"WHAT!" Jack barked into the phone as he silently cursed whoever was calling him a 03:00 hours. He lay in his bed on his front in only his Simpsons boxers. His gold eyes misted and imbedded with sleep.
"Sir?" Sam's voice sounded a little nervous. "Sorry I woke you"
"It's alright Carter, what do you need?" Jack said a little less grouchily.
"Well Sir, I was hoping you could come and get me?" Sam lied easily.
"Sure Carter, where are you?" Jack asked.
"I'm up at spring hall Sir." Sam said
"What the hell are you doing there?" Jack asked cradling the phone with his shoulder as he pulled on his jeans.
"Went clubbing with Janet and Cassie sir." Sam replied again lying. She didn't want to lie to Jack, but she also didn't want him to know she thought she was being followed. "Had a little too much to drink and I don't think I should drive. Janet and Cassie left a half hour ago, so I can't get a lift."
"I'll be right there."
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Jack pulled up to the curve next to Sam's bike in his truck. He started to worry when he couldn't see her when his boot was suddenly opened. He jumped out of the tuck and walked to the back only to stop at the sight that met his eyes.
Sam's wore a pale t-shirt and tight jeans, but it was her shallow measured breathing caught his attention, her wide alert blue eyes. Jacks gold eyes narrowed under his tanned eyelids slightly, watching Sam's agitated frame.
"Can you help me with my bike sir?" Sam asked suddenly.
"Sure Carter." Jack reached to help her heave the bike into his truck. "We taking this back to the SGC?" as they let it down into the boot.
Sam suddenly looked up, scanning the perimeter.
"What?" Jack asked seeing her weary expression.
"Nothing Sir." Sam turned from putting the bike in the truck and went to jump into the passenger side.
Jack jumped into the truck and looked at Sam. "Are you alright?"
"Yes Sir." Sam replied looking out the window to avoid his seeing her face.