pairing: j/s OF COURSE

disclaimer: not mine, else things would have gone very differently

a/n: this is my first fanfic ever, so please read and review, and leave me lots of helpful tips. PLEASE

"You're taking some time off," the Colonel insisted.

Sam stared at him, her body resonating with fury. "I have a huge backlog of work and it's only going to build up if I leave for a few days!"

He stared at her impassively. "A week."

"Excuse me?" she retorted.

"I want you to take a week off. You've been under a lot of pressure recently, and with everything that's happened..." His voice trailed away and suddenly Sam became aware of how tired he looked. She was so used to seeing her CO as some kind of larger than life hero that it was shocking to see his vulnerability. She hadn't really stopped to think about the effect that shooting her must have had on him. She bit her lip and then decided to bend a little.

"Jack..."

His head whipped up and she cursed herself for going too far. "Sir, I mean, I didn't –"

He studied her intently, until she felt herself heat under his gaze. She swallowed, resisting the urge to lick her lips.

"Major, it's inappropriate for you to address me by name when we're on base."

She studied the scuff marks on the floor. "Yes Sir."

"However," he continued, "Teal'c has expressed a desire to visit the ocean."

Her eyes shot up and met his. "Sir?"

"Daniel and Teal'c and I were going to go stay at a friend's beach house in Florida for the next week. You'd be welcome to join us."

She was lost, swirling in a dark-chocolatey morass. The look he was giving her... her mouth went dry and she had to moisten her lips with her tongue before she could speak. "Are you sure?" she breathed.

He wasn't looking at her eyes anymore. "Of course. We can have that team holiday we always meant to."

Where had all the oxygen gone to? "So when do we leave?" she stammered.

His lips curved upwards. "Tomorrow, at oh-eight-hundred hours from the local air base. There's a transport we can hitch a ride on."

He was still staring at her mouth, and she could feel her skin tingle and her breasts grow heavy.

"Yes."

He raised his eyebrows. "Really?"

She sucked in another breath. "I am."

"Cool." Jack's smile grew, and Sam felt herself melt. He turned to leave, but stopped in the doorway. "And Sam? She just stared. "Remember to bring that little black bikini of yours."

Sam gripped onto the chair next to her for support as Jack chuckled and left the room. She could tell that her pale skin was burning.

This would be a holiday she'd never forget.

a/n: what do u think? should i keep going?