-1 A/N sorry for the hold up guys! I had a lot of work to do in the last couple of days so I was slow in posting the next chapter. Anyways, hope you like…

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Chapter four: 0200 hours

Jack and Sam stared at the rectangular cushion that was to be their bed, both silently contemplating the question of logistics. It was raised slightly higher off the ground than the regular seating cushions, and it seemed as though there would be barely enough room for two adults. However, neither of them expressed complaints, and went about getting ready for bed. Throughout their years of military service they had slept in far more uncomfortable bedding, and besides, Jack thought, at least this way I won't have a choice but to hold her. Yes, it seemed the tight, uncomfortable cushion would actually make for a pleasant sleeping experience. Daniel and Teal'c ,on the other hand, were not having so easy an experience and were facing a great deal of discomfort across the hall.

"Do see our BDUs anywhere?" Sam asked Jack, eager to change out of the shimmering costume.

Just then they heard a knock at the door.

"Come in." Sam answered.

It was Chinmayi.

"Hello Samantha, Colonel O'Neill. I came to inform you that your garments have been taken to be laundered and will be returned to you in the morning."

"That's very kind of you" Sam began, "but is it possible we could have our clothing back? We can take it to be…uh, laundered, when we arrive home." She pleaded.

"That would not be possible, I'm afraid your clothing is already in the water." Chinmayi said nervously, afraid she had offended her guests.

Sam sensed her uneasiness and acquiesced. "Oh It's alright. Thank you very much for your kindness, these will do just fine." She said warmly with a smile, though she internally doubted that last remark.

Chinmayi nodded and exited the room.

Before the door closed behind her Sam and Jack were able to hear Teal'c and Daniel across the hall.

"Teal'c, come on, there is not enough room on this…this….cushion for you, me, and your staff weapon!"

" I am very uncomfortable laying in such close quarters with you DanielJackson, could you please reposition your hand to another location?"

"If you would let go of your staff weapon we'd have more room!" Daniel exclaimed in exasperation.

"We can not yet be sure of the intentions of the people of this world." Teal'c insisted.

The door shut as they continued to argue, the last remark that Sam and Jack managed to catch having something to do with Teal'c's regret of ever taking the drug Tretonin and requiring sleep.

Sam was definitely giggling now and O'Neill joined her before plopping down onto the cushion saying "Remember, Major, no giggling!" with a grin, reminding them both of Antarctica.

After they both became lost in a moment of comfortable silence, drifting away in the memory, he continued,

"Sounds like Teal'c and Danny are happy campers, huh?"

Sam just laughed as she plopped down beside him.

They soon realized that in order to prevent one or the other from falling off of the edge, that Sam would have to lie with her back against Jack's chest, his arms softly around her waist. They moved into this position nonchalantly, the logistics discussed in a very matter-of-fact military fashion of finding the best solution to the problem, however both were incredibly overjoyed that none of the other solutions had managed to work out. This was by far the "best" solution, indeed.

"This is…nice." Jack said warmly, barely above a whisper.

"Mmhm…" Sam purred in response.

Jacks fingers rested softly against Sam's bare belly and midriff, his nose in her hair. She tried to control the hitch in her breath as every nerve in her body began to tremble, but it was too late. Jack had definitely noticed, and she knew it. She only took comfort in the fact that Jack had done the same as his breathing became much heavier. As he adjusted the position of his head to lie in the crook of her neck, his lips falling naturally in the crook of her neck and shoulder, Jack felt her tremble again, and Sam could have sworn she heard an ever so quiet groan from him. Sam was lost in a dream world for a few fleeting moments, until her conscience brought her back to Earth, or wherever she was. I'm seeing someone now, I'm in a relationship! I can't be doing this, this is so…WRONG!…Even if I know I loved him first, still love him, would leave Pete in an instant if I could have him…her thoughts slowed as their impact set in Am only dating Pete because I CAN'T have him…

With that carter freed herself from O'Neill's arms, making some excuse about needing to find the bathroom. O'Neill sensed something was wrong.

"Carter…you ok?" He prodded as she pulled on her boots.

She didn't answer, but only held his gaze, a distressed look on her face as she gestured toward the door with her hands, looked into his eyes once again and turned to leave.

"Carter…Sam." He called after her, but she had already started down the hall.

O'Neill sighed and began pulling on his own boots. He wandered outside of the house in search of her and realized that it was now 0200 hours, time to check in with General Hammond. He walked around the opposite side of the house to find a somber Sam sitting on the steps.

"Hey." he spoke softly.

"Hey." she returned in the same tone,

Jack was at a loss for what to say. He was unsure of what had just happened, though he could take a good guess that it had something to do with the closeness of their sleeping arrangements, frat regs, Pete, those feelings of theirs that they supposedly didn't have and that had supposedly been locked up in that room 3 years ago, or all of the above. Man, do we have issues! He thought.

All he could say was "Um, its time to check in with Hammond. Why don't we take a walk? I'll probably need your help with the door thingy anyway…"

"Right." she said gently, looking up at her CO with a slight, distant smile and rising from the steps. Together they began the short walk back toward the complex that held the Stargate, Sam accompanying him as Major Carter, coming along to do her job and no longer laying with his arms around her waist as Samantha. She breathed a sigh of relief.