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Take a Hint
by Adelie King

Chapter Two: Carter's Only Solution

"I'm hungry…let's eat lunch…" Sam replied to change the subject and leave the infirmary.

"Okay…" O'Neill agreed and grinned knowing this had to be good as he followed her.

After they got to the cafeteria and were eating Jack inquired, "So what is this problem you're having you need help on Carter?" She looked up from her food at him in response displaying her obvious frustration. "Obviously from what doc Frasier mentioned in front of me it's a man problem." He crossed his hands under his chin and raised his brows.

Sam knowing she'd not be able to get Jack to back off that easily decided to tell him, "There's this pesky guy named Pete I went on one date with."

"And how'd you meet him?" Jack asked his tone sounding a little jealous and his body language tensed up, "This guy… Pete?" He bit his sandwich bluntly.

"My brother Mark set us up…" Sam explained and swallowed some food before continuing, "So I went out with him…" she took a breath and continued, "He became more interested than I was obviously…" Soon as she glared and rolled her eyes, Jack immediately relaxed again. "The next time he called I told him I wasn't interested…"

"Yeah?" Jack asked taking another bite, chewed, swallowed and asked, "Then what?"

"He wouldn't get it…" Sam explained more frustrated biting her lip and went on, "So I told him I was in love with another man and he shouldn't continue pursuing me…" He grinned at her and she added her eyes lit up looking at Jack, "Which wasn't a lie…"

Jack raised his brows fully interested and asked, "Then what happened?"

Sam's face got serious, "He didn't believe me and…" Now she got really irritated again stuffing more salad into her mouth first. After chewing she continued, "He told me he knew I had no boyfriend and he was a detective so that makes me assume he checked on me…"

He saw why Carter was uncomfortable. "I insisted that he leave me alone…in a nice way and that he was wasting his time and that I love another…" Jack's eyes wandered as she kept going, "He won't go away…he's sent me roses, messages." She covered her eyes frustrated, "I sent them back…he's tenacious to say the least."

Jack licked his lips and observed, "If you don't get rid of him Carter…he's going to keep digging things up on you and from what you're telling me..." His tone was serious and he predicted, "If he keeps digging up things on you he's going to get in serious trouble if he finds out who you really are."

Sam sat back and observed, "Obviously you know why I'm frustrated here Sir." She then asked, "So what do I do about this?" She stated, "I've got to get rid of him somehow…" She bit her lip again.

"What was doc Frasier's solution to all this?" Jack inquired with a smirk.

"She suggested since he keeps pursuing me because he knows I don't have a boyfriend and in his mind I can't possibly be in love with another man that I should produce one to get rid of him." She told him and gestured, "That's when you walked in the infirmary."

Jack wiped his face with a napkin grinning, set it down, sat forward and told her, "I think I can help you with this problem Carter." Then he volunteered lowering his voice, "In fact I'd love to help you with this problem." Jack wagged his brows at her flirtatiously.

Sam couldn't help smiling when he flirted with her like that. She covered her face blushing commenting to herself, "I can't believe I'm agreeing to this Sir…" Then she asked herself, "Why am I agreeing to this?"

"Because you have no other choice..." He answered logically, "He's obviously not going to go away otherwise."

Sam then cautiously suggested, "Maybe I should get Daniel then…"

"Won't be as convincing…" Jack grinned at her with one of those sexy grins, "Since it is me that you really want…" He reminded her keeping his voice low, "This detective is going to size Daniel up pretty quick. Me he'll know just by observation…" Jack then mentioned, "Besides it'll give me the chance to finally kiss you." He wagged his brows again.

Sam's eyes widened and she shyly blushed looking down at the table. She then remarks, "That alone should be convincing since we've been unable to due to circumstances." She lifted her head and covered her face again getting uneasy, "Do we really have to Sir?" She asked and mentioned, "If anyone else sees us besides him. It could look very bad if rumors got started."

Jack leaned back and replied logically, "Then we explain if any talk does get started." He paused and assured her, "I'm sure Hammond would just laugh at the whole thing if he heard about it…" Then he pointed out, "And…if we inform him Pete has been stalking and snooping around and that's why we did it." Jack paused and states, "I doubt he will be that upset then."

