Disclaimer: Nope you toads, I so don't own the Stargate SG-1 program…I wish.

            Jack and Sam had moved to her bedroom sometime during the previous evening. For one, her bed was bigger than the hide a bed, for two the room was more cozy for long sessions of love making. For three, if anyone stopped by, the hide a bed was a dead giveaway that something happened.

Jack awoke with a moan, wondering sleepily what was pinning him down. He opened an eye, and saw Sam's face, relaxed in sleep still. His heart seemed to roll in his chest. His love for her was a powerful thing. Complicated now, but absolutely worth the decision that he was going to make. He ran his fingers through her golden hair, curling the longer pieces around his fingers. He moved his fingers to her face, tracing her lips, then her nose, causing it to wrinkle.

Sam awoke to the satisfied male chuckle that rumbled under her ear. Slowly she stretched, leaning back on the bed and stretching her toes, arms raised above her head. She turned her head, looking at the satisfied man beside her, not believing the memories that came flooding back about the previous night.

"Oh wow." Sam said, blushing furiously. She rolled to her side, facing Jack. He was lying on his back, one arm under his head, the very picture of hot desirable man. She could feel herself responding to him, it was almost uncontrollable. She scooted closer, the sheet sliding to her waist as she rested her crossed arms on his chest and smiled at him.

Jack smiled back, enjoying the wash of color on her cheeks. Her hair was tousled from sleep and her blue eyes were warm from desire.

"Aren't you hungry?" Jack asked. Sam raised her eyebrows, "For food?" she asked, laughing at his expression. Jack tapped her nose with a finger. "Yes for food, smartass. I need fuel if you are going to ravage me again." He laughed at her expression of pretend indignation. She gracefully got up, the sheet sliding off of her, making Jack almost regret that he was starving to death. She came to his side of the bed to help him up. The cast was such a pain, but he stood unsteadily as Sam slid a pair of gym shorts up his legs. His eyes were hot as she finished.

"Too bad, you said you were hungry." She laughed at him and went to slide on some sweats, tossing him a t-shirt from her drawer as she pulled one over her head. He picked it up, looking at the front and chuckled. ' Kiss me I'm Irish.' It said. Sam found his crutches and she and Jack moved into the kitchen.

Sam remade the hide-a-bed while the coffee chugged away. Jack sat down on the newly made up couch, arranging his cast on a pillow. It was a good thing too, for there suddenly was a knock at the door, causing Jack to curse quietly. Sam smirked at his response and went to answer it.

"Hey guys, wanted to see how the crippled guy was." Daniel came in smiling mischievously, while Teal'c trailed behind him. A box of doughnuts was in his hand.

"Har har." Jack said, "Give me a doughnut and I may forgive your lack of a sense of humor." He reached out his hands in a 'gimme' gesture. Teal'c looked at Jack. "You are looking well O'Neill. You may have one doughnut." Teal'c said, causing Daniel and Sam to choke on their coffee and laugh.

"Boy, ten thousand comedians out of work and I have two in the house. Just give me a doughnut before I suggest where you can put my cast." Jack growled as Teal'c handed Jack a bear claw. Sam came over with a papertowel and plate. "No crumbs on my couch, bucko." She said sternly, smiling as Jack raised his eyebrows.  

"A little late to worry about the couch, don't ya think?" He chuckled at her frown. "I mean, I think I've been planted here for a week now." He continued innocently.

Daniel and Teal'c watched this little byplay with amusement. Daniel walked over with his coffee, settling himself in the chair across from Jack.

"Well, are you bored out of your mind yet?" Daniel smiled. Jack, mouth full of doughnut, shook his head no. Sam came in with a cup of coffee for Jack, who took it gratefully, swallowing to clear his mouth.

"Carter has satellite. I can watch hockey 24/7 if my little heart desires." Jack said smugly.

"Major Carter, are you not tired of O'Neill's company?" Teal'c asked.

"Not yet. He's been a pretty quiet houseguest, except for throwing popcorn at the t.v." Sam smiled, washing up a couple of dishes in the sink.

"I'll have you know that if Gretzky was still playing I wouldn't have to throw popcorn." Jack said, swallowing some more of the excellent coffee.

"Yeah yeah." Daniel waved a hand, knowing that this argument could get out of hand. "5 SG teams are offworld right now. Everything is so quiet I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop." He said thoughfully.

Jack looked at Daniel. "Yeah, well, I'm going to retire." He said. Sam dropped the plate she was washing, and Daniel all but choked on his coffee.

"What?" Daniel asked, wiping his mouth with the papertowel Jack offered him. "What do you mean?" Daniel sputtered.

"Retire. Retire! Is there any other meaning?" Jack said irritably. "My knees are giving out more and more, and this break will keep me out of action for another 5 weeks. I just think that if I want to enjoy the use of my remaining limbs, I want to be retired to do it. Is that such a crime?" He didn't dare look at Sam at that moment.

Teal'c came over to sit in the other chair. "Are you sure that this is the course of action that you want to take O'Neill?" he asked seriously, his brown eyes on his friends face.

Sam had come to sit on the arm of Daniel's chair, watching Jack's face too. This was a bombshell that she didn't expect.

Jack looked at his friends, no, really they were his family. He decided then and there to tell them the whole reason, for if anyone deserved the truth, it was his team.

"Ok, it's like this. I am in love with Sam." He looked at them, and aside from the shock on Sam's face, there was no surprise on the others faces.

"This is not a surprise O'Neill." Teal'c said. Daniel nodded, "What he said." He looked at Sam who was still gaping at the Colonel. Daniel gently nudged her and her mouth snapped shut, eyes bright with unshed tears. "You are not doing this for me!" She said, voice wavering.

Jack looked at Sam, emotion so naked on his face that it almost hurt Daniel to see it. "I am not doing this just for you, but for us, and my damned knees! I want to settle down with you. If occasionally the SGC needs me, I can consult, but I'm tired Sam." His eyes begged for her to understand.

"When are you going to tell the General?" she asked softly.

"Are you ok with this? I want you to be ok with this before I make life altering decisions." Jack reached out his hand and Sam came over to kneel by his side. "I am more that ok." She leaned over and kissed him softly.

"If you'll type it, I'll send it with Daniel today." He looked at Daniel, who nodded his head. Teal'c looked at the couple before him. "It is about time O'Neill." And everyone laughed.