Disclaimer: Character's aren't mine.

A/N: ''indicate thoughts and "" indicate speech.

A/N 2: I wrote this story, one of my first ever, absolutely YEARS ago! Thought it was high time to give it a tune up and post it here. :-)

~ The Bond Between Mother and Daughter ~

Chapter 1

Sam stared at the door in front of her as if it was the most fascinating thing she had ever seen. But in truth she was deep in thought. 'Am I really considering doing this? What has come over me?' She silenced that voice of reason in her mind and rang the door bell.

Jack O'Neill was relaxing in front of the of the old idiot box watching a game of boxing that wasn't really holding his attention, when the door bell rang. He was actually glad to be rescued from his lonely night alone, but at the same time wondered who could be visiting at...he looked at the clock…2200 hours. If the mountain needed him they would call or page him.

He unlocked and opened the door to his house to see Sam there, just staring at him. She looked beautiful 'As always' he thought to himself. She also looked different somehow, preoccupied, 'something on her mind maybe?'

He realised that they were both just standing there, Sam was looking him up and down, not keeping eye contact for more then a second before letting her eyes wonder to another part of him. Jack had never seen her like this before. He invited her in wordlessly, indicating with his hands and standing back.

She took the offer and walked into his house, hearing the door click shut behind her. This sent her mind back to reality again, 'What do I think I am doing here? Am I really here to try and seduce her commanding officer?'

"What can I do for you Carter?" Just his voice scent a warm heat rushing through her body, she knew she wanted him right now. No matter what reason was telling her, her body was telling her otherwise.

She felt as though what her mind was telling her was irrelevant in the grand scheme of things, her heart and body were in control now. But most of all the wanting, the all consuming need was in control.

"Carter? Sam..." he said softer, she appeared to be deep in thought, although he could still see something in her eyes that was still there...with him.

His voice. Speaking her name. After that she knew she would be incapable of leaving this house without having him, even if she did want to, which she knew she didn't.

Jack was still waiting for her to say something, anything, when she crossed the distance between them and immediately brought her hands to circle his neck and pull his lips down to hers. She pressed herself against him, showing him what she wanted instead of voicing it.

Jack found himself in a state of shock, a responsive state of shock, he was kissing her back. When reason was finally able to enter his suddenly desire soaked brain he pulled back from her, looked at her and found that he didn't know quite what to say to her. It occurred to him that maybe he didn't know what to say because this wasn't really something he wanted to argue about, what he did want to do was let her do what she clearly came here to do.

Sam was the first to brake the silence "Jack...please..." He didn't' know how she did it but with that small utterance of his given name from her lips, he was feeling like putty in her hands.

The urge to give in to her was overwhelming, she was still standing there, looking him up and down. This was not like Sam at all, then again Jack had never seen her with her eyes so filled with desire, 'For me?' The usually sky blue depths had turned into inky dark ocean of molten desire. Just looking at them was intoxicating.

Sam knew she couldn't wait any longer, she needed him now. She closed the gap between her body and his once more and wound her arms around his waist and pressed there lower bodies together, Jack gave out a low moan at the contact, eyes locked on hers.

Jack was so dangerously close to giving in to her, despite the regulations and his own misgivings regarding her current state of mind. Sam was growing impatient from longing, she grinded her pelvis into his manhood, all reservation on her part were now gone, they had been replaced completely by the primal instinct she was earlier fighting. But now didn't want to fight anymore.

Jack felt himself grow and harden as she moved, now rubbing her entire body into his. Jack caught her face with his hands and pulled her lips up to meet his in a passionate, earth shatteringly intense kiss. The kiss broke finally and Sam moaned, both from the intensity of the kiss and his submission to her. She wound a free hand around his neck and pulled his lips to her neck, encouraging him to make love to her. He accepted her invitation immediately now, and begun his worshiping of her body.

TBC…