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A/N: Hello again! Well, writing is back on schedual again, with at least one chapter a week -grin- Anywho, I'd like to thank everybody for all of the support. All of the comments or just seeing more people on my update warning thingy makes writing this so much easier. I actually enjoy sitting down and taking time to write this. So my thanks go out to all readers!
Sam opened her eyes slowly, a small yawn escaping her. She hadn't had a sleep like that in what seemed like years. Her dream certainly was one worth remembering. It had seemed so real. She could actually feel the Colonel's hands on her body. Her body quivered, stimulated by the thought of him tracing his fingers over her naked body and covering her in kisses. Yes, definitely a dream worth remembering.
A content sigh escaped her as she rolled over and looked out the window. It looked like a beautiful day out. The sun filtered through the curtains, a warm breeze entering the room. I could stay like this forever, she thought to herself.
She could too. Staying at Jack's cabin had been a bad idea at first in her mind but the more she stayed the more her surroundings grew on her. It was so rough and rugged but at the same time beautiful, much like a certain ex-colonel.
A small smile played on her face. Being married certainly had its advantages. She was now allowed to think those thoughts without having to worry about accidentally expressing them in public. Of course, she still had yet to show him how much she cared about him but he hadn't really pushed her to do it either. He was taking things slow, and she knew Jack--he seldom did things the slow way. He was respecting her frame of mind at the moment and was letting her get used to her "new" life.
Maybe I should show him just how much I care. She really didn't know how though. This might have been a piece of cake for Samantha O'Neill but not for Samantha Carter. She let out a frustrated sigh. She wasn't used to acting like a woman. She was used to being one of the guys.
Perhaps if I went into town...I have to get clothes anyways. Maybe take Katy with me for some mother daughter time. She nodded to herself. Yeap, that's what she would do today.
She moved the blankets away from her body and got up slowly. She grabbed one of Jack's flannels and a pair of cut off jeans and threw them on. She didn't care what she looked like. It was only Jack, Charlie, and Katy around. No one to impress. At least not yet, she thought with a grin.
Sam stepped out into the hallway only to be greeted by the smell of coffee and bacon. Her stomach rumbled as she walked towards the kitchen. She could already hear Katy laughing, no doubt at one of her father's or Charlie's comments.
"Don't make her laugh too hard or she'll have milk come out of her nose," she chided as she walked into the kitchen. Jack's smile seemed to grow bigger when she entered, she noted.
"Hi, Sam! Have a good night sleep?" Katy asked her with a giant smile.
She nodded. "You could definitely say that," she said with a hint of seduction as she looked over towards Jack.
He gave her a funny look and shook his head. "You done eating, Squirt?"
She nodded and brought her plates over to the counter. "I'm going to help Uncle Charlie get the boat ready."
"Alright. Just be careful, alright? Make sure Uncle Charlie doesn't hurt himself anymore than what he already has."
Laughter filtered through the air as Katy stepped out the door. "I will!"
Jack looked back and smiled at Sam. She gave him a smile in return. This had become the morning ritual. She would sleep in until whenever. He would get up early, do a little fishing, then come back and start breakfast. Katy would wait around until Sam woke up and then she would go off to fish or play, which ever seemed like a good idea at the time. Charlie would take a break from fishing to get something to eat and then he would head right back out to the lake, leaving Jack and Sam alone to themselves.
She walked over to the counter past Jack and grabbed down a mug from one of the cupboards.
"You have great timing, Carter. Just brewed a fresh pot of coffee."
She flashed him another smile. "Thanks, Sir." She smacked herself mentally. She had used the 'S' word again. She let out a sigh.
Jack couldn't help but laugh. "Don't worry about it. I used the forbidden 'C' word, don't forget."
She shook her head in laughter as she walked over to the coffee pot. "What you have planned today?"
He shrugged his shoulders as he grabbed a plate. "Charlie and I were thinking of getting out the canoe and heading out on to the lake to see if we can catch any fish. Katy got that one and now I'm on a mission to make sure that wasn't the only one in there."
Sam sat down next to the table and sipped at her coffee. "Sounds like fun."
Jack turned around and gave her a boyish grin. "To me, yes. You, no. You can't fool me. Here." He set a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast down in front of her.
