Oops. I know I'm in trouble for not posting this weekend. Sorry! There was family down and I wasn't home all weekend. I'll try to make up for leaving you hanging by posting a very fluffy chapter today. Let me know what you think! :)

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"Wait. Are you telling me that, in the future, cars drive themselves?"

Daniel leaned forward from his seat on the edge of Colonel O'Neill's deck railing, his friends smiling at the excited expression on his face. Jade laughed and shook her head, giving him a playful shove with her foot. She was perched on the other side of the corner, above where her parents and Teal'c sat around the patio table.

"Park, Daniel," she corrected him. "They can park themselves."

"Well, that's disappointing," Jack remarked, peeling at the label on his beer. "By the time I've got a kid grown, they ought to be flying."

He snuck a glance at Sam, but she just grinned down at the table, Teal'c smiling politely at Jade from where he sat across from the Colonel.

"I believe that feature would be extremely helpful," he commented, and Jade gave him a polite nod, raising her plastic cup of soda in his direction.

"I actually have only one question," Jack said with mock seriousness, leaning back in his seat and propping his feet up on the chair in front of him. Jade interrupted him before he could open his mouth.

"Yes, Dad, The Simpsons is still running."

"Yes!" The Colonel grinned playfully as he emptied the last of his beer, and Sam watched him set the bottle next to the several already lined up. She counted up how many of the empty bottles were hers, a little embarrassed at the number she came up with, and she glanced around O'Neill's patio, surprised to see that the sun was already starting to sink in the sky.

The group of friends had spent the evening in casual conversation, lounging around on the Colonel's deck as they talked and laughed together. Jade seemed much more relaxed, now that they were away from cameras and the constant presence of security. She watched the sun setting for a while in silence, her feet swinging beneath her.

It was really Jack who wasn't quite acting himself. He joked and smiled like normal, but Sam could see that his mind was somewhere else. She was trying not to notice how often his eyes seemed to glance her direction, running over her hair and face, or the blouse she had chosen that suddenly felt far too low-cut. She declined another beer, starting to worry that maybe she shouldn't have come after all.

"Hey, Teal'c brought his favorite movie," Daniel said cheerfully, elbowing Jade as he reached in the bag at his feet. When he handed her the tape, she turned it over in her hands curiously.

"What's this?"

Daniel's forehead wrinkled in confusion. "It's a movie."

Sam shared a surprised look with Jack before asking, "No movies in the future?"

"Oh!" Jade said, recognition flashing across her features. "VHS. Got it." She grinned as she handed the tape back to Daniel. "We don't use those anymore."

Daniel raised his eyebrows, and then he shrugged, bouncing the video in his hands. "Well, have you seen it?"

"Star Wars?" Jade asked, laughing. "Are you kidding? Teal'c makes us watch it all the time. Mom always says that little Danny sounds just like Chewbacca when he-"

She stopped suddenly, holding one hand over her mouth. She met the Colonel's eyes, and he just blinked at her as Sam looked back and forth between the two of them.

"Uh...who's little Danny?" Jack asked slowly.

Daniel looked extremely amused. "Little Danny...as in little brother?"

Jade was still holding her hand over her mouth, but everyone could see the answer in her eyes, and Daniel began to laugh out loud.

"Well, what do you know, Jack? You're going to name your kid after me!"

Jack frowned and shrugged his shoulders. "All Carter's idea, I'm sure."

Jade seemed extremely distressed at her mistake, and she slid down off of the railing to sit next to Teal'c, burying her face in his arm. He laid a hand on the top of her head and leaned down to speak quietly to her.

"I don't believe this knowledge will make any difference in the outcome of our futures, Jade O'Neill."

Daniel hopped down and joined them, trying to stop laughing and assure Jade that everything was fine. Sam noticed Jack giving her an odd look, and he stood slowly, watching the others occupied with cheering up the embarrassed girl mumbling into Teal'c's arm. Picking up the empty bottles on the table, he gestured for Sam to grab the rest and follow her inside. She reluctantly obeyed, silently willing Daniel to follow them. She was feeling a little too warm and comfortable to trust herself to be alone with Jack O'Neill. Unfortunately, Daniel seemed oblivious to her telepathic requests, and she sighed as she closed the door behind her, following the Colonel into the kitchen.

