Kerry Johnson left Jack O'Neills office with a glint in her eye and to the sounds of light laughter from Jack himself. Walking slowly through the winding curving corridors that made up the SGC she found herself flitting through the past few days she'd been there. It certainly was a interesting command, she'd had the oppurtunity to the Stargate itself in action as well as read a few key reports surrounding the work she and her colleugues had been assigned to the for. Those alone had intrigued her, as well as the commands overseer and General, Jack O'Neill. The fact that the reports she had read were mainly surrounding the infamous SG-1's team, when Jack had been leading them only drew her too him a little more. She knew there was a spark between them the instant she had arrived standing in his office being introduced.

There was something about him, the way his eyes glanced over herself and her two collegues, a wary look wondering if they were there ultimately there for the good or the bad of the base. She had immediately made up her own mind to put his worries to rest as soon as was possible, after reading about the man he was definitely someone she had wanted as a friend not an enemy. After a brief discussion about their findings already surrounding their investigation, Kerry felt a little more relaxed knowing the General had all the important details.

After that one initial brief encounter of Jack, Kerry had found herself wondering when she would have another chance to speak with him. It had been later that day, by a fluke almost, she had found herself wandering aimlessly around the wrong floor after taking a few wrong turns, and wondering how embarassing it was not to be able to follow the simple rule of coloured lines. Thankfully Jack had found her as she found herself back on track after the help from an airman and she had found herself apologising for wandering about. Putting her straight at ease with a light sarcastic remark from the General about every hall looking the same, she had found herself accepting an informal invitation to the commissary for a bite to eat.

From there, a conversation which had continued for over two hours and extended far beyond the margins of business, she had accepted a more formal invitation for a drink off base with Jack. There was something about his eyes, his smile and the fact that he had accepted her already as someone trying to do good not bad in her short time at the SGC.

After returning home she had talked to herself in the mirror for over an hour wondering if she had made a good descision. She had only just met the man, and was already accpeting dinner invitations. Complete stranger, kept jumping to the forefront of her mind, I'm a big girl, she had retorted, the childish pleasures of, he's is quite handsome and very very attractive sung in her head. Her reflection stared solemnly for a moment, having known how messy mixing buisness and pleasure was. Still this was only drinks and why should she refuse herself some male companionship?

And so the days had passed, quite happily. It was obvious they were attracted to each other from the very start and that work was also a firm forefront of their lives. But Jack O'Neill was certainly a man to enjoy the pleasure of life also, and with a mutual agreement of not letting anything between them affect work, they had started out on their relationship. Still Kerry couldn't help but notice that Jack O'Neill still had barriers raised, high barriers which she doubted anyone could penetrate. He spoke little of work if he could help it, and skirted the subject of Daniel Jackson with subtle aplomb. But this was a relationship with self set bounds of mutual interest and she wasn't sure how far she should or could push the subject and let it lie.

Another subject Kerry had noticed Jack avoided was that of the now SG-1 commander, Lt Colonel Samantha Carter. When she had come up for a moment of conversation when they had first started to meet each other outside of work, Jack spoke highly of her, but was refused to be drawn into any more conversation surrounding her. Kerry had noticed a change of charcater for a moment as Colonel Carter came into conversation, a light shadow only lasting for a moment. The way Jack's eyes dropped, and slight change of demeanour showed there was more to the two than perhaps met the eye. But putting her lack of knowledge of the people she was talking about,after all she hadn't had the chnace to meet the woman. Kerry put her qualms aside and continued on, making a mental note to avoid mentioning the Col again unless Jack himself brought her up.

Arriving at her office, which was devoid of her companions, she assumed they were at the commissary, they had picked up a healthy appetite for the jello they served there; Sitting at her desk, she picked up the receiver and dialled for the Generals office.

"O'Neill"

With a smile she reminded him of the evening ahead