection of the past three years. He helps Sam after he finds out what happens to her.
Must be based in season 4 or up to early season 7.
Must have Janet and Jacob in it.
Sam stays in the air force and is promoted