Description: What happens when Sam accidently becomes the other woman? Sorry I kinda suck at summery and I don't want to give too much away.
Setting: I think it'd be around end of season 8 beginning of season 9ish in a AU. I kind of deviated from the actual storyline, It's basically the same but instead of getting promoted into the pentagon Jack just retired.
Disclaimer: I own nothing
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She rang the doorbell and waited impatiently. "How long does it take to answer a door?" she asked herself, growing more nervous by the second.
"Carter, what a pleasant surprise. What are you doing here?" Jack asked answering the door.
"I…uh…" She was speechless. She had spent so much time just trying to get the nerve to do this she forgot to think about what she was going to say.
"Carter?" He asked not sure why she was standing at his front door. "Is everything ok?"
"Yeah everything's fine." She said smiling.
"Then why are you here?" He asked confused.
"Can't a friend visit another friend?" She finally said.
"Yeah they can. Usually a friend would give another friend a little heads up." Jack said still a little confused on what was going on, this wasn't like her to just show up.
"I was in the neighborhood."
"I strongly doubt that. I live way out of the way of just about everything, what on earth would you be doing all the way out here?" He asked.
"Ok I admit it, it's a little weird not seeing you at work every day and I thought I'd stop by to say hi and see how you're doing." She said relieved she finally thought of a half way decent reason to be here.
"You should have called, my house is kind of a mess right now." He said looking over his shoulder at his living room.
"I'm sorry." She nervously giggle. "I guess this is really weird of me I should go." She turned around to leave.
"No no, you drove all the way here you should at least come in and have a beer."
"Are you sure? I don't want to inconvenience you." She said turning around to face him again.
"No, it's no inconvenience to me. I was just doing the same thing I do everyday…. Nothing." He opened the door wider so she could come in.
"So how are you liking retired life?" She asked.
"Here let me take you coat." He said reaching his hand out to take it. "And retired life has its advantages... I guess. I've been working on my cooking." He said as she handed him her coat.
"That's good. I think I'd go nuts being retired."
"That's the difference between us, Carter." he tried to think of something witty to say. "You love work and I… don't." He said giving up.
"I don't love work." She said walking towards the living room. He gave her a look. "I may really like work, but I wouldn't say I love it." She sat on the couch.
He laughed a little "Whatever you say. So do you want a beer?" He asked walking into the kitchen.
"Yes that'd be great thank you." She loved the idea of something to calm her nerves.
"What's on your mind?" He asked handing her a beer and sitting down in the chair with a beer of his own.
"What do you mean?" She sipped some of her beer.
"I've known you for how long now? I think I can tell when something's up with you and there is definitely something up with you." He sat back and relaxed in his chair.
"No. I guess I just miss you." Her eyes practically bugged out of her head realizing what she just said. "Not like that, I just meant" She searched for the right words to say.
"Relax, Carter, I know what you meant."
"You do?" She asked relieved.
"Yes." He laughed a little. "Why are you so tense today?"
"I don't know." She took another drink hoping to think of something to say. "I think work's just been really stressful lately."
"What's been going on?" He asked leaning forward intrigued.
"I'd rather not talk about it, sir." She said.
"You know, I'm retired now. You don't have to call me sir." He said drinking some of his beer trying to play it off like it was no big deal even though they both knew what that meant.
"And you don't have to call me Carter anymore." She said.
"Right." He took a deep breath. "So, Sam, how have you been?" he was amazed how naturally her name rolled off his tongue.
"Pretty good, Jack." She smiled saying his name.
"I'm not gonna lie, that sounds a little strange hearing you say my first name." He said.
Her smile quickly faded. "Yeah, felt a little strange saying it."
"But I think it's something I can get used to." He said as her smile returned.
But only for a second before she realized what she was doing and tried to hide it. "I need to use the bathroom" She said setting her beer on the coffee table and standing up.
"You remember where it is right?" He asked as she already started walking away.
"Yep." She practically ran to the bathroom. "What are you doing Samantha?" She asked herself. "This is ridiculous." She rubbed her hands on her face trying to get a grip on her emotions. "No you can do this." She took a deep breath. "you came here today with a mission and you're going to complete it." she sighed. "That's stupid I should just go home." She paced back and forth in the bathroom debating what to do. Finally she took a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom.
"Hey" Jack said. Sam realized he was now in the kitchen and walked towards him. "I was thinking about making a pizza or something. You want something to eat?"
"I'm not really hungry." She said walking closer to him. She was so nervous her hands were shaking.
"Ok there's definitely something going on with you." He said noticing her hands.
"I-" She frozen. She couldn't move at all, she couldn't even speak so she just stood there and stared into his eyes hoping he could somehow read her mind. "I-" she tried again.
He took a step closer to her "I think I know what's going on." He said looking back into the big blue eyes staring at him.
"You do?" she asked biting her lip.
"Uh-huh." He started leaning in. He didn't stop leaning in until there was barely any space between their two heads. She was so anxious about what was about to happen she almost stopped breathing. Jack felt every shallow breath she took as she exhaled on his lips. He had thought about this moment a million times before never believing it would ever actually happen.
"We…." She tried to talk again but being this close to him gave her butterflies like she hasn't had since high school. "We shouldn't." she finally whispered.
"Why not?" His breath fell hot against her face.
"I…" She knew there were some really good reasons but for some reason she didn't understand, she couldn't even think of one. "We just shouldn't." She said softly.
"Isn't that why you're here?" He asked.
They were still just barely not touching. "I don't know why I'm here." She lied knowing he was right but too afraid to admit it.
"Fine." He said pulling his head back. "Then I'm gonna make a pizza." He turned away from her and when back to looking in the freezer for a pizza.
"No." she said as her heart dropped.
"Isn't this what you want?" he said knowing the answer.
"Yeah I guess." She said sighing disappointed in her herself.
"Looks like I'm out of pizza. I'm gonna have to order some is pepperoni ok with you?" He said walking over to the phone.
"Yeah sounds fine." She started to walk back to the couch. "You know what, no, no it's not." She turned around and practically ran at him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
"Finally!" he said lifting her up a little as she wrapped her legs around his back.
She pulled her head away for a minute only to breathe and say. "Bedroom." She didn't have to tell him twice and before she knew it he had carried her to bedroom and laid her back on the bed. "Finally." She whispered.
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A/N: What do you think of it so far? I'll try to put up a new chapter every other day or so. I already have the whole thing typed up so it's not like it's going to take me days to write the next chapter or anything, I just need to remember to add the new chapters, but the more comments I get the more likely I am to remember :P