Hands in pockets Jack approached Sam's quarters, a sense of anticipation and dread washing

over him.. Out of nervousness he Began rehearsing what he was going to say to her, it was so

hard to talk to Carter lately..he was always so afraid that he would blurt out the wrong thing,

as he usually did. Passing airmen looked at him curiously as they walked by, but

knew better then to ask about it, for fear of incuring his wrath.

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Inside her quarters Sam sat at a desk, her laptop spread out infront of her, As exciting as

paperwork was, she just couldn't focus on it, her mind kept wandering. It had been a few nights

since she had slept, not that she would tell Janet of course. Everynight she laid down, closed her

eyes and there he was...it happened again. So she simply stopped trying to sleep, as she spent

most of her time alone in her quarters who was to know right?. Suddenly there was a knock at her

door, and a familiar voice.

"Carter..you in there...open up"

Was she in here...Where else would she be. Janet had ordered her not to go to her lab, saying

working would be to stressful, sighing she rose from her chair and walked towards the door.

This room was becoming more like a prison....doing more harm then good.

"Just a second Jack"

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There it was again, Jack smiled to himself outside of her door, she had said his name. He loved

the way she said his name, not something she normally did.. As the door opened he smiled his

crooked smile, watching her a moment, unable to speak...Focus Jack..Focus he thought to himself.

"What can I do for you Sir"

The word...one he almost dreaded hearing now..Sir...snapping out of his thought induced coma he smiled.

"Can I come in?"

"Sure" She stepped out of the way, making room for him to pass.

Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he looked around, her jacket was strewn haphazardly on the floor, the material

crinkled now. Papers lie strewn across her bed, Definaletly unCarterish.

"So Carter..Going Stir Crazy yet?"

"Ugh...I'm so bored...I think i'm going crazy in here...you have to get me out of here"

He smiled, ...his plan exactly he thought to himself, at least now he knew she wanted to go..somewhere..though not

necessarily with him, but it was worth a try.

"Actually Carter thats why I'm here"

"Really....Janet said I could leave?"

"Well...yes and no...theres a catch...."

"uh oh a catch...what kind of catch Sir"

"Well you can either stay here...alone in your quarters..or...you can come with me to my Cabin"

He looked down at his feet, his toe digging into the floor, hands in pockets.

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Sam gulped...alone with Jack ...Though his Cabin did sound rather inviting, anything was better then

staring at the same four walls day in and day out, and he was giving her that puppy dog look.

"Just me and you?"

"Yeah...That a problem.?"

"No!...it's fine...that sounds nice actually" She ran her fingers through her hair, smoothing out some of the

knots.

"Then it's settled, we'll leave tommorow, at 0600..Thats not to early is it?"

"No it's fine, i'll be ready. Though can we stop by my place so i can pick up a few things?"

"Sure...thats fine. So....I guess i should let you get back to whatever it is you were doing"

"I guess so...I'll see you tommorow sir"

"Night Carter"

Smiling at him, she moved towards the door, moving to open it. She was caught offguard as

he leaned in and kissed her forehead, then opened the door and left. Staring at the closed door

blankly she wondered what he had meant by that...probably just a comfort ...friend thing..she thought

to herself. And it was...comforting, she felt safe with Jack...he seemed to fend off the impending darkness

for at least a littlewhile.

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