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            This chapter has gratuitous sex-rated *R*

            Buffy's mouth went dry at the hot desire in Jack's eyes. He unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, dropping it onto the bench. Then came his t-shirt and belt, each item bringing him closer. He kicked off his boots and socks, and then stripped off his pants and underwear, his dark eyes never leaving hers.

            He was erect and Buffy was extremely aroused. Jack took the towel from her unresisting fingers and dropped it to the floor. "I need you." He growled and kissed her hard, teeth and tongue ravaging her mouth.

            He lay her down on the bench and straddled her. She cupped him and he threw back his head and moaned loudly. He looked back down at her and arranged her legs and slid inside her in one thrust. He thrust over and over, their lips meeting as they moaned into each other's mouths. Her hands were moving restlessly up and down his back, digging in her nails. Suddenly she arched and cried out Jack's name, flying over the edge and Jack flowed into her with a moan. Jack rested his forehead on her shoulder, trying to rest his thundering heart. Buffy reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, "Jack. This doesn't change anything." His head lifted slowly, and his eyes met hers, "I know." He pulled out of her and lifted her up, carrying her to the shower before turning it on. She gave him a squirt of shampoo and he started washing his hair, turning automatically for her to scrub his back. She smiled and did, missing these small moments more than she cared to admit.

            Jack felt her hand move gently over his back and felt such a sense of the loss of what he had thrown away. He continued to wash his hair absently, enjoying her hands on him. He jumped when she spoke, "Jack, really, your hair is clean." She said in a teasing voice. He turned and smiled, moving under the water to rinse. She rinsed herself off and they both stepped out and dried each other off, hands lingering and then they dressed, not meeting each other's eyes.

            They walked to the mess and Buffy served herself an enormous amount of food. She saw Ferretti and moved to go sit across from him.

            He looked up, "Hey, it's my favorite ass kicker! How are you?" he asked and was rewarded by a wide smile. "Could be worse, could be a guinea pig in a lab." He grunted and nodded to Jack as he sat quietly beside Buffy. "I heard about our Tok'ra scientist freak." He dug into his bowl of ice cream.

            Buffy pointed her fork at him, "How is it that you know all of the gossip on this base?" she asked suspiciously. Ferretti smiled wickedly, "I'm good." He said smugly and Jack snorted, "He's worse than a woman." And Buffy threw him an incredulous look, "Men are the worst gossips, much worse than women!" she said. Both of the men looked offended and she stuck her tongue out at them and continued her meal.

            Buffy knew that Jack snuck into her room to hold her at night, but pretended she didn't. She slept better and loved Jack for it.

It was before class and Buffy wanted to warm up when she saw someone was in the gym already. "Hi Sam's Dad!" Buffy said and crossed over to kiss his cheek. Jacob accepted it with surprise, "You are not angry with us?" Selmak asked. Buffy looked at him and as she stretched, "Why?" she asked. Jacob frowned, "Anise? Mad scientist, ring a bell?" he replied and Buffy laughed.

            "Did you know she was going to do the 'Buffy the guinea pig' thing?" she asked, and Jacob shook his head, "No." and Buffy did some roundhouse kicks and a couple of jabs and smiled, "Then I'm not mad." Jacob watched her for a moment, "You're a class act Buffy Summers." And he left her to warm up. 

            Angel was pacing his cell, waiting for Buffy to show when the door opened. He looked over and saw General Hammond come in. The two men regarded each other for a moment and Hammond asked, "Are you ready to sleep in a real bed?" and Angel cocked his head, "Are you sure you can trust me?" The General laughed, "You have had more recommendations from the people here, I think I can trust them." And he opened the cell door and Angel stepped out. Then stepped back in, "I need my pillows." He said, a little embarrassed. Then the smiling General escorted him, without guards, to his new quarters.

            Later General Hammond shook his head at his old friend, "Jacob, no. I really don't think they'll say yes after what happened." There was a knock and Angel stepped in, "Sorry Sir. Ginger said I could come in." Hammond waved him in, "It's alright Angel. Jacob wants to ask you and Buffy about something anyway." Angel nodded at the other man politely, "Hello Jacob, Selmak." Jacob's eyes flashed and Selmak said, "Greetings Angel, I hope that you are well." Angel smiled and said, "Good friends and good blood, what more can any vampire ask for." And the General smothered a laugh.

            "Angel, go get Buffy and SG-1 please? This concerns all of you." Angel nodded and left.

            Sam was working on her computer when she sensed a presence and looked up to see Angel lounging in her doorway, arms crossed and grinning. "Hello Beautiful." Sam was surprised, "Where's your escort?" she asked. "General Hammond gave them the year off." He sauntered in and Sam swallowed, Angel was sexy as hell and her hormones did a happy dance.  As he circled her she cleared her throat, "Did you want something Angel?" She asked a little breathlessly. She suddenly froze, he was behind her."You could say that, but I'm actually here on an errand." He kissed her cheek and moved away, smiling wickedly at her. He could feel her pulse pounding and he was a little hot and bothered by this tall cool blonde. "General Hammond and your Dad want us up in the conference room." She nodded mutely and he gestured for her to go ahead, following her to enjoy the gentle sway of her hips.

            Angel and Sam picked up the rest of the team but no one could locate Buffy. Everyone was in the conference room and Jack and Angel looked at each other. General Hammond and Jacob came in, looked around, "Where's Buffy?" Angel shook his head, "I thought she would be here. She's not in the gym." Angel turned and walked to the door and Jack followed him. Angel stood in the hall, eyes closed and listened. He opened his eyes, "This is yours Jack. I think she in the locker room crying." And he stepped back in the conference room, closing the door.

            Jack walked to the locker room, remembering what happened the day before and knocked, "Buffy?" and he heard a sniffle, "Go 'way Jack." Jack closed his eyes at the pain in her voice. He opened the door and listened. Nope, didn't work for him, "Where are you Buff?" and he walked into where the stalls were. Ah, there was a pair of feet in tennis shoes. "Go away." She said sulkily and he smiled. " Let me see; tears, feeling emotional, is it that time of the month?" he heard her gasp in outrage and the door to the stall flew open. "Hey, that was a low blow." She said and stormed out in the locker area. Jack followed, a grin on his face. "We are supposed to be in a meeting right now. Are you done with the wailing and gnashing of teeth?" and she whirled around to look at him, "If this is tough love then you're doing a lousy job." She snapped and quickly brushed her hair. She finished the pony tail that made her look 16 when Jack came up behind her and ran his hands up her bare arms, "Not tough love Babe, real love." She turned and punched him in the chest. "Nice try, let's go." Jack rubbed his chest as he followed her out the locker room. "Ow."