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WARNING: Mention's death of Sam's mom, so if you are likely to be affected please be careful. Thanks.
Young Love
Chapter Two: - Learning.
In the end it was four weeks before they were able to go and talk to one another, thanks to the hassle of beginning at university. They had become firm friends during that time and really wanted to find something out about one another. It didn't take long for Jon to find somewhere where they could sit and chat about each other. They sat under a tree facing the beautiful mountains that surrounded the campus. They sat right next to one another, Jon's fingers tangled with hers.
"Wow this is hard," Jon said after a long uncomfortable silence, neither one of them wanting to approach the subject of their feelings.
"I've never been good at talking," he said to Sam who was watching him in fascination.
"You're watching me again," he said smiling at her.
"Jon I'm just curious. You're Irish, you're very tall, you're obviously very clever, not to pleased about being watched by people, an Air Force Flyboy and you're damn good looking. What's their not to be curious about?" She said smiling at him. He returned the smile.
"Okay here goes. My full name is Jonathan Josiah Jacob Angus Jez Quinn Guy Drew O'Neill. One hell of a name I know but hey my dad wasn't in his right mind anyway. I'm 6ft 4ins. I was born in Chicago on the 23rd January 1957. I moved to Arklow, County Wicklow in the East of Ireland when I was a few weeks old. My mother died in childbirth. I grew up with my father but was basically raised by my fathers groom Jock and his wife Mary. My father blamed me for my mother death, we never got on. My family are billionaires. I bare knuckle box, thanks to our local catholic priest Paddy. My family though are Protestants. I'm very musical. I can ride horses. My father used to beat me so once I finished at University I ran away form home and have lived over here ever since. I was educated at an Irish University by the time I was fifteen. I'm a bit of a wiz at languages, many people can do math quicker than a calculator, but I can pick up languages just like that." He clicked his fingers.
"I don't like a lot of female attention because for the last ten years of my life I have been the object of female desires and I hate that. When I was in Ireland I had body guards to stop people harassing me. I love science especially physics and am mainly into astronomy. You know that I am studying Saxon and Norse Mythology. After I leave Uni again I will briefly go back through my Black Ops training then be reassigned. I have my left ear pierced and three tattoos'. That's all I can think of to tell you. Oh my father is my only living relative. He's called Sean, Sean Rufus O'Neill. We don't talk." Jon smiled at her. Sam watched him then suddenly looked quite sad. He put his arm around her shoulders. It wasn't long before she turned her face into his shoulder and started to cry.
"Sam, what's up?" he asked gently, rubbing her back. It was a while later before she was able to compose herself.
"My mom died for years ago and I really miss having her to talk to." Jon wrapped his arms around her and carried on rubbing her back.
"After my mom died, my brother and my father fell out and barely talk to one another and when they do they're always fighting. Mark, my brother, blamed Dad for Mom's death. Dad was supposed to have picked her up from the Airport but he as running late so she took a taxi. A drunk driver crashed into the car killing Mom and the Taxi driver immediately the drunk got away with a few scratches. Suddenly I had to cook for my dad and brother, meaning that I had no time for a social life. That and no boy dared date me as I was Colonel Carter's little girl. Dad was really over protective of me and that made my life very hard. Because of this you're the first guy I've managed to get close to. It's madness. I don't drink, never been kissed properly or ever had a boyfriend. God I must be destined to be a spinster all my life." She started to sob again at her lack of knowledge. Jon was shocked; he figured that someone like Sam would have had boys beating her door down to date her. He pulled her closer and whispered
"Sam there is nothing wrong with being inexperienced. I had to learn. My first time was with a girl who had, had sex several times before. She didn't know I never had. I was 15 and she was 18. I was the most terrifying moment of my life. She explained that they guy she lost her virginity with had also never had sex, which meant that there was lots of fumbling between the two and he climaxed as he entered her. Apparently not one of her most pleasurable experiences. She knew what she was doing with me which made it so much easier. You'll find someone you care about enough to sleep with. But what ever you do don't just sleep with someone so you loose your virginity. You have to care for your partner for it to be any good."
She snuggled closer to the man at her side who sighed contentedly. Sam and Jon sat there for another hour just happy to be in each others company and in each others arms.
"Jon, What if I never find anyone?" Jon sighed and shifted her onto his lap.
"Sam, trust me you'll find someone," Sam looked up at him and smiled sadly. Jon looked down into her blue eyes. They were rimmed with moisture.
"Oh Sam," he whispered "Please trust me. There is guy out there for you. He'll be everything you need and want in a guy," the look on Sam's face tore at his heart. He hadn't known her for very long but he hoped to God that he was the man for her. He knew he was in very deep and he cared for her a lot more than he was supposed to already. Sam snuggled down into his chest, wrapping her arms firmly round his waist. The time spent talking meant that it was now quite late and Sam was beginning to tire.
