They grew up together but will they grow old together?

Disclaimer: This story maybe AU but real life is not, so these guys still don't belong to me.

Back in Jack's bed

Jack

"…Weren't you supposed to be sleeping in Mark's room?"

"Theoretically…"

Jack watched a delicate flush spread across Sam's face. She seemed to be remembering things as she thought about how to form her answer.

"I was supposed to sleep on the futon or in Mark or T's bed. There were still too many people around when I wanted to go to bed so I came up here. Then I heard Mark dragging Cath into his room while I was brushing my teeth. I was going to go back downstairs when I remembered that Daniel left earlier with Janet, so I decided to crash in his bed."

"And you ended up in my bed how then?"

Oh shit, that came out wrong didn't it, thought Jack as Sam flinched away from him.

"Samantha, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way. I'm just confused and still half asleep."

His hand on her knee began to move in soothing circles trying to reinforce his words. Jack knew he was usually smoother than this with the ladies, but his words seemed to have dried up over night. He pushed up off the bed and sat Indian style facing her. He struggled to suppress a yawn and grinned sheepishly.

"So…how did you, umm…you know?"

"Well when I came in you were tossing around and muttering like you were having a bad dream. When I touched your shoulder to try to settle you down your arm slid around my back and yanked me on top of you. I tried to get up but…"

Jack looked up from his comforter as Sam paused and took in the darkening color of her cheeks.

"…you made a comment that startled me. When I started to sit up again you were faster. You rolled me to the inside of the bed and draped your arm over me. I was going to wait 'til you had fallen completely back asleep and try to leave again, but I guess I fell asleep first."

Now it was Jack's turn to blush. He vaguely remembered having an indecent dream about Sam last night and he was worried about what exactly he'd said to her. But he couldn't acknowledge that without revealing how, exactly, he thought of her.

Yeah that'd be a great move Jack. There's no way that Sam the genius wants to hear about your little fantasies. I bet it'd shock the hell out of her if she knew how long she's been staring in your dreams. It's a good thing she was naive enough at thirteen not to realize how much wrestling with her turned you on. Darned if I don't miss it though, she never giggles any more.

Jack hadn't realized that his hand had started to roam from Sam's knee while he thought until he felt her fingers close over his. The silvery blue paint of her nails stood out against his slightly darker skin and complemented the navy sleep shorts they were startlingly close to. Amazed at how far up her thigh his hands had traveled before she stopped them Jack stilled then withdrew his fingers and tried to formulate an adequate comment.

"Man. Samantha, I'm really sorry about all this. First I drag you into my bed and then I proceed to give you the third degree when you wake up in the morning. I'm such a…"

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Jack's favorite obnoxious alarm clock cut him off mid-sentence. This time the surprise actually did land him on the floor. Gingerly rubbing his butt Jack rose to his knees and snapped off the alarm. He thought about climbing back into his bed but the sound of Sam giggling hysterically was seriously turning him on so he decided against it and sat back down on the floor.

God, Jack groaned mentally. That has to be one of the sexiest sounds ever. It's even better than I remember. I could make a ton of money selling recordings of that sound. Between that and her smile I would be a very rich man. Jack, stop checking Sam out! She's not an air headed bimbo you can use and then get rid of. Better just to stay away.

Sam

She couldn't help it. His body had jolted at the sound of the alarm just enough to cause him to loose his balance and topple off the bed. He'd had the cutest look of consternation on his face as his legs had tipped back over his head and her giggles had rushed to the surface too quickly for her to stop them. The fact that he was sitting on the floor pouting only egged her on.

He looks like a miffed five year old sitting there frowning up at the alarm clock with his arms crossed over his chest. It makes me just want to reach out and pinch his cheeks. Yeah, talk about a bad idea Samantha, he'd probably take that about as well as he takes giggling. But he's not stopping me now came the response from her inner devil.

Still giggling Sam leaned over the edge of the bed and extended a hand to Jack. He grasped it and pulled, bringing himself to his knees. This brought their faces back into close range quickly stopping Sam's laughter.

Those eyes should be illegal. They're insanely distracting.

This time when she licked her lips Jack was the one to close the distance between them.

Jack

She's so close, so pretty, so tempting. One little kiss can't hurt anything can it? I just want to share some of her laughter. Come on Jack, you've done this before. Slide a hand around to the back of her neck, lean in slowly and…there you go, nice and easy…

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

God Damn it! Stupid snooze!

The moment interrupted Jack pulled away and stood, actually looking at the alarm this time. After he shut it off for good he turned to Sam.

"That was to remind me I have a ROTC distance run this morning. I have to be at the track in, crap, five minutes."

Jack began dashing around his room gathering clothes and shoes. He decided that rather than worrying about changing with Sam in his room he'd just wear his pajama pants running, after all it wouldn't be the first time. He yanked on a long-sleeved t-shirt. Grab some light weight gloves, a hat and his keys before heading towards the bedroom door.

"I should be back in 2 hours, but don't wait around for me. How bout we do lunch? If you're not around the house I'll call your cell after I get out of the shower."

And then he was out the door without even waiting for a response.

Sam

Sam sat with her head tilted back against the wall working to steady her breathing as Jack rushed around the room preparing to leave. She closed her eyes and let out a big sigh as the door shut firmly behind him.

Ok, this time it wasn't just me. He was going to kiss me. If that alarm hadn't gone off I'd be kissing Jack, on his bed, alone…Pull it together Samantha. Nothing happened and now the moments over and he's going to be acting like nothing happened. So stop obsessing. Get up and go do something.

Sam reluctantly left the bed, but she didn't want to leave the room without some sign that she'd been there, a subtle reminder to Jack that something had happened. Looking around the room several times she finally settled on a course of action.

A/N: So here it is, another kinda short chapter, but the next one will be long I promise. Jack has a lot of stuff to think about during his run. And yes you will get to find out what Sam did, just not yet. I'm quickly becoming addicted to reviews so please leave me more.-) Thanks to those of you who have reviewed so far. I'm glad to hear that you find my little flight of fancy amusing too. I never realized it would be so hard to write an AU story like this one, esp. while watching old eps. I have to keep backing up to erase all the "Sir"s and "Carter"s from the conversation.