Attention Disclaimer: They aren't mine. I'm just messing with them. I'll put 'em back. I swear.

Papers

It was a warm day in the end of May and Sam was taking a day off. Daniel was sick and Teal'c was home celebrating some Jaffa holiday. Sam sat in a tree writing in her diary about her feelings for a certain CO. Sam got tired of writing soon. She jumped down and headed for the house. She searched the refrigerator for something to drink and soon found some juice. Sam slurped it down and went to read her book.

There was a knock on the door. Sam jumped at the noise. Get a grip Sam, she thought, God, its only Jack. "Come on in!" she shouted.

"Hey, Carter," Jack said.

"What's with the formality, Jack?" Sam whined. "Or can you not remember my first name?" She grinned. "Oh, I know! My house looks like the SGC!"

"Oh, c'mon, Sam! You know I'm just messing with ya'! I'm hungry. Can I order pizza or something? What do you want? It doesn't matter to me. C'mon, take your pick!"

"Jack, what do you really want? Me?"

"That's my brilliant major! How'd you guess?"

"You're always 'hungry' when you want to do something with me. What is it this time? Bowling? Fishing? Kissing?"

"Probably closer to that last one." Jack sat down next to her as Sam put her book on the table. A shadow crossed her face. "What's up, Sam? I know that look so don't say 'nothing', alright?"

Sam looked up at him, teary-eyed. "I thought I lost you on Edora," she said shakily.

Jack reached over and pulled her closer to him. "Sam, you didn't lose me," he said softly. "I wouldn't be here if you did."

Sam giggled and she rested her head on his shoulder. She grasped his hand tightly. "Well, just in case I do lose you, I wanted you to know that I love you." And for the first time since they met, their eyes locked. Sam looked away.

Jack got angry. "What? Am I not good enough for you?" He stood up and headed for the door.

"Jack! Jack, wait!" Sam stood up and froze. Jack turned around. Sam, getting her senses back, ran to him. She kissed him hard. Jacks eyes widened.

"Whoa," he stated simply, eyes wide with shock.

Sam grinned. "My house still look like the SGC, Sir? 'Cause if it does, there will be no more of that." She slapped him playfully on the chest.

"No ma'am!" Jack replied. "And screw the regs!" He grinned. He picked Sam up and cradled her in his arms.

"To my room, Colonel!" Jack looked right and left. He saw a door on the left.

Jack headed for the room. " Why do I have a feeling I'll be going this way many times in my lifetime?"

Sam woke up. She looked at her clock. 7:30. She turned around and saw Jack, sleeping beside her. She heard the phone ring. She walked to the kitchen and picked it up. "Carter," she answered.

"Major, have seen Colonel O'Niell? I haven't heard from him at all."

"Yes, Sir. He's in my room sleeping."

"Sleeping, Major? In your bed?"

"Yes, Sir," Sam said hesitantly.

"I want to see both of you as soon s possible," Hammond hung up. Sam bolted for her room.

She flicked Jack in the ear. "Wake up, Colonel!"

Jack sat straight up, confused. "What?"

"Do you have your resignation papers?"

The End