After four weeks at the university it was apparent that Sam could easily work through the night. The normally worked together, keeping themselves awake off caffeine from Coke and Coffee. Sam was slowly falling asleep and Jon was glad that she would get a sensible amount of rest that night. He shifted and lifted her sleeping form into his arms; she automatically wound her arms around his neck.
Unfortunately for the two, Jon's commanding officer and Sam's father had come to see how Jon, Kowalski and Sam had settled into University life.
"Making friends I see Jon," His CO said and he approached from behind. Jon nearly dropped Sam; even his Black Ops training meant that he hadn't heard Paul Vidrine behind him.
"Sam I'm gonna hafta put you down." She moaned in protest and said
"But I like it here."
"Sam, common Kiddo it really is time to wake up," Jon said. When Sam's father saw that it was Sam in Jon's arms he saw red.
"You'd better have a damn good excuse Airman. I don't want you anywhere near my daughter again," Sam had woken more when Jon tightened his arms round her shoulder. Jon saluted both men before returning his attention to the young woman beside him.
"Jon why'd put me down?" Sam asking still not aware of her furious father "Because Kiddo I really like my job and getting Court Marshalled is not my idea of having a successful career." He replied.
"Samantha Carter you'd better be able to explain this," Jacob bellowed.
"Dad what are you doing here?" Sam said, finally fully awake.
"I came here with Paul to see how you and the two lieutenants were getting on. But I can see that the two of you seem to be getting on fine. Maybe my concern wasn't needed," he said sarcastically "I really hope you two can explain this."
"I've got an excuse. I finally manage to open up to someone about the last four years and they look after me. It's late and I've been working very hard. Jon had noticed that I was tiring so instead of waking me up he let me sleep and then carried me. Jeez Dad I'm nearly nineteen and you still treat me like I'm ten. I should be allowed to grow up Dad. Jon is the first guy apart from you and Mark that I've been able to get close to. No one dared go near me cos I was Colonel Carter's little girl. So leave me and Jon alone. Jon I'll see you in a couple of minutes okay."
"Be careful, watch where you're going and don't talk to idiots like Charlie," he whispered. Sam hugged him quickly before turning to her father and saying "I'll speak to you when you've calmed down enough to think rationally." She turned on her heel and as Jacob went to grab her Jon got in his way. His eyes were blazing with anger. Jacob knew whatever happened Jon would protect Sam.
WARNING: Mention's death of Sam's mom, so if you are likely to be affected please be careful. Thanks.
Young Love
Chapter Two: - Learning.
In the end it was four weeks before they were able to go and talk to one another, thanks to the hassle of beginning at university. They had become firm friends during that time and really wanted to find something out about one another. It didn't take long for Jon to find somewhere where they could sit and chat about each other. They sat under a tree facing the beautiful mountains that surrounded the campus. They sat right next to one another, Jon's fingers tangled with hers.
"Wow this is hard," Jon said after a long uncomfortable silence, neither one of them wanting to approach the subject of their feelings.
"I've never been good at talking," he said to Sam who was watching him in fascination.
"You're watching me again," he said smiling at her.
"Jon I'm just curious. You're Irish, you're very tall, you're obviously very clever, not to pleased about being watched by people, an Air Force Flyboy and you're damn good looking. What's their not to be curious about?" She said smiling at him. He returned the smile.
"Okay here goes. My full name is Jonathan Josiah Jacob Angus Jez Quinn Guy Drew O'Neill. One hell of a name I know but hey my dad wasn't in his right mind anyway. I'm 6ft 4ins. I was born in Chicago on the 23rd January 1957. I moved to Arklow, County Wicklow in the East of Ireland when I was a few weeks old. My mother died in childbirth. I grew up with my father but was basically raised by my fathers groom Jock and his wife Mary. My father blamed me for my mother death, we never got on. My family are billionaires. I bare knuckle box, thanks to our local catholic priest Paddy. My family though are Protestants. I'm very musical. I can ride horses. My father used to beat me so once I finished at University I ran away form home and have lived over here ever since. I was educated at an Irish University by the time I was fifteen. I'm a bit of a wiz at languages, many people can do math quicker than a calculator, but I can pick up languages just like that." He clicked his fingers.
"I don't like a lot of female attention because for the last ten years of my life I have been the object of female desires and I hate that. When I was in Ireland I had body guards to stop people harassing me. I love science especially physics and am mainly into astronomy. You know that I am studying Saxon and Norse Mythology. After I leave Uni again I will briefly go back through my Black Ops training then be reassigned. I have my left ear pierced and three tattoos'. That's all I can think of to tell you. Oh my father is my only living relative. He's called Sean, Sean Rufus O'Neill. We don't talk." Jon smiled at her. Sam watched him then suddenly looked quite sad. He put his arm around her shoulders. It wasn't long before she turned her face into his shoulder and started to cry.
