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And so it went on, every second day Jack would drive Sam to the heated physiotherapy pool at the hospital in town. No mention of that first lesson was ever made, but, like always it was simmering away beneath the surface and it was only a matter of time before it would begin to boil.

Jack was grinning as he stepped out of the change rooms, Sam having already managed to wheel herself into the water and was leaning heavily on the rail as she inched her way into the water.

"Sir?" she asked as she noticed a scarf in his hands

"Just thought we would do something a little different today Carter," Jack paused as he waded into the pool behind her, "You up for a game of Marco Polo?" Sam nodded quickly in the affirmative as Jack tied the scarf around her eyes, this would certainly help to break the monotony of therapy.

"Marco." San called as she tread water

"Polo." Came the response from behind her

"Marco." She called again

"Polo." He was quite close now, and she reached out tentatively with her hand and it brushed against skin, keeping her hand where it was she drew herself closer and she pulled the scarf off.

"Found you." She said as she became lost in those chocolate brown eyes

"You always do." He responded quietly as he reached up and took hold of her hand and stroking it gently. Her skin dancing under his feather light touch as a fire began to burn deep within in her.

Jack gently tugged her into an area where he could stand as he pulled her closer to him, Sam didn't resist at all as he gently stroked her cheek and marveling in the way that her eyes closed and how she leant into his touch. Her eyes snapped open as Jack removed his hand and quickly replaced it with his lips. The fire in her was roaring now and Sam moaned as she felt Jack's hands slide around to grasp her waist and pulled her closer to his body. Sam instantly responded to his touch by wrapping her arms around his neck, Jack gave a deep guttural groan as she gently stroked the back of neck. Sliding his hands further he gently cupped her butt and lifted her up so that they were on an even par, height wise. Wrapping her legs around his waist she locked them in place as he kissed his way down to her collarbone, breathing in her scent he trailed his fingers up and down her back, carefully counting the knobs of her spine, wanting to commit this memory in his mind forever in the most minute of details.

"sir…" Sam moaned as Jack shifted her upwards and began kissing her just above the junction of her skin and that pesky bathing suit. That word bought him back to a harsh reality. "Jesus, I'm her CO I shouldn't do this, breaking the regs…shit what the heck am I doing!" Jack broke away as Sam looked at him with those eyes, those crystal blue eyes that he could drown in. The fire that had been burning slowly dimmed as she saw the conflict in his face, the total confusion as to what had just happened was fairly effective at extinguishing that fire.

"Colonel, I'm sorry…" he stuttered out as he disentangled himself from her body, he couldn't face her at the moment, he had to get away as he sloshed out of the pool, leaving a rather confused and dazed Samantha Carter floating in the pool.

As Sam waited for Jack to finish changing, she noticed his BDU shirt sitting on the bench outside the male change rooms, wheeling over she picked it up and noticed a piece of worn paper slip out of the pocket onto the floor. Struggling to pick it up, her hands stilled as she recognized her own stationary that it was written on. Her heart pounding as she unfolded the letter and gasped when she knew what it was. It was the letter that she had written to him, the one that told him how she felt, it was worn on the folds as if it had been read over and over again.

The drive back to the SGC was a nightmare, neither talked and Sam spent the whole time staring out the window, her mind continually repeating the same thing "He knows…how long has he known…god he knows…". Jack was struggling to control his emotions as he drove resolutely onwards, knowing that things had changed, and would continue to change. For better or worse, things had changed.

Hope you liked Chapter 4.