Sam smiled and agreed, "I think you have a point Sir…" She sat forward and then asked worrying, "What if one meeting isn't enough to get rid of him?"

"Then I guess you and I will be dating for a while…" He sipped on his soda and grinned with his brows raised. Jack then asked, "So when do you want to meet with the putz?"

"How's Saturday morning for you?" She asked him, "I was thinking in the gourmet coffee shop in town…"

"That's fine with me Carter." Jack informed her taking her hand, "Anytime is fine with me." He kissed the back of her hand and rose from the table, "Call me honey…" He said teasing her loudly embarrassing her in the commissary then leaving the table.

Sam buries her now crimson red face in her hand as he strutted off her eyes drawing to that delectable ass of his. "Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" She remarked to herself while being gawked at.

That evening Sam phoned Pete who anxiously answered, "Hey Sam, you finally called me back."

"Uh…yeah." Sam played nice.

"I knew if I kept charming you…you'd submit…" Pete said over flirting with her, "I can be very persuasive." He informed her smugly. Then he presumptuously asked, "So when is our next date going to be?"

"How's Saturday morning?" She answered irritated at this point.

"Saturday morning…great!" Pete reacted enthusiastically, "Just name the time and place hon…"

"The gourmet coffee shop around 9am." Sam informed him, "We need to talk…badly…"

"Okay I'll be there…wear something nice." Pete requested.

"Don't worry…" Sam promised with a wicked smile, "I will…" Then she hung up the phone and remarked, "But not for you honey." She then dialed Jack.

"Hey Carter." Jack answered cheerful as all get out, "Did you set it up?" He asked taking a sip of his Guinness.

"Yes Sir…I did." Sam reported, "09:00 hours at the gourmet coffee shop." She paused and added, "I want you there by 08:30 dressed in something very appealing to me and intimidating to him." Her tone was devious at the end.

He smiled and asked flirtingly, "Do you have any preferences personally?"

"Like what?" Sam inquired taken off guard.

"Do you want sexy or turn you on sexy?" Jack spoke in that sexy tone as he gave her the varieties to choose from, "What features do you want especially emphasized?" He teased.

She was blushed speechless on the other end, "Uh…" Sam bit her lip pacing nervously.

He laughed silently on the other end picturing her face at that moment. Then Jack asked, "Should I show my ass off?"

"You already are Sir." She remarked into the phone.

"Jack…Samantha…" He chuckled correcting her and insisted, "If I'm going to be your secret boyfriend and lover you should be using my first name."

"Sorry Sir…uh Jack." Sam quickly corrected herself. Then taking a nervous breath she asked, "What should I wear?"

Jack quickly replied, "Something that will knock him dead…something that will knock me dead…" He added on the end. Then he suggested, "Something that will get me into the role faster…"

"I've have just the right dress for the occasion…" Sam assured him smiling wickedly biting her lower lip about to giggle on the other end.

"I get to see you in a dress…" He teased sitting up on his sofa, "Maybe I should call the papers…"

"I've worn skirts around you many times." She reminded him.

Jack corrected, "But it's not the same as a dress especially a nice dress." He wagged his brows sipping his beer again, "I've wanted to see you in one for years…"

"Okay…" Sam was beginning to tire of this conversation. She finally answered his question, "Wear pants that emphasize your assets as well as your package since I've heard you have quite a bit to show off…" His eyes grew on the other end. She continued, "Wear one of those tight t-shirts and your long black leather jacket…" Sam then added a sexy voice, "I've always loved you in that."

"I think you'd like me in a garbage bag Carter." Jack teased her taking a drink, "But nice selection." He sat back, "I know exactly what to wear…"

"Good…see you on base tomorrow Sir." Sam went back to official.

"Sure thing Carter." He went back to casual again raising his beer.

Then she hung up quick before he could say anything else and sat down feeling tingly all over, "Oh my God…I'm going on my first date with Jack to permanently get rid of another date." Sam sat down on her sofa with a glass of wine in hand, "Hopefully he doesn't want to rehearse…" She remarked to herself.

Jack then remarked to himself, "Maybe Carter and I should rehearse tomorrow." He took the last swig of his bottle and then went to his kitchen to get another.