"Thanks. Looks great." She grabbed a fork and started to eat. She could feel his eyes on her the whole time. She couldn't help but blush a little.
"What you have planned for today?" he asked her.
"Oh, just thought that I'd go into town today and pick up a few things."
This caught his attention. "Really? What kind of things?"
"Clothes for starters. No offense to yours," she said in a joking tone.
"Hey, none taken. What else you getting?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "Things."
"Things?" He sounded confused.
"Yes, things." She liked toying with him.
He started to pout. She wasn't going to tell him and she was doing it just to spite him. "Okay, Sam. I'll let you get away with the 'things' bit but I will find out what it is."
She smiled sweetly. "Don't worry. You'll find out soon enough," she teased as she got up. "Thanks for breakfast."
"Hey it was noth--"
Jack was cut off as Sam placed her lips gently on his own. His eyes shot open and stared up at her as she broke the kiss and set her plate on the counter. "I'm going to take a shower. Have fun out on the lake," she called as she disappeared into the hallway.
He blinked a few times, trying to get over the initial shock. Did she just kiss me?! What the hell happened to taking things slowly?! He shook his head to help clear the spinning.
"Woman," he muttered under his breath, grinning as naughty thoughts filled his mind as he heard the shower start up.
It didn't take much convincing to get Katy to come into town with Sam. She seemed really willing, actually. Perhaps Jack is using her to find out what the 'things' are, she thought with a laugh.
Sam pulled the truck over into the parking lot and found a spot. "You ready to go shopping?"
Katy nodded eagerly. "You betcha! What you need to get?"
They started walking into the store. "Some shirts, jeans, socks, underwear. Clothes in general, I guess. You need to get anything?" she asked the five year old.
She shrugged her shoulders. "Um...I don't know. Dad and I don't really go shopping lots."
Sam nodded in understanding. "I know how that is. When my mother died..." She paused in her thoughts. "Well, let's just say it was difficult to get any shopping done with my dad around."
"Grandpa Jacob?"
Sam nodded again. "Yeap. That's my dad. Is he spoiling you yet?"
Katy grinned. "Yeah, he brings me all kinds of cool presents. He gave me this last time."
The little girl dug her hand deep into her pocket and what she brought up almost sent Sam to the floor. It was an old ring that her father had given her. It was her mother's once upon a time and just seeing her daughter with it made her happy.
"You okay, Sam?" Katy looked worriedly at her new mom.
"Yes, just happy. Did you know that ring was once your grandma's?"
The five year old shook her head no. "I didn't know that. He told me that is was once...yours. I'd wear it except for its too big for my fingers."
"Well, we'll just have to buy a chain for you to put it on," Sam said with a smile. She grabbed hold of Katy's hand and gave it a squeeze. "Let's go in and do some shopping."
"Alright!"
"How does this look?"
Sam had stepped out of the dressing room and was showing off her new outfit.
"Wow! You look really pretty, Sam!"
Sam looked in the mirror. She felt so...naked. "Are you sure I'm not showing off too much?"
Katy shook her head. "Dad will definitely go ga ga over you. Black is one of his favorite colors."
The older blonde smiled. "Thank you, Katy. Stay right here. I'm going to go change."
Sam changed back into her own clothes, a seductive smile on her face. If this doesn't make me feel like a woman, I don't know what will.
Sam made sure she hid her purchase from a very snoopy Jack O'Neill. As soon as she had stepped in the door, he offered to help her put her things away. She smiled sweetly and said that she had Katy to help her and quickly ran to her bedroom. Jack tried to get Katy to give him a clue but she just giggled and followed Sam.
She smiled as she heard him complaining to Kawalsky about woman and their strange ways. Katy laughed at her reaction to his words. "Dad's really in a tizzy. When you going to wear it?"
Sam let a sly smile take over her face. "Oh, don't worry. It won't be too long. You have to promise not to tell your dad, okay? Let's just make him suffer some more."
Katy grinned just as slyly as Sam. "No problem."
A/N: Yay! Happy chatper! If you're all wondering, yes, the dream was a memory -grin- Unfortunately, I didn't really want to go into details. I'll save that for later chapter with higher ratings. And trust, many of those to come. Until next time!