Disclaimer: I own none of these characters even though I wish dearly that I did

A/N: I hope you like this story. I've had tons of fun writing it and have just felt like I'm on a roll with it. Enjoy!

Sam giggled, "Did you really make them in a heart just for me?"

He smiled back as he placed his hands on her hips to slide her onto his lap, "Of course babe. There's no one else I'd rather make pancakes for, heart shaped or not."

She draped her arms around his neck, "I love you, Jack."

"I love you too, Sam," he paused to kiss her sweetly and briefly. "Now whatdaya say we eat some pancakes?"

They spent the better part of the next hour feeding each other pancakes and eating two full plates. They loved spending as much time as possible close together. After years of keeping things strictly professional, they had a lot of making up to do.

After finishing the pancakes, Sam took the dishes to the sink to rinse them off. Jack snuck up behind her and slid his hands around her waist. "You're so beautiful when you're all domestic like this," he murmured quietly in her ear, kissing a trail down her throat.

She pushed back against him as she finished the dishes. "You saying I'm not hot in the field?" she asked, turning in his arms to face him.

He pulled her closer to him, "You're always my beautiful Sam no matter where we're at. You're as hot in muddy and wet BDUs as you are cooking in my kitchen. I love waking up next to you and seeing you peaceful and relaxed and so close to me. I love being a part of your life, now more than ever before."

She snuck her arms around his neck, "And I love being in the arms of the man I love as much as I want to be. I love seeing you relaxed and not having to worry about watching my six all the time."

"Well now I watch your six for a whole different reason," he smirked, leaning down and capturing her lips with his. He pushed her back and lifted her up onto the counter. She lifted her legs up and around behind his own and went to deepen the kiss. He let her, grazing his teeth along her bottom lip, earning a faint moan from her. He settled his hands on her hips, gently squeezing them. She ran her hands through his short graying hair, tugging slightly as she went. He pulled back, not wanting things to get too far. He did have plans for their day after all. He leaned his forehead against her own, "God I don't know if I could love you any more than I already do."

Sam brushed her lips against his once more. "I don't know if that'd be possible."

"Tell you what. Let's go get dressed and head out to go see that new exhibit at the museum today that you were so excited about. It'll be fun. Then maybe we can get some dinner after?"

Sam kissed him soundly once more, "And this is why I love you." She squealed as he picked her up and spun her around, "Jack! Your knees!"

He grinned and adjusted her in his arms, now with one arm under her knees and one behind her back. "Oh but it's worth it!" he laughed as he took off up the stairs to their bedroom. He fell on top of her on the bed, "Well hello there gorgeous. Want to go shower then get dressed? I'll be waiting out here. And besides it's nearly noon already, I doubt very much we'll be eating lunch today."

Sam pulled his head down for one more quick kiss before rolling them over so she was on top. "Sounds like a plan flyboy. Behave yourself while I'm gone," she smirked as she slid off him.

He watched her walk away and knew she was putting a bit more swing into her hips than normal. That cheeky minx! He ran a hand down his face. He had to get the image of that smile out of his head before things went south. He groaned. How was this gorgeous woman his? She was so much younger than him. He heard the water start and jumped as a towel clad Sam stepped out of the bathroom.

"Sorry I forgot my brush," she grinned at his open mouth face. Oh how she loved to tease him.

He mentally slapped himself. How could he find one woman so damn attractive? It would always be a mystery to him. She was miles of legs and toned muscle. Her hair was longer now than when they had first met, and he absolutely loved it.

He stood and stretched, wincing as his back cracked. He rummaged through his drawers, pulling out a navy sweater and his favorite leather jacket. Looking through his jeans, he pulled out what he knew was Sam's favorite pair. He folded the clothes and placed them on top of the dresser. He had a box to find.

Sam hummed to herself in the shower. Saturday morning pancakes with Jack always put her in a good mood. She lathered up with soap and rinsed it off. Years after transferring out of the SGC she still stuck to military showers unless it was a particularly bad day. Less than 10 minutes after getting into the shower and she was done. She wrapped her hair up in a towel after drying off and threw a robe on. Knowing he had a date planned for them, she wanted to pick something cute to wear. As she stepped out of the bathroom, she saw the stack of his clothes sitting there and knew she had to match him. She went to their closet which was more hers anyway and pulled out a fitted navy and white striped dress and a white cardigan. She heard a low whistle come from the direction of the doorway and felt a blush start to creep up her cheeks.

"Jack stop it," she giggled as she heard him pad across the carpet towards her.

"I just find my lady very sexy in that tiny towel; I can't help it," he smirked, kissing her bare shoulder and resting his hands on her hips. "Now finish up. I'm waiting for that hot water." He kissed her cheek before releasing her and walking down the hall again.

She smiled and laid the clothes out on the bed. Moving back into the bathroom she grabbed what makeup she would need and took it back out to their dresser. Leaning out the door and into the hall she called, "Honey, shower's open." Hearing a crash and a distant curse she laughed, thinking she scared him. She turned to the closet again, this time in search of shoes. Smiling as she heard him clomp up the stairs and toward their bedroom, she wasn't surprised to hear him muttering under his breath. She turned and put out a hand to stop him. He bumped into her outstretched hand, clearly in a daze. "Hey," she whispered as she leaned up to kiss him on the nose. "Thanks."

He smiled, "Anything for my favorite woman." He kissed her on the forehead before grabbing his clothes and heading into the bathroom.

She quickly changed into the dress as she heard the water start running. Attempting to get the zipper up she sighed. Of course she chose the one dress she couldn't zip herself. It could wait until he was done showering though. She turned back to the mirror, applied her makeup, and put her hair up into a ponytail, letting a few strands hang free. She heard the water shut off and waited patiently for her man to come out. Within a minute he stepped out with his pants and a sweater on. He was running a towel through his hair, but she knew it was practically already dry. "Hey honey could you help me with this? I can't seem to reach it," she said, taking a step closer to him. She could still feel the heat from the shower radiating off his body and longed to be held in his embrace.

His eyes snapped to hers as he saw what she was planning on wearing. "Sweet," he whispered, eating her up with his eyes. He loved that dress. He stepped closer as she turned to face away from him. He brought his hands up to the small of her back and started toying with the zipper, not quite ready to zip up the expanse of creamy skin exposed to him at the moment. "Have I told you how beautiful you are yet today?" he questioned, leaning in close. He could feel her giggle against him, "What it's true." He slowly zipped up the dress, hoping he'd get to undo it later. They stayed that way once the dress was zipped. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head as he spun her to hold her close to his chest. "I love you baby, and don't forget that." He heard the soft sigh that escaped her as he stroked her back. A man could definitely get use to this.