Pfew! I didn't think I'd get round to posting another chapter today, I've been busy the last two days. I got my exam results today too: passed all of them and I'm over-the-moon happy. Anyway, enjoy the next chapter!!! (And let me know what you think).

!!! SPOILER: S2: Out of Mind!!!

Previously on Patience:

"Think about it, if she gets to beat the crap out of you…"

"Hey!"

"… she'll probably be a lot more willing to forgive you."

"I resent that." Daniel remained unresponsive and Jack sighed in defeat. "But… you may have a point there. Thanks Daniel." He got back to his feet and walked towards the door.

"No problem Jack."

Chapter 4: Let the games begin

And so it was that Jack found himself on his way to Sam's lab to try and make amends. He walked in his usual self but had to stop and smile at the sight of his sexy theoretical astrophysicist. He liked the sound of that, 'his' theoretical astrophysicist. She'd probably kick his ass to the next galaxy if he'd said that out loud. She looked up and noticed him standing there so he spoke before she could stop him.

"Carter, we need to sort this out." She skeptically raised an eyebrow.

"What do you suggest?"

"You and me, the gym in one hour and I'll give you a chance to work out some of that frustration you've got going." She seemed to think it over, contemplating her options.

"Okay, I'll meet you there."

"Okay." They both went about their business once again and met, as agreed, in the gym one hour later.

They appeared to have a rather large audience, it just proved how fast news travelled on this base. Money was changing hands faster than he could follow and Jack stepped forth on the mat. Sam soon joined him and Siler stepped forward to direct the whole event.

"Ready?" They both nodded and took on fighting stances. "Go!"

They started with circling each other, calculating when and how the other would strike. He didn't know who finally acted first but soon they were engaged in a fight, dealing and receiving the punches in turn.

They were fighting for a good fifteen minutes, both wearing the other out, sweat dripping from their faces. Some minutes later, Sam managed to knock him to the floor and Jack counteracted with swinging his leg around and throwing her of her feet. He quickly straddled her with his heavier body and held her arms to the ground so she was effectively pinned down.

She had a lovely reddish color in her cheeks and was heaving from the effort. He couldn't help but think she looked absolutely gorgeous. He leaned down and kissed her on the lips. She returned it, too surprised to fight him. They forgot about the crowd in the room and parted when they became aware of the loud cheering noises.

"I'm sorry." He said, which made the look of confusion on her face grow, mixed with worry.

"For the kiss?" She inquired.

"No for the bet." He made the mistake of momentarily letting his guard down and she took advantage of it. She got the upper hand and turned him over so she was on top. There was no hesitation noticeable on her face whatsoever.

"Your apology is noted." She wriggled a bit, occupying him with trying not to think about her current position and what they could be doing were they in a bed. She leaned in closer. "By the way, I thought you should know. I've made my own little bet."

"What's that?" She really shouldn't be expecting him to listen to what she was saying when she was doing THAT.

"That you'll succumb first. Now we'll know who can restrain themselves the best." He was shocked! He had never figured her the type of woman to do this sort of thing. He knew she must have a side of her he had never seen, the Samantha Carter that seduced her CO, defied his orders and liked to tease him, but the thought had never crossed his mind that she would turn the tables on him.

"I never figured you doing something like this." He managed to choke out. 'Must not think of the beautiful woman currently sitting on top of me.'

"There are a lot of things you don't know about me… Jack." She winked at him, got up and walked away leaving Jack O'Neill lying on the ground, watching her six as he tried to recover from his latest encounter with libidinous Samantha Carter.

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Jack hadn't paid much attention to her warning since the fight. To be honest, that part wasn't the one he liked to relive at night so he didn't give it much further thought. That was a mistake that would become painfully obvious the next day.

It was another boring lecture from Daniel about some civilization about a million light-years away. Jack had let Daniel in on the details of the fight but the archeologist had been very hesitant to help him come up with various seduction moves to help him win the bet and had persisted that he needed to work.

They were about ten minutes into the briefing and Jack couldn't be more bored. He was sitting opposite from Sam, his one hand supporting his head while the other was doodling on a piece of paper. His eyes glazed over as he lazily listened to the archeologist rambling on.

He looked around and saw that Hammond was listening intently, his eyes focused on the presentation that was being projected on the big screen. How did that man remain focused?

Jack's head turned to Teal'c, seated at his usual place near the end of the table with his stoic expression firm in place as always. He swore the president could walk in naked and the big guy would still maintain the same facial expression.

A grin found its way to his own face as his gaze shifted again, this time to the beautiful woman sitting across from him. He definitely wouldn't mind if she walked in naked. Oh yeah, definitely not. The grin grew as pictures of naked Sam began to form in his mind. Not that he actually knew what she looked like naked but thanks to Hathor and her fake SGC, he had at least some clue (and what a clue it was!) plus, he had a very vivid imagination.

She must have been aware of him staring because she turned her face to stare back at him with those sparkling blue eyes. She smiled evilly at him. When he later thought back of the event, he realized he should have been alarmed by that but at that moment the thought simply didn't occur to him.

He was startled when he felt something soft rubbing his calf. He straightened himself in his chair in surprise and quickly looked at his superior and his teammates to see if they noticed something. They hadn't changed their expression, suggesting they had no clue of what was going on under the conference table.

He looked at his 2IC again. She was definitely enjoying his discomfort way too much judging by the smile she was trying to suppress. He smiled rather defiantly at her, wordlessly daring her to take it further. She just raised an eyebrow and smiled, accepting the challenge. He almost gasped when he felt her foot starting to travel upwards and closed his eyes for a moment to regain his composure.

A different tactic was in order and it needed to happen fast! He opened his eyes and tried to wordlessly tell her that she had made her point and could stop now. When the foot didn't stop its journey north, he tried to glare at her in order to stop her from going any further. If anything, it made her just that little more determined in her game. She apparently had no intention to stop any time soon. Meanwhile, Jack shifted position so as to avoid her frivolous foot and glared again.

She mouthed 'What?' while her foot continued its travel upwards, rubbing his thigh. He closed his eyes again. It was becoming increasingly difficult to keep his emotions in check and not make any sound. Oh God! Just a little further and it would reach its destination and there was no telling what would happen then. The pencil in his hands cracked under the pressure and he bit hard on his lip to keep from moaning. This had to stop or he would explode, in more ways than one.

His prayers were heard when suddenly someone hit the lights and the intruding foot disappeared. He looked around and saw that everyone was collecting their papers. He looked down to his own, decorated with lots and lots of doodles, and then looked at the broken pencil in his hands. Huh.

"Aren't you coming Jack?" Daniel inquired. Jack noticed the general and Teal'c had already left the room.

"Yeah I… I'll be there in a minute Daniel." He saw Sam smile as she walked passed them, the laces of her right boot still untied.

Two minutes later Jack was making his way to the bathroom as fast as he could without drawing much attention. One thing was sure: Carter HAD to pay for doing that to him.

TBC…