"Jack?" Sam called as she came into their hotel room a couple days later.

"Yeah?" He said stepping out the bathroom towelling dry his hair. "Have a nice day at the Pentagon dear?" Sam looked at him he was just dressed in a towel and bit her lip. "See something you like?"

"Maybe." Sam smiled.

"So ask me what I did today." He promoted.

"What did you do today Jack?" Sam asked.

"I went to the Pentagon to see if my wife would like to have lunch and guess what I was told she was unavailable and would remain unavailable for the rest of the day."

"Who told you I was unavailable? I would have loved to have had lunch with you." Sam asked.

"Someone."

"Hang on a minute." She sat on the bed and dialled an extension at the Pentagon.

"Davis." The person on the other end answer.

"It's Major Carter, is there a gag order on who can see me at the Pentagon?" She asked.

"We felt it was a necessary precaution." Davis replied.

"Well you better add my husband to that list otherwise I might be inclined to develop a sudden illness which means I won't be able to work for at least a week."

"Major, you shouldn't threaten the Pentagon." Davis warned.

"It's not threat Major, besides which my immune system was dramatically altered along with my blood chemistry, with all this polluted air I could very easily catch something. You can ask my doctor, I would give you her number but you probably already have it."

"I'll have him added to the list right away."

"Thank you and have a nice evening Paul." Sam hung up.

"You've been hanging around me for far too long." Jack said proudly.

"And I plan to for at least the next fifty years, so get used to it." Jack smiled. "So ask me what I did today?"

"What did you do today?" Jack asked sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I got us one step closer to goal."

"What did you find out?"

"It's only small but I found a traceable error in the change in paperwork."

"Who did you trace it back to?"

"I'm still working on that one but it's a start."

"You're amazing." Jack kissed her.

"You're pretty amazing yourself. Have you noticed we're getting off work a lot earlier since we've been in Washington?" Sam asked.

"That's because you don't have any doohickeys to play with or people coming to ask you questions to distract you."

"No it's because if I don't leave at a reasonable hour people at the Pentagon may get suspicious."

"And here I was thinking that you just wanted to get home to see me." He frowned.

"That too." She kissed him.

"So guess where I'm going tomorrow?"

"France?" Sam said at random.

"If I was I'd take you with me."

"So where then?"

"Falls Church, Virginia." Jack replied.

"And what is in Falls Church, Virginia?" Sam inquired.

"The Navy JAG headquarters. I'm going to make discreet inquiries regarding charges the Navy's policies on O'Brady and what he did."

"Just don't do anything they have to arrest you for, I don't want to have to come and bail you out."

"Bail me out? Why you?" He tickled her. Sam broke down into fits of giggles.

"Uncle." Sam called.

"You know you're overdressed."

"I guess we'll have to do something about that." Sam smiled.

"Perhaps we will."

TBC