What Fate Decrees - Part Thirty-one
The weeks flew past all too quickly for Sam. She worked on her projects during the day at her lab and came home to Jack each evening. She only went on a few short missions, a day or two at most, but she found she missed Jack badly when they were apart.
She had thought about the glove frequently. They'd discussed several times the idea of giving it back to Jack, but deep down Sam was worried about the heartache it would surely cause him.
It had taken a long time for the repairer to get a suitable match for the leather, but it was finally ready and the glove sat in her lab drawer, waiting ….
Sam had taken it out of its wrapping a few times and gazed at it as though looking for answers. The events that had put the glove in the position to save Jack's life that day still astounded her. Sometimes she made herself dizzy with the variables her scientific mind conjured up.
The glove had become important to her as well, for the way it had saved his life, and she knew that it needed to be with Jack. Just how to do it without too much upset was the problem, and she knew at heart there was no answer to that question - the longer she left it, she knew the worse it would be.
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Teal'c used the opportunity of Jack's convalescence to visit his family and Daniel was kept busy bringing his department up-to-date, and with new objects brought back by the other SG teams.
The relationship between Daniel and Janet blossomed slowly. They often came over to spend time with Sam and Jack and none of them felt shy any longer about showing their feelings in front of the others. The regulations were never mentioned.
Jack had stepped up his training and was officially doing physiotherapy at the hospital. He was doing well, but he was bored and it showed.
One evening they were sitting around chatting and Daniel made a remark about how he wished sometimes the artefacts would come to him, instead of him having to traipse across the galaxy at times.
Jack took a long pull at the beer he was drinking, frowning. Sam caught his expression and wondered if he was about to lose his temper. He'd been tetchy for a few days, impatient and very, very bored. To her relief Jack seemed to let Daniel's comment go, but after a few minutes he got up and left without a word.
Daniel stopped in mid conversation. "Was it something I said?" he enquired, puzzled.
"Probably your comment about not being keen to go off world," admitted Sam.
Daniel's face fell. "Oh, I wasn't thinking."
"It's okay, really. He's been a bit… well… a bit irritable for a few days. He's bored stiff. He hates not being out there and it's driving him crazy."
"I could push for him to resume light duties earlier," offered Janet.
"Will he pass?" ashed Daniel in a worried tone.
"If he doesn't I must be pretty unfit myself, because he's wearing me out," grinned Sam
Daniel and Janet collapsed laughing. "Shame the medical doesn't hinge on sex!" shrieked Janet causing Sam to blush bright red.
Sam started to laugh with them. "Janet, you're awful - but seriously, he's outpacing me when we're out running."
Janet sobered. "He shouldn't be running yet," she scolded.
"Oops, don't let on I told you. It's keeping him occupied a little. Please don't stop him."
Janet frowned, but then nodded her agreement. "Okay, I'll reserve judgment until I see him as a doctor. How about I ask him to come in for a check up tomorrow?"
"That would be great. Thanks, Janet." Sam gestured towards the kitchen. "Help yourself to drinks while I go coax Jack down."
Sam left them and went to where she knew Jack would be, up on his deck with his telescope.
"Hey," she called softly, coming up behind him and hugging him. "Are you coming down?"
Jack turned his face to hers. "Sorry, I just …. Sorry I ran out," he whispered, nuzzling her neck. Sam brought her head around more and silenced him with a kiss, which deepened until they were both breathing hard.
"We'd better go down," she gasped, remembering their company.
"You go, I won't be a moment."
Sam looked at him questioningly.
"I can't go down like this," he glanced down at his obvious arousal.
Sam laughed wickedly and started descending the ladder. "We can sort that out later," she smirked as she disappeared.
Sam was still giggling to herself when she rejoined the others. "He'll be down in a minute," she said and then giggled at her choice of words.
Daniel and Janet just looked at each other. "Care to share what's funny?" asked Daniel.
Sam laughed more. "Sorry," she gasped, trying to stop.
By the time Jack came into the room she had calmed down a little, but was still sniggering softly to herself. Jack sat down in the chair behind Sam's position on the floor. Leaning forward he placed his hands on her shoulders, giving her a gentle massage with his fingers. That seemed to promote another fit of giggles and Jack gave her a mock glare.
"No giggling Major," he chastised, which set Sam off laughing again.
Daniel recognised the phrase. "What is it with that?" he demanded.
Jack flushed slightly and laughed, while Sam was helpless with laughter.
"Every time you say it, it starts Sam off," said Daniel, exasperated.
Sam managed to sit up straighter. "Well Daniel, you remember when we were…." she began, but Jack put his hand over her mouth quickly to stop her talking.
"Don't you dare, Samantha Carter," he laughed as she squirmed. Suddenly he jumped up holding his hand. "Ouch! You witch." he frowned, shaking his fingers.
Sam leapt up away from him, laughing.
Janet and Daniel were grinning at their antics and Daniel couldn't resist tickling Janet. "I bet Sam's told you," he laughed, tickling harder, but Janet could only shake her head in denial.
Jack stood, waiting to see which way Sam would run. With a sudden movement she jumped across the sofa and ran around the other chair. Jack neatly moved in, cutting off her chance of escape.
Sam saw her escape route was blocked, so she launched herself up and over the chair, only to be grabbed in a bear hug by Jack when she was in mid air. Shrieking, she struggled and was plonked unceremoniously on the carpet on her rear end with a thump as Jack dived down, sitting astride her with his knees holding her shoulders down.
"Give up." he demanded.
Still giggling, Sam shook her head. She could see Daniel and Janet coming up behind Jack, to take an arm each and dragged him off her.
"Cheat," he cried as Sam dived on him after he was tossed to the floor by the others. Very mindful of his chest, she straddled him on his hips. A wicked gleam lit his eyes. "Sam, I think you'd better shift," he warned.
Sam laughed and with an evil smile she ground herself against him.
"Below the belt Major," he growled, but she leaned over to shut him up with a kiss.
They were both breathing hard now and barely aware of Daniel and Janet who had stopped fighting to watch. Janet gave a sigh and a gulp as she saw the expressions on their faces.
"Daniel," she whispered, "Let's go, they'll never notice." and quietly they grabbed their coats and left.
The banging of the door brought Sam and Jack back to the real world.
"Thank God," groaned Jack.
"We'll have to apologise tomorrow," giggled Sam.
"Maybe, but if they hadn't gone I would have had to have you sit there all night."
Sam frowned then cracked up laughing as she realised his predicament.
"You're a witch Samantha," he grinned and pulled her down and rolled expertly to be on top "Now it's your turn to suffer," he smirked and began to make love to her slowly, very slowly, driving her wild with desire.
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