3 After Zero Hour: Part Three
'Submerge'
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. And as Daniel said, "The Soap opera continues."
On the Caribbean Island (Four Seasons Resort, Nevis)
"Sir, where are we going?" Sam was adjusting the wrap around her waist that covered her golden bikini bottom. The sun was just coming up behind a hill that painted the sky with vivid colors of pink and purple.
"Enough of that Sir stuff here on the island, call me Jack or call me gone." Jack winked at her. He tried not to stare at her as the brilliance of the rising sun glowed on her athletically slender body. He started singing in his mind. She's a lady, woooowoooh She's a lady!
"Everyone else calls me Jack. Just this once, here on the island, will you forget that you work under me." Jack paused walking and listened to his words in his own mind again. "You work at the SGC with me."
Samantha noticed that the tips of his ears turned slightly red. Then that caused her to run by what he had said a few seconds ago and raised an eyebrow as she remembered the phrase, 'you work under me' and smiled. "Ok, then I will try to avoid calling you anything. No sir and no Jack, I'll just say hey."
Sam kept fighting the urge to reach out and hold his hand as they walked. Her mind wondered over the idea of them being there on a honeymoon after a small and off world wedding. Glad that headache is gone now. She remembered the pounding migraine she had that morning and was thankful for the medicine that was given to her. The thing that bothered her was that the medicine was not the same that her doctor had given to her in the past. She was still caught up in the effects that left her a little fidgety and light headed. Oh, but how thankful she was it was gone, and she could enjoy the day.
Jack shuffled his feet and made sounds like a horse. "Yea, have it your way with the hay." Jack turned to the beach trying to remember what he said and if he had messed up by saying yea have your way with me in the hay. She said nothing, so he let it go.
"Here put this on." Jack handed Sam a facemask with a snorkel.
"Where's yours?" Sam inquired.
Jack dropped his shirt he had been carrying and she seen it had been under the shirt. "Your not worried about messing up your hair are you?"
"My hair? No, whatever. I was thinking of sharks." Sam put the mask on her face and started to wade out into the water as she threw her waist wrap back on the beach. She seen a servant picking up their things, and Jack handed him a tip and told him to leave the things at the front desk. She remembered a shark advisory was still in effect.
"Is that what you want for dinner? I was thinking about shrimp myself." Jack joined her in the water and put his mask on as well.
Sam shook her head and lowered herself into the water. She welcomed the soothing salt water that she knew would clear up the pimple that had appeared that morning on her forehead. The water was calmer today then the day before making it easier for her to look around under the water. She turned toward the shore knowing she was only in about four feet of water. What she seen almost made her laugh. A pair of legs was walking toward her in the water.
As Jack watched Sam stand back up, he held out a pair of flippers for her to put on. Jack's mind made an image of Sam as a mermaid with emeralds and gold dangling from her enthroned body. Cool! Jack thought.
Sam tried to put the flippers on as one larger wave compared to the timid water they had been standing in splashed salt water in her nose. She sneezed.
"Come on, want me to help before you drown yourself. Are you feeling ok?" Jack took her ankle and started to put the last flipper on her foot.
Sam was lost for a few moments and was unable to answer him at first. Her mind was relishing the sensations of his hands stroking her ankle and foot as he was trying to help her with her footgear. The gentle caress of his fingers on her ankle was only intensified by the sensations of the water. Unknown to her, Jack felt for a pulse on her ankle and tried not to show his delight that the longer he touched her the stronger and more rapid her pulse became.
"I had a little headache this morning, but another guest here gave me something for it." Sam almost slipped, dunking her head under.
Jack grabbed her and cradled her in his arms with her head on his chest. "Maybe this is a bad idea. We can come back tomorrow."
"No, it's ok. I want to go exploring." She opened her eyes as she coughed once. That was when she became aware that her hand was pressed to his chest doing some exploring of it's own. Jack looked down at her hand then up into her eyes. "I'm ok for real. Just a little dizzy now and then, I'm fine."
"Well, you are blond and all." Jack smiled to her shocked expression.
"What?" Sam still looked shocked he made a blond joke at her.
"You know, a dizzy blond." Jack smirked and seemed to hold her tighter as if he knew her reaction would be to get away from him.
He was right. Sam jerked to make him release the grip he had on her waist and her legs. "Let me go, and no more blond jokes. You started to sound like someone I am glad went to Atlantis."
"The resort in the Bahamas?" Jack asked innocently.
"You know what I am talking about. He was trying to be manly and said he had a thing for dumb blonds." Sam tipped her head back as the warmth from Jack's body started tempting her to kiss him yet again.
"Ahhhhh I'm sorry. All this just reminded me of a movie, and I could not resist. You know the ones where the woman stumbles and the guy saves her?" Jack slowly released her legs to help her stand again.
"I hate that. They always made the women in those old movies seem helpless and just yell whenever something happens." She started smiling back at Jack knowing that he had just been trying to lighten the mood as she was acting off her game by being dizzy.
"Oh, I don't know, makes a guy feel useful. Besides, you're the smartest person I know, and a hottie to boot. I have counted on you to save us at the SGC with one of your quantum physics speeches." Jack put his mask back on and started to submerge.
"Sir, have you been sending me emails and not signing them?" Sam asked as she watched him circle her in the water like a shark.
"No, why do you want me to? And stop that sir stuff, Carter, we're on vacation."
Moments later they were swimming out into a sheltered part of a cove that later expanded out into the ocean. That was when she seen a knife strapped to Jack's ankle, and she relaxed thinking nothing more about sharks.
They made it out of the cove to the stronger waters of the ocean, and Jack motioned under the water signaling her to go ashore. Once back on land, they rested on a fallen palm tree.
Jack gazed up her leg that was extended toward him to her waist and finally his vision rested on her eyes that were closed. "Hey, you feeling like a break and want to take a ride back."
Here eyes remained closed, "What ya going to do, slit your arm and attract sharks, so we can grab on to get a ride back?"
"No, nothing so Tomb Raider as that. I had something else in mind." Jack tapped her shin with a fingertip and she opened her eyes. He handed her a conch shell that he had just used his knife to cut the end off, so she could use it to make sounds. "You said you liked sailing."
"I don't see any boat." Sam thought he was being delusional again and laughed at the thought. Then she looked back to the water and seen a lovely sailing yacht come around the corner of a cliff wall that extended out of the water.
"They are sending out a little boat to take us to the bigger one, unless you want to swim out?" Jack stood up to his feet blocking the sun out of her eyes.
The smaller boat that zipped around the larger one picked them up and headed back to the yacht. Sam loved the ocean air blowing in her face with the ever-warming sun soaking into her skin. She had spent too much time in buildings and labs trying to solve things that came her way. Yes, she was glad to be out and about in the real world instead of poring over an alien device that might desecrate the entire solar system.
Jack picked up the conch shell he gave Sam and held it to his lips. He blew air into the shell and used his voice to make an enormously loud deep horn sound. Sam startles for a second and flashed her eyes at him.
Jack gave her an innocent look and yelled, "All aboard who's going aboard."
A/N: A sailing they will go. Where are they going in the yacht? I don't even know.
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Smile in the sun wherever you find it,
Leia