Title: When Did The Dance Get Complicated?

Rating: PG

Spoilers: "Chimera" Season Seven

Season: Post "Chimera"

Summary: Sam and Jack find themselves in trouble and Daniel is stupefied.

Disclaimer: Okay I don't own Stargate SG-1 or anything to do with it's universe, you know that and I know that so lets not bring it up. I do own the plot and all of the original characters in it.

Author's Note: Sorry this has taken so long! I seem to be stuck with this one – I need some inspiration!

"Good! Now again, one, two, three! One, two, three!" Rosa clapped out a rhythm as she chanted, one which all of the students were struggling to match. Sam found herself murmuring the beats to herself, trying to stay in time with Jack who seemed at ease with their new dance step.

Rosa had once again made she and Jack the examples for the class, teaching them several new steps and a twirl. Sam's face was still red as she thought about how she fell. Jack had twirled her away and her heel slipped on the floor, she had slid between Jack's legs but at the last second he had managed to grab her under her arms and save her from completely falling. But the next thing she knew she found her face resting on his lower stomach as he helped her regain her balance. She had never been so embarrassed, and it wasn't even her slipping as much as her close contact with her CO.

Shortly after Rosa announced that there had been a small puddle of water that must have been spilt and not cleaned up, thus the reason for Sam's near fall but it still didn't help her embarrassment. Jack, on the other hand, didn't seem the least bit phased; he just smirked slightly and went back to dancing with Sam. Of course it had been her face nearly in his crotch, not the other way around, so why should he be blushing six shades of red?

Rosa walked about the class, watching the couples and correcting problems where needed so Jack leaned into Sam, "Sam what's wrong? You're really tense."

Sam glanced up at her CO and tried to relax, it wasn't just the fall that had made her so tense, she couldn't get this dance step, she had three projects in her lab that needed to be finished and Pete had left at least a dozen messages on her machine, all of which she hadn't returned. She felt as though she were about to explode, "Nothing, I just can't get this step."

The pair fell silent and went back to trying to get Sam on rhythm, luckily Rosa had the class change to steps that Sam picked up much quicker before the class let out.

"Good everyone! Very good! I will see you next week!" Rosa called as the couples headed outside. Sam and Jack were the last ones out of the door when Rosa stopped them, "Sam, Jack please I want to talk with you."

Sam and Jack exchanged looks before turning back to face the instructor, "Yes?"

"I feel you are both very exceptional students so I wanted to ask a favor of you." Rosa said slightly smiling.

"Yes?" Jack asked.

"I would like you two to do a demonstration next week, use the steps you have learned thus far and find a song to present to the class. Consider this...homework." Rosa finished with a smile on her face.

Sam and Jack exchanged panicked glances and both were about to object when Rosa clapped her hands, "Good! I'm glad you've agreed. Now I must go, off with you!"

Then next thing Sam or Jack knew they were standing on the sidewalk outside of the dance studio. After a moment Jack turned to Sam, "So what just happened here?"

"I think we were duped." Sam replied as she shrugged on her black shawl. "Are we actually going to do this...homework?"

Jack glanced over at his 2IC, who was looking beautiful in a short black dress that fell off the shoulders, "Did I hear you correctly? Sam Carter not doing homework, please, Jacob told me about you in school."

"All right...all right, but what I mean is when are we going to have time to practice?" Sam replied.

"What about tomorrow?" Jack shrugged.

"Can't, I'm helping Cassie study for her Trig final and Monday I'm working with several members of SG-16 on an experiment." Sam answered.

"Tuesday and Wednesday we're off world..." Jack continued, sensing what Sam was hinting too.

"Thursday I've got a girls night with Janet," Sam explained.

"And Friday I get stuck in an all day meeting because I'm the 2IC for the mountain." Jack finished with a sigh, Sam had been right – they had no time to practice. Sam nodded as if she could read his thoughts; they were up a river without a paddle. "You know what? Let's deal with this after we get something to eat, I'm liable to hurt something thinking about homework on an empty stomach."

Sam nodded in agreement, "Good idea. Where do you want to go?"

Jack wagged his finger at Sam, "Nope I picked last week now it's your turn, where do you want to go?"

Sam smiled slightly as she thought about it, "A friend of mine just opened up a little restaurant not to far from here, how does that sound?"

Jack grinned as he opened her door for her, "Fantastic."

