Sammy had practiced, with Jon's help of course. He'd just added the pole vaulting stuff to her track practice workout. So she ran laps in Zulfie's old hockey gear that Jon had painstakingly cleaned for her before he'd put it on her. Then they went inside and he had her run at the horse and use her arms to launch herself over it a few times then he had her using the weight equipment to continue the upper body strength training Wil had started with the cord of wood last winter.

It was a lot like some of their work out session at SGC really other than they weren't sparring because they didn't figure it would be helpful for either of their chosen sports and might lead to other things they wanted to do to and with each other. Jon was trying to be good and wrestling with a sweaty Carter wasn't going to help his physical frustration very much. He was already having an embarrassing number of dreams about their older selves doing things he had to wait at least another year for.

"So you really don't know what you want to do, huh?"

Sammy sighed as she did reps with a kettle bell. "Nope."

"I think Lynn is right."

"About what?"

"I don't think you should worry about it."

"Why do you say that?" She asked him.

"Well, when you were little, you wanted to be an astronaut."

"Yah."

"And you told me once forever ago that you thought about being a biochemist for a while."

"I did."

"Well there you go."

"There I go where?"

"You didn't become either of those things."

"I kind of did."

He chuckled. "True, but not even remotely in the way you expected." He pointed out. "Rowing machine." He said and dragged her over to her next torture session.

Sammy groaned in protest but let him take her to the rowing machine and sat. "All right, I will concede that nothing about my life turned out the way I had planned in a way that I could have predicted."

"And if you went back in time and told Jack of twenty years ago where his life would be right now including you and I, do you think he'd believe you?"

"I think he'd look at me like I'd lost my mind and I wouldn't do that to him anyway because there's nothing that could stop what happened."

"She'd probably be with Marty."

"Which would be sad because those were Jolinar's feelings not hers but if she wasn't in love with Jack she might never realize it."

"Exactly because he'd be happily married and some other crazy suicidal guy would have been picked for the job and Danny would have died on that mission and you and I would not be having his conversation because we wouldn't exist." He shrugged. "And who's to say my being gone all the time wouldn't have ended with Sara and I getting divorced anyway." He admitted.

"I think you guys would have been ok."

"Possibly and I don't think I want to know either way." There had been cracks in that foundation before Charlie's death that he didn't talk about as there was no point in hurting Sara further than he had. They might have patched them with time but it was just as likely that it would have led the other way too. He knew himself though; he'd likely have stuck it out even if he was unhappy. Going the other way, Charlie would have adored his little sister. Probably would have petitioned he and Sam to get together sooner too if he and Sara had gotten divorced because they weren't working out and not because they lost Charlie. He stomped on those thoughts. He wasn't Jack. He had Jack's memories and because of them he loved the woman in front of him with all his heart but everything Jack went through to get to that point wasn't him. "No shirking on your reps Carter."

"I do not shirk." She said in a mock offended tone.

"Want to discuss your crunches?"

"Absolutely." She said. "Not."

He chuckled. "I know. If it sucks, why do we keep doing it to ourselves?"

"Because the pain makes you feel alive." They said together, quoting their favorite Squid.

"How do you suppose they are doing?"

"Sam would know."

"We should ask. It's the polite thing to do."

"What are you up to? You aren't going to trick him again, are you?" Frank was a super nice guy but… not as bright as he could be. He was well liked though, especially by Sam's former lab tech.

"Nah. I just kinda miss the guy. He was fun."

"He's not going to buy you beer Jon."

Jon looked at her offended. "I love you. I support you. I've given you the best years of my life and this is how you repay me?"

Sammy laughed while she rowed. "Conversations like these are exactly why I'm not allowed to go to your apartment at night by myself anymore."

He leered at her. "No. It was the whole one inch from taking each other's virginity thing Samantha." He said in her ear in a low purr that made her blush brightly and squirm a little in memory. "She knows sooner or later one or both of us was going to lose control. Probably both." He grinned. "Definitely both if I have anything to say about it."

"Jon." She finally squeaked out, scandalized.

"Yes Samantha?"

"It is very hard to work out with you saying stuff like that to me." She admonished him.

"Bet your heart rate revved up though." He said with a grin.

"You don't have to get me so horny I can't think to do that." She said laughing ruefully.

"But it was more fun this way."

"For you." She said laughing.

"Don't even try to lie to me that you aren't going to do something about that for yourself." He grinned. "Or should I remind you of the invisible colonel in the shower incident."

"I seem to remember having help… sir." She said chuckling.

"Yes but no one but you knew I was there at all. If you wanted me to leave, you would have said so."

He wasn't helping her mental state but she'd gotten more reps on the rowing machine in than she might have otherwise.

"Come on." He said, tugging her off the rowing machine.

"Where are we going?"

"To make out under the bleachers like horny teenagers Carter." He growled.

"We are horny teenagers." She said laughing.

"Good time to do it then." He said reasonably and scooted her out of the weight house

Sammy giggled and he pulled her in front of him. "Stop giggling or you're going to need more than Chapstick when I'm done with you." He growled.