Disclaimer: Still don't own them or anything to do with them, not even the DVDs.

A/N: Ok ppl feed my addiction. Please. Only two reviews from the last two chapters, we can do better than that. You're lucky I was on a roll this weekend. I've got another chapter or so planned out, but after that…
So now that the threats are out of the way here's the story.

Game on

Jack

Jack was more than a little nervous. But not so much about the hockey game that would be starting shortly, more about the fact that Janet and Catherine had dragged Sam off laughing as soon as the group had returned to campus, over two hours ago. Now as he sat on the bench waiting for the game to start he scanned the crowd for his friends. He'd assumed Sam would sit with T, Daniel, Catherine, and Janet in their traditional spots behind the home team's bench. They weren't there. He finally spotted them sitting much farther away than usual, several rows up behind one of the goals. Daniel and T seemed to be holding three empty seats between them.

I wonder where the girls are. Leave it to them to be late to the first game of the season. What have they been up to all afternoon? Oops, focus Jack, coach is calling. Time to go play.

At the end of the first period the team was leading 2-0, but they had had to work harder than anticipated. Consequently Jack had yet to spot Sam in the crowd.

"Oh, there's Catherine. I didn't realize they'd moved."

Jack followed Mark's gaze back to the place where he'd seen Daniel and T earlier. All of the seats were full but he didn't recognize the blonde who was conversing animatedly with Janet.

Where's Sam? Did Janet bring some other friend along? They seem pretty close. I wonder if I've met her before. I don't remember any blondes with curly hair. If she'd just turn her head this way a little…

As if in response to his thought Sam paused in her conversation with Janet and turned to look in his direction. Jack's jaw dropped. Given what he could distinguish from this distance she looked stunning.

Wow! They curled her hair. Kinky! There's something about her eyes too. She looks like she's glowing. Those girls know their stuff. I wonder wha…hey!

"That hurt Carter!"

"Earth to Jack! Coach has called us three times, we're supposed to be on the ice right now. Who were you checking out? My girl or my sister? Know what don't answer that. We need to get in the game."

Sam

The second and third periods had gone much like the first, though Jack had seemed less focused. Sam had caught him glancing up at her instead of watching the puck occasionally. In the end, distracted Jack or not, the team had won by a score of 5-2. Sam had enjoyed watching the game, even her little session with the girls before hand had relaxed her.

The first thing Catherine and Janet had done after dragging her back to their dorm was to raid their closets. They'd finally settled on an outfit consisting of a tight black tank covered with a sheer floral patterned v-neck in oranges and yellows paired with a tight, knee length, khaki skirt. A pair of brown leather boots completed the ensemble. Then while Catherine had fussed with Sam's makeup, Janet had curled her hair. Sam had been nervous through the whole process as she wasn't used to giving up control. However, she'd had to admit that the girls had done a wonderful job when she saw the results.

Now she was nervous again. She would havepreferedto return to the guys' house after the game ended but Catherine and Janet had insisted she stay and keep Catherine company while she waited for Mark. Consequently Catherine had been talking Sam's ear off for the past half hour, rehashing every play of the game. The two were leaning on the exit doors across the lobby from the locker room when Mark and Jack walked out.

They must have just gotten out of the showers. His hair's still damp. It looks so good at this length, short. Would he let me run my hands through it? Probably not, well maybe just to humor me. He's never going to notice me. Not even after all the work that Janet and Catherine put in this afternoon. Why did he just stop moving? He's staring. Is his mouth open? What's going on?

Jack

Gulp! I didn't realize she would look this good. Pull it together Jack! Carter's standing right next to you and he's already started to figure out enough. She looks…gorgeous! Stunning! Sexy as hell! I wouldn't have thought those colors could make blue eyes look so big and enticing. Move Jack! Now! One foot in front of the other, slow and steady towards the door.

Sam

It seemed like forever before Jack began to move again, though in reality it had only been fifteen seconds or so. His eyes were locked on Sam's.

Am I dreaming this? That look in his eyes, his hesitation, they can't be real. All these years and he's never even hinted…

"Samantha…"

God, the sound of his voice. Knees weakening, shivers running down my spine. He's the only person who uses my full name. I thought I'd learned all his tones, but this is different, new. Somewhere between frustration, laughter, and tenderness, what is it? Smile Samantha, meet him halfway.

Mark and Catherine stood to the side, arms wrapped around each other, watching the drama unfolding before them, amused. Jack and Sam stared at each other, moving slowly together, oblivious to the world outside them. Jack reached out a hand to toy with one of Sam's carefully constructed curls as a blush crept up her cheeks.

"Sam…you…I…wow!"

"uh…thanks Jack."

He's doing it again, sliding his palm over my chin, trapping me in his eyes. Maybe this time…he's leaning in.

They each took a half step forward, closing the remaining distance between them. Jack's other hand slid around Sam's waist smoothing along the hem of her shirt. His lips lowered to brush hers lightly. Jack lifted his head to change the angle of the kiss and Mark chose that moment to interrupt.

"Hey Jack, as much as I love watching you man-handle my sister…do you think we could get this show on the road?"

Startled out of their reverie Jack removed his hand from Sam's waist and tried to draw back. Sam surprised him by leaning forward to return the intimate brush of lips before stepping away.

I can't believe that just happened. Jack just kissed me, finally. Too bad it was in front of Mark. I'm never going to hear the end of this. At least he doesn't look upset. I wonder how far I can take this.

Sam reached her right hand out to Jack's left. She turned her palm to his and laced their fingers together for the second time that day.

"All right Mark, where to next?"

A/N 2: Yeah I know that was short, but I need some sleep before work. More coming soon though it may be another short shot as these two were originally going to be one chap.