Sam waved her goodbyes to Jack as he pulled away from her house; she closed the door quietly and locked it before putting her purse down and walking into her silent house. Their dinner had gone wonderfully, though they did end up switching meals halfway through their own plate. They had even shared a dessert, a thick piece of chocolate cake with raspberry sauce that Sam knew she'd regret when the weight hit her thighs in the morning. At the moment she didn't care though.

She had to stop herself from floating around the house though, reminding herself that he was her CO, her commanding officer...nothing could ever happen between the two of them, but her heart really didn't want to listen to her mind at the moment.

When the phone rang it snapped Sam out of her trance, she grabbed it and laid down on the couch, "Hello?"

"Sam?"

"Hi Daniel." Sam grinned at the sound of the archeologist's voice. "Welcome home."

"Thanks Sam, yeah I just got in but I really wanted to call you." Daniel replied.

"That's so sweet Daniel, thank you." Sam said as her grin grew slightly.

"You're welcome. Now how is the class going?" Daniel asked eagerly.

Sam tried not to blush but her face flushed anyway, "Really well. Yeah the colonel and I are trying to make the best of the situation."

Daniel was glad Sam couldn't see his face at the moment, two weeks of dance classes and she just called him 'the colonel'? Did the Fates themselves have to tell them they were in love? And 'making best of the situation' – God the woman made it sound like it was just another duty of an Air Force officer.

"Oh, well I'm glad that Jack worked out for you." Daniel said hesitantly, "Is he any good?"

"Excuse me?" Sam asked quickly as several impure thoughts involuntarily ran through her mind.

"Is he a good dancer?" Daniel asked again.

Sam couldn't help herself, she laughed out loud – sometimes even a genius' mind got away from them, "He's actually quite fantastic."

Daniel frowned into his phone, as Sam fell into another pit of laughter, what on earth was she laughing about?

After a few more moments Sam finally calmed herself, "I'm so sorry Daniel, I think I need to get some sleep."

"Yeah, you sound a little tired." Daniel lied as he continued to try and figure the conversation out, "Good night Sam. I'll see you on Monday."

"Good night Daniel, see you on Monday. And welcome home again."

"Thanks Sam, night."

"Night." Sam sighed into her phone as she put it down and burst into laugher again, heaven help her she was in a mood tonight. Maybe it was just a reaction to all of the sugar she ate for dessert – yeah that was it.

She poured herself a glass of red wine, put on her Michael Buble CD and climbed into a bubble bath in the hopes to calm her overactive imagination.

No sooner had Jack walked in his front door than his phone began to ring. He grabbed the portable closest to him, "O'Neill."

"Hi Jack." Daniel said with just the smallest smile in his voice.

"Hiya Daniel, welcome back. You are back right?"

"Yeah Jack I'm back and thanks." Daniel said as he rolled his eyes, "I was just wondering how the dance classes worked out for you and Sam."

"Oh those," Jack said as he suppressed a grin, "Yeah they're okay."

Daniel threw himself into an arm chair, the tension between Sam and Jack had been at an all time high before he left, he was certain that salsa dancing lessons would have pushed them over the edge but neither seemed the least bit fazed. "Okay? What does that mean? They suck?"

"No not at all." Jack replied as he grabbed a beer from his fridge and headed to the living room. "Carter and I get a kick out of them, they're entertaining."

Daniel rolled his eyes again, Carter? He had been gone nearly two weeks and they were still 'the colonel' and 'Carter' to one another? "Really? How so?"

"Oh well..." Jack sat and thought about it for a moment, images of his body pressed up against Sam's ran through his mind, her smile, the smell of her, the way she always looked uncertain when they were trying a new step, "You know me Daniel, I can find entertainment in anything."

"But you said Sam liked them too – generally something is entertaining to her." Daniel probed.

"Yeah well, just the entire class then I guess." Jack replied.

Daniel sighed loudly, a bit louder than he had meant to actually, "Danny did you just get in?"

Daniel pulled off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, "Yes Jack."

"Get some sleep buddy. I'll talk to you in the morning."

"But Jack..." Daniel began to protest but Jack had already hung up. Sighing again, Daniel hung up and dropped his head down, sure he was sort of tired but that wasn't what the sigh was about. It was the sigh of a man who was tired of watching two of his best friends dance around each other. And now? Now they were doing it both figuratively and literally.

After Thought: What did you think? It took me forever to finish this one, I'm sorry again, I don't need ideas so much as encouragement – please review.