A/N: Thanks for all the reviews people. You're great! If anyone is wondering why they have a vacation for a week, but the story is called a Weekend at the Cabin. That will be explained near the end. So, here we go.

Jack and Sam talked throughout their meal, thoroughly enjoying spending time with each other, not having to worry about, Goa'uld threats and System Lords.

"Sir, could you pass the green beans?"

"I think you can drop the formalities Carter." Jack reached across the table and served her some of the beans. "After all, we are going to be here for a week."

"Sir, I don't know if that would be a good idea."

"Carter, it's just you and me with some non-existent fish, I don't think anyone will mind." Jack looked at her with the kind of eyes that made her heart melt into pile of mush.

"I will Sir." Sam couldn't explain what exactly it was that she had to lose by not calling him by his respectful title, but the formalities were like an invisible wall reminding her he was still her CO, no matter where they were."

"Major, call me Jack, that's an order!"

"Yes, Sir!" Sam slipped into drill routine without realizing it.

"Jack started laughing, Sam aware of her mistake joined him.

"Well... Jack, I suppose you will have to call me Sam then."

"Sounds like a deal." He held out his hand and they shook on it, as if sealing a lifelong contract.

After they had finished their meal, Jack took Sam by the hand, "This is something you have to see." He led he out the back door and onto the porch.

Sam looked out over the shimmering lake, where the sun had just disappeared from the red sky. "It's beautiful." She walked over and sat on the swing, where Jack joined her.

"Sure is," Jack agreed, although he wasn't necessarily talking about the sunset.

They both sat in silence, not sure what to say to one another. Usually they could talk about anything for hours on end, but the spell over them now was one of peaceful silence.

Sam started to shiver despite herself. With the now gone sun, and a chilly autumn air blowing in, the temperature was dropping.

"Come here." Jack felt her shake beside him, and whispered his infamous phrase to let Sam know she was allowed to be cuddled.

Sam didn't hesitate for a moment she just placed her body along side Jacks. He didn't think she could get any closer if she tried, but it didn't bother him a bit. His muscular arm was wrapped securely, almost possessively, around her shoulder.

Time seemed to stand still for them. Jack didn't know, nor care, how long they sat like that. It must have been awhile because Sam had fallen asleep with her head on Jack's shoulder.

He didn't want to wake her, she seemed so peaceful like that, but he knew they couldn't spend the night outside. He called her name softly, which had no effect. He nudged her shoulder gently, still nothing. On an impulse, he bent his head and planted a soft kiss on Sam's forehead, this worked. He eyes flew open and she looked up at her CO with a mixture of shock and confusion.

Jack laughed at her startled expression, "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"Sir?" Sam suddenly found herself blushing.

"Its Jack remember, and I won't tell if you don't. He raised his eyebrows at her.

Sam knew he was joking and not meaning to imply anything, at least she thought he wasn't.

"C'mon Carter, bed time, we've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow.

"We do?"

"Oh, yes. I have to teach you all of the complexities of fishing." Jack walked toward the door, his back informing her about what was in her future. "Baiting, casting, reeling, and if you get a real feisty one..."

Sam never found out what you were suppose to do with a feisty fish, because she was knocked unconscious by a high frequency, semi-polarized beam of light.

A/N: I apologize to any techies out there, I have no idea if there is such a thing as a high frequency semi-polarized beam of light, or if it would knock you out. But it sounds good and so I wrote it.