8

He wasn't very…adventurous… in bed she had noticed. They were getting into a set routine, she would use the bathroom, then he would, then they would make love, usually the missionary position, he wasn't keen on her being on top, though he didn't mind her on her knees. Though he loved to be sucked, it was very rare he offered to return the favour, unless she asked outright, which of course she didn't.

She had wanted normal hadn't she? And he was tender and gentle, but she was finding it harder and harder to get excited at the thought of making love with him. In fact most times when she shuddered in anticipation it was because she was actually fantasising about a certain someone else, or about doing something he would consider kinky.

She had often hoped, during the early days, that he would join her in the shower, or push her up against the wall as they entered the house. She had learnt that even his forays into unorthodox, such as making love in the living room on the floor, usually were precluded by a shower and usual ablutions, not a spontaneous bone in his body it seemed!

However he was very good at making her feel good. Though not spectacular in the sack, the way he held her, or even looked at her made her feel like she was special, worshipped even, though not in a creepy way.

She felt… beautiful, when he looked at her, and that was worth a lot. Especially when she had scars on her body from fighting, calluses on her hands from the weapons and she had muscles that most women would think too masculine. Still when he looked at her she felt she could not be better, and really what more could a person want?

Of course as soon as she thought that images pounded her brain, hot sex in the shower, in the lab, in the briefing room! And each time her partner was not the man she was in bed with, but someone else, someone who, rather than look at her as if she was perfect, pushed her into being better than she was, pushed for more, and when she gave more, asked for even more after that!

She rolled over and drifted away from him until she was in a cool place in the sheets, she knew he was very rarely up for more than one bout a night, so she tried not to wake him as she willed her body to cool down.

0o0o0o

"Pete" she shouted "Did you touch my crossword?" she looked at the paper offended by the incorrect answer.

"I did a couple of clues while you were getting ready for bed" he shouted back and she screwed the puzzle up and threw it away. "Why what's wrong?" he asked, poking his head into the living room in time to see her throw it. "S'up?" he asked

"Nothing" she huffed

"So why you throw it out, there was plenty to go at" he retrieved the offending paper and smoothed it out.

"Leave it" she snapped, he continued to smooth the paper out so it was legible.

"Knock Knock!" came a cry from the hall and Sam jumped up

"Sam I was talking to you" Pete said, he was getting annoyed but she really didn't want to start a row over something as silly as a crossword puzzle so she rushed to see why Cassie had arrived so early.

She found not only Cass, but her CO in the hallway "Hi" she said and Cassie grabbed hold of her and dragged her into her old room, leaving the Colonel to make his way wherever he wanted to go.

"Dominic and his parents have asked me to go on holiday with them for 2 weeks…they got one of them late deals off the internet! Uncle Jack says I can go if you agree, but that it is up to you." Sam wondered why he made it her decision, he was looking after her after all. However if that was the way it was going, at least she would get some say in the childs upbringing, as soon as she thought that she realised that was exactly WHY he had made her part of the decision, so she wouldn't feel left out. She felt grateful that he was thinking of her feelings over this.

"I want to see his parents, and we can talk about it" she told the child

"You have met them before" she pointed out, which was true, Janet had had a garden party and the whole of SG1 had met them.

"This is different Cassie, I want to know where you are going, what you will be doing and to make sure you are properly looked after"

"So is that a yes?" she squealed, Sam had to smile

"If… and I mean IF they can tell me what I want to know… it's a yes!"

Cassie jumped up and down, like a kid with a new bike at Christmas, eager to be off straight away. "Hey! Hold on, how about we get the Colonel some coffee?" she said "and then he can drive you round to Dominic's house"

Cassie ran out of her room and into the kitchen to put the coffee on, Sam wondered if she would realise the pot was still half full before she filled the filter, she was acting so giddy. She smiled and went into the living room where her CO and boyfriend were sat talking

"Ohhh no… you don't understand …Carnal Sin!" the Colonel said

"Ahh, didn't think it was that important" he said as she went to sit on the sofa next to him, she noticed the defiled crossword still on the table and frowned at it, she screwed it up again and threw it into the bin once more, she caught the look between the two men and asked

"What?"

"Nothing" came the reply from both of them together.

"WHAT?" she almost shouted.

"I was just telling Paul here…"

"Pete" Pete corrected him, she didn't bother she knew he did it on purpose

"Pete… that he shouldn't touch your crosswords"

"I aren't that bad!" she said defensively

"Oh really, you are" her CO said

"Just because you never completed one in your life" she said, only half in jest

"Tell you what, pizzas next team night on me completing the crossword in todays paper" he challenged.

"You're on!" she said

"Uncle Jack, why do you make bets you know you will lose?" Cassie asked from the doorway and she received the huge grin that Sam had always counted as her own from him, Sam knew it was ridiculous to be jealous of the child, but that grin was the one he always gave her when she did something other people told her could not be done!

"So… I take it you agreed?" he asked her changing the subject.

"On certain conditions, I want to meet his parents and get some details" she replied, he nodded

"I told her that was what you would say… OK munchkin lets get you to your boyfriend" he said unfolding himself from the chair

"Oh, I made you a coffee" Cassie told him, holding out the cup, he looked at her and Sam caught it, she knew he was telling her they were leaving so she and Pete could be alone, she didn't want them to rush off, she had all weekend to be with Pete but she didn't see enough of Cassie nowadays and hoped they would stay a while.

"Please sir, have your coffee" she said he gave her a long look, well all of 3 seconds and then continued on his way.

"No time Carter, sorry" and they were gone! She felt sort of empty, as if them leaving had taken all the joy out of the room.

"What was all that about?" Pete asked, Sam filled him in on the invitation.

"Why ask you though? I thought he was looking after her, she's nothing to do with you now, is she?" she didn't even bother to try and answer that one.