"So now we've got two," Jack said playfully, dropping the bottles with a clatter into the recycling bin. Sam did the same, and Jack leaned up against the counter beside her. "Too bad she couldn't have brought the other one back."

Sam was suddenly having a hard time concentrating. She wished she could blame the beer for the funny feeling swimming around inside of her, but she had a hard time believing it was the alcohol.

Jack was standing extremely close to her, and she couldn't get over how strange it was to be alone with him off-duty. It was completely unfamiliar territory, and it didn't help that Jade's presence had introduced all kinds of thoughts into her head that she knew she shouldn't have. She could feel her hands starting to tremble slightly, and she couldn't seem to keep her eyes off of him.

"Sir," she began hesitantly. "How long do you think before we..." She paused and struggled to make sense of all the thoughts in her head. "I mean, it could be years."

Jack didn't move, but his eyes darted from her eyes to her lips as he spoke in a low voice.

"God, I hope not."

The warmth inside of her was growing, and Sam found herself leaning up on the counter next to him. She eyed the kitchen doorway, her nervousness increasing as her arm brushed against his.

"Me too," she said quietly.

Jack was looking at her a little funny, but he didn't back away. Instead, he very carefully shifted his position to stand directly in front of her, his face only inches from hers. Sam felt her breath catch, her mind and body at war with each other.

Bad idea, Sam. Get out of here!

Jack lifted one hand very slowly, watching her with a curious expression as he gently touched one finger to the side of her face and let it run slowly down her cheek. Sam closed her eyes and tried to remember to breathe, his touch leaving a trail of electricity across her skin. As soon as she felt his hand start to pull back, Sam turned her head just enough to let his thumb brush her lips. She raised her eyes to meet his as she parted her lips slightly, pressing them to his skin.

"Carter..."

There was a slow burning in his eyes, but his voice sounded slightly hesitant, and Sam started to move away very carefully. Jack reached out his other hand to grip her wrist, holding her still.

"Don't."

There was an incredible amount of fluttering going on in her stomach, and Sam swallowed nervously as Jack spread his fingers over the side of her face and down her neck, his thumb slowly running over her lips. He gave her a questioning look, and her heart pounded in her chest as she took his thumb between her lips, letting her tongue run over the tip as she watched his expression change. She had never seen such an intensity in his eyes, and it was strangely hypnotic, keeping her still as his fingers slowly explored the skin beneath her collar. He pulled his thumb from her lips and slid it down her chin, making his way down her throat. Sam leaned her head back and closed her eyes, wondering if he could feel her heart racing beneath his fingers.

"Sir," she whispered, her voice sounding strange in her ears. "Don't you think-"

"Shh," he said with a shake of his head, taking one step closer. Sam felt her head spinning, and her breathing was almost coming out in gasps. There were a million alarms going off in her head, but somehow she just couldn't make herself move away. She wanted his lips on hers, to feel his arms hold her tight and his body pressed against her. For that instant, there was nothing else, and she waited patiently as Jack slowly began to close the distance between them.

"Hey Dad!"

Sam jumped back so hard, she slammed into the cabinet behind her, yelling out and holding the back of her head. Jade peeked her head into the kitchen, peering suspiciously at them both.

"What are you guys doing in here?"

"Nothing," Jack said innocently, spinning Sam around to make sure she wasn't bleeding. When he was satisfied that she wasn't hurt, he finally released her wrist, and Sam covered it with her other hand, as if she was somehow branded by his touch.

Jade didn't look convinced, and she gestured for them to follow her back outside.

"Well, how about you come do nothing outside with us?"

Jack chuckled quietly, pulling a bag of chips out of the cabinet before he guided Sam out of the kitchen, his hand on her lower back. She numbly allowed herself to be pushed out of the kitchen, her heart still pounding in her ears as Jade watched them with her arms crossed.

"Whatever you say, boss," Jack laughed.