It took just ten minutes for Jack to organise Sam and a suitcase, hustle her out of her house and into the car. Teal'c had joined Daniel in the backseat, leaving the passenger seat free for Sam. She climbed into the pick-up, throwing a wistful look over her shoulder at her house. Well there was no backing out now.
Jack jumped into the driver's seat and fired up the engine. The CD started off again and Sam jammed her hands over her ears.
"Grief Jack. Are you sure it's loud enough?"
"No he isn't," Daniel said. "But any louder and the speakers start distorting."
Sam looked at Daniel's grey face, then at the slight smirk on Jack's.
"You are evil."
He chuckled, but he did turn the stereo down somewhat. "Did you eat breakfast Carter?"
"No," she replied. "You arrived too early for that."
"Well I wanted to avoid traffic," he told her. "And beat you to crying off – ow!" Sam had thumped his arm. "Well I know you Carter, you'd rather study some magnetic dodah or other such crap. You need fresh air."
"I get plenty of air off-world."
"Yes but in Colorado you don't get fired at by 'zats or Staff Weapons."
"I'd rather get fried by a 'zat than die of boredom."
"You haven't given it a chance and..."
"Excuse me," Teal'c interrupted them. "Correct me if I am wrong but I believe we agree to this venture as it would provide enjoyment and relaxation."
"That's right T, we did."
"I do not believe that we shall have much enjoyment in listening to you and Major Carter arguing. Nor do I think it will be relaxing."
There was a long silence.
"Sorry T, you're right as usual." Jack glanced at Sam, who was biting her bottom lip. "I'm sorry Sam. You have every right to do what you want. We haven't gone too far, I can take you back if you want."
That got Sam's attention and she swivled in her seat to stare at him. "No," she said quickly. "You're right – I haven't given it a chance. And it would be nice to spend time together without there being a threat to our lives."
"You sure?" Jack checked. "Last call for going back to Sam's house."
"I'm sure," laughed Sam. "But I still want breakfast."
"There's not a problem. I know a little place where you can get a great big greasy fry-up."
There was a choked noise from the back.
"Jack," Sam groaned, rolling her eyes.