"Sam, what's up?" he asked gently, rubbing her back. It was a while later before she was able to compose herself.
"My mom died for years ago and I really miss having her to talk to." Jon wrapped his arms around her and carried on rubbing her back.
"After my mom died, my brother and my father fell out and barely talk to one another and when they do they're always fighting. Mark, my brother, blamed Dad for Mom's death. Dad was supposed to have picked her up from the Airport but he as running late so she took a taxi. A drunk driver crashed into the car killing Mom and the Taxi driver immediately the drunk got away with a few scratches. Suddenly I had to cook for my dad and brother, meaning that I had no time for a social life. That and no boy dared date me as I was Colonel Carter's little girl. Dad was really over protective of me and that made my life very hard. Because of this you're the first guy I've managed to get close to. It's madness. I don't drink, never been kissed properly or ever had a boyfriend. God I must be destined to be a spinster all my life." She started to sob again at her lack of knowledge. Jon was shocked; he figured that someone like Sam would have had boys beating her door down to date her. He pulled her closer and whispered
"Sam there is nothing wrong with being inexperienced. I had to learn. My first time was with a girl who had, had sex several times before. She didn't know I never had. I was 15 and she was 18. I was the most terrifying moment of my life. She explained that they guy she lost her virginity with had also never had sex, which meant that there was lots of fumbling between the two and he climaxed as he entered her. Apparently not one of her most pleasurable experiences. She knew what she was doing with me which made it so much easier. You'll find someone you care about enough to sleep with. But what ever you do don't just sleep with someone so you loose your virginity. You have to care for your partner for it to be any good."
She snuggled closer to the man at her side who sighed contentedly. Sam and Jon sat there for another hour just happy to be in each others company and in each others arms.
"Jon, What if I never find anyone?" Jon sighed and shifted her onto his lap.
"Sam, trust me you'll find someone," Sam looked up at him and smiled sadly. Jon looked down into her blue eyes. They were rimmed with moisture.
"Oh Sam," he whispered "Please trust me. There is guy out there for you. He'll be everything you need and want in a guy," the look on Sam's face tore at his heart. He hadn't known her for very long but he hoped to God that he was the man for her. He knew he was in very deep and he cared for her a lot more than he was supposed to already. Sam snuggled down into his chest, wrapping her arms firmly round his waist. The time spent talking meant that it was now quite late and Sam was beginning to tire.
After four weeks at the university it was apparent that Sam could easily work through the night. The normally worked together, keeping themselves awake off caffeine from Coke and Coffee. Sam was slowly falling asleep and Jon was glad that she would get a sensible amount of rest that night. He shifted and lifted her sleeping form into his arms; she automatically wound her arms around his neck.
Unfortunately for the two, Jon's commanding officer and Sam's father had come to see how Jon, Kowalski and Sam had settled into University life.
"Making friends I see Jon," His CO said and he approached from behind. Jon nearly dropped Sam; even his Black Ops training meant that he hadn't heard Paul Vidrine behind him.
"Sam I'm gonna hafta put you down." She moaned in protest and said
"But I like it here."
"Sam, common Kiddo it really is time to wake up," Jon said. When Sam's father saw that it was Sam in Jon's arms he saw red.
"You'd better have a damn good excuse Airman. I don't want you anywhere near my daughter again," Sam had woken more when Jon tightened his arms round her shoulder. Jon saluted both men before returning his attention to the young woman beside him.
"Jon why'd put me down?" Sam asking still not aware of her furious father "Because Kiddo I really like my job and getting Court Marshalled is not my idea of having a successful career." He replied.
"Samantha Carter you'd better be able to explain this," Jacob bellowed.
"Dad what are you doing here?" Sam said, finally fully awake.
"I came here with Paul to see how you and the two lieutenants were getting on. But I can see that the two of you seem to be getting on fine. Maybe my concern wasn't needed," he said sarcastically "I really hope you two can explain this."
"I've got an excuse. I finally manage to open up to someone about the last four years and they look after me. It's late and I've been working very hard. Jon had noticed that I was tiring so instead of waking me up he let me sleep and then carried me. Jeez Dad I'm nearly nineteen and you still treat me like I'm ten. I should be allowed to grow up Dad. Jon is the first guy apart from you and Mark that I've been able to get close to. No one dared go near me cos I was Colonel Carter's little girl. So leave me and Jon alone. Jon I'll see you in a couple of minutes okay."
"Be careful, watch where you're going and don't talk to idiots like Charlie," he whispered. Sam hugged him quickly before turning to her father and saying "I'll speak to you when you've calmed down enough to think rationally." She turned on her heel and as Jacob went to grab her Jon got in his way. His eyes were blazing with anger. Jacob knew whatever happened Jon would protect Sam.