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Chapter 3

Two Months Later

Jack landed at the Washington National Airport; it had been a long time since he felt this nervous at seeing a woman. He knew once he walked into arrivals that he would see her, the woman he had spent the past two months dreaming of and if he was completely honest for two years before that. Over the past couple of months since that dinner at his, they had gotten closer; they spoke almost every day since her return to D.C. They met up once more before she returned to Washington, just going for a couple drinks, that was the night he knew that he was falling for Samantha Carter, and the brief kiss they had shared that night, made him feel alive, the only other person that made him feel like that was Charlie.

The impromptu trip happened because Sara had decided that she was taking Charlie to Chicago for the weekend to see some of her family. Jack wasn't happy about it; it was suppose to be his weekend with Charlie, and he guessed it was her way of punishing him for not taking her back when she came running. He wanted Charlie home with him, but he wasn't sure that he could stand living with her again. He knew that getting back with Sara, would be best for Charlie but he wanted Charlie to grow up in an environment where his parents loved each other, he never grew up with that as a child but it was what he wanted for his son. Was it right that to get back with Sara when he was falling in love with someone else, and this weekend with Sam he was hoping to find out if she felt the same way as he did and to know if there was a chance for them to have a relationship.

"Jack!" He heard his name being called and looking up his eyes met her sparkling blue orbs, giving her a smile and before he knew it she was in his arms. Holding her felt so right, so natural, he had never felt like that with anyone else including his wife.

"Hey, I missed you" he told her, knowing that this wasn't the time to keep his feelings hidden, like he normally did. He had never been good at showing his emotions and his black Ops training had reinforced, keeping his feelings and emotions from showing. He knew Sara struggled with the fact he never talked about his feelings, only saying I love you occasionally and majority of the time it was to his son.

"I missed you too, Jack. So, glad you are here for the weekend"

"Me too, Sam"

"Are you okay to stay with me this weekend, it seems silly to spend money on a hotel when I have a spare room" Sam told him, praying that he would, she wanted to spend the whole weekend with him; she knew this weekend was going to change things between them but no idea how.

"Okay"

"Good, let's go home shall we?" She said as he wrapped his arm around her waist and she leaned into him and rested her head on his shoulder as they walked out of the airport.

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"Come in" he called out, when he heard a knock on the door; seeing Sam walking into the room, she took his breath away. He was aware that he was only in a pair of jeans, and shirtless. Sam found herself staring at his bare-chest and a shoot of desire coursed through her body, she was so wet for him.

"Jack" she said quietly.

"Samantha, you okay?"

"Yeah; I was just wandering what you wanted to do tonight? If you wanted to go out tonight" she said all in one breath, letting the nerves finally get to her, she knew exactly what she wanted to do.

"Sam, how about a night in, with take away, because we need to talk" he said wanting to be honest with her.

"What about?" She asked him, a part of her was terrified and another part of her wanted to do this so much.

"Sam, I don't want to ruin the weekend, let's talk about this on Sunday"

"If that is what you want, Jack" she said, going to walk out of the bedroom, before turning back to him. "You should have kept your mouth shut Jack" she said angrily before storming into her bedroom across the hall and slamming her door behind her.

Jack sat on the bed 'stupid, stupid Jack, you had to say something' he thought; all he had to do was keep his mouth shut, he really wanted to enjoy the weekend with her and not have this hanging over their heads for the weekend and as much as he hated doing this he knew what he needed to do. Jack knocked on her door, there was no answer, he called her name and when he got no response he opened the door to find her pacing her room.

"Sam"

"Jack, I thought we could go to dinner, since I can't cook" she said, not even looking at him. Jack stood there watching her for a moment, noticing that she avoiding looking at him. He knew he hurt her, and he hated himself for her.

"Sam, stop and look at me"

"I need to find something to wear" she said rummaging through her wardrobe, Jack came up behind her until he was standing so close to her, he placed his hands on her shoulders, and he spun her around and placing his hand under her chin, lifting her head so she had to look at him, he could see the silent tear marring her beautiful face, his heart restricting when he realised that he was the cause of them.

"Sam" he muttered, pulling her close to him, and wrapped his arms around her. "I'm sorry" he whispered into her hair.

"Maybe this wasn't a good idea, you staying here" she murmured into his chest.

"I can go Sam, if that is what you want" he said releasing her, and stepping back. He searched Sam's face, needing to know what she wanted.

She bit on her bottom lip trying to decide knowing that is was up to her, she didn't want him to go but if he stayed here than something was going to change. She took a step closer to him, and looking up at him, at his lips, the lips she had spent the last two years fantasizing about, taking another step closer she brought her lips to him and kissed him. As their lips met, Sam moaned, everything disappeared it was just her and Jack, and it had never felt so right. Jack's brain went into overload and not thinking he kissed her back, deepening the kiss as they explored each other's mouth, his arms going around her waist, and pulling her closer to him, as she ran her finger through his brown hair, and tugging at it, only pulling away when they needed air.

"Stay, please Jack" she whispered, her lips meeting his once again.

The next chapter is a smutty chapter and does contain sex if you would like me to post it here than I will or I can leave it out without taking anything away from the story. Let me know if your reviews. Thanks.