Wow! Sorry about making you guys wait so long for an update. I might not be able to post as often now due to the fact that my chemistry grade is plummeting. I am so bored in that class, I try and pretend that Sam is teaching and that the fate of the world hangs on the charges of hydrogen. (1 and -1.) Enjoy!

(Two months later)

Daniel was getting frustrated. Not at ancient runes or medieval text, or even the cafeteria food. His problem was Sam and Jack. Namely, their lack of communication with each other. Jack had been so worried about Sam and now he barely spoke to her and it was pissing Daniel off.

Teal'c was also beginning to notice the pair's obvious tension, although it was not in his nature to be concerned about such trivialities. He couldn't help worrying about the mental health of his two fellow officers and friends.

(Sam's Lab)

Sam sat staring at her computer screen. Life was back to normal; she was running diagnostics, eating Jell-O, and keeping to herself. Her physical wounds had healed, although her emotional wounds still remained fresh. Briefly she closed her eyes.

"I love you!"

Sam's eyes flew open again as she mentally shook herself, lips buzzing as she recalled the feeling of his mouth pressed against hers. His hands on her face. The aroma of him…

Get a grip. Sam chided herself. It's not like he's going to walk in the door of her office and proclaim his love for her.

Sam's door opened and Jack came through, dressed in his usual collection of tight black t-shirt and camouflage pants. She could already feel her heart beginning to pound heavily in her chest.

"Hey Carter. How's the diagnostic coming?"

"Fine Sir."

Carter replied tensely without looking up. The kiss was still too fresh in her mind.

Jack strode over to her tabletop and leaned heavily on it with a small sigh.

"Carter, we need to talk."

Sam continued to give her computer an icy stare, unable to bring her eyes to his face.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

Jack rolled his eyes.

"Carter, you've barely said two words to me since we kiss-… after you got back."

"Yes sir."

"Carter talk to me."

"Yes Sir."

"Dammit Sam! Don't make me make this an order."

Sam turned to face him.

"What do you want me to say?"

Jack knelt to be at her eye level.

"Say you forgive me. Laugh like you used to in briefings when I have no idea what the hell we're talking about. Just be my Sam again!"

Sam stared at him.

"I never was your Sam, sir. I never was and I never will be."

Jack's face changed; hurt spreading across his handsome features like ripples in a lake. They sat there for a moment, just staring at each other until Sam broke the silence.

"I have a lot of work to do, Colonel, so feel free to leave now," she said, putting heavy emphasis on his title.

Without warning, Jack half-stood and grabbed the arms of Sam's chair, spinning her around to face him and planting a passionate kiss on her lips. He felt her tense and responded only by kissing her more deeply. Finally, Sam relaxed at slipped her hand behind his head and returned his kiss. Jack broke the kiss first, his breath heaving slightly as he stood and turned to leave.

"I'll go now."

Cruel, cruel man.

Sam leapt to her feet and caught Jack before he made it to the door. Grabbing him by his shoulder and turning him to face her, she kissed him fiercely, pressing him firmly against the door. As the kiss slowly became more passionate, the door opened, sending Sam and Jack flying out into the hallway, sprawled awkwardly at the feet of a very confused Daniel.

"Danny, your timing really sucks."

-End Chapter Nine-

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