Hi everyone, this is the second half of the previous chapter that I had written. Hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 11

By the time Dalton and Jaz woke up the next morning, separately of course, Amir was already in the kitchen getting started on breakfast. The aromas had their stomach's grumbling and they realised how much they had missed his gourmet concoctions.

Dalton was helping set the table when Jaz shuffled out of her room and straight to the coffee pot that Amir had already put on. Her guys all knew she didn't function well without her morning coffee, and after her nightmare, she definitely needed it. She sat at the bench sipping her coffee, watching Amir, while Dalton went to let Patton out.

Amir turned towards her and looked her over gently while finishing up, "You ok?" he asked softly, and Jaz immediately knew he was referring to her nightmare.

She appreciated the concern, but didn't want to draw attention to herself, "Yeah, all good thanks."

He just nodded and turned back to what he was doing. He knew not to push her, especially this early in the morning. He just wanted to make sure she was ok.

"So what do we call this?" Jaz asked, referring to Amir's recipe.

"French toast."

"What? No new Lebanese recipe?" Jaz scoffed

"I thought I would wait until McG gets here to try the new stuff, he'll just whine if not." Amir explained.

"You're right, he totally will." Jaz agreed and she wandered out to the front porch where Dalton was waiting with Patton.

He turned around to face her as he heard her join him.

"Morning" He greeted her with a soft smile, "Did you manage to get some more sleep."

"Yeah I did." Jaz nodded into her coffee cup, "Thanks again for last night. I think I've spent most of this trip thanking you."

"Well there's no need, I've already said that." Dalton replied, "I…" Just as he was about to continue, Amir called out to let them know breakfast was ready. They just smiled at each other and went to tackle breakfast.

"Mmmm, Amir. This is delicious." Jaz praised. She really had come a long way with him, now able to hand out compliments and feel comfortable doing so, "I've missed your breakfasts."

Amir beamed in response, "Wait till you taste the new recipes, it'll make French toast look like stale bread."

"That's a big call buddy." Jaz teased, "Maybe we'll let McG decide that.

Dalton snorted, "McG thinks everything tastes like Christmas, he's easily pleased.

"That's true." Jaz admitted laughingly.

They demolished their breakfast and then got ready to head out for the day. Dalton was going to drive around to show Jaz and Amir a few different parts of the mountains and they were going to call by the supermarket again to gather up a few more supplies for when that storm hits. Amir also wanted to get a few more ingredients for some recipes he was going to lavish them with. They decided to wait until McG arrived before they tackled any more fishing escapades, or the waterfall again.

Dalton pulled up to a view point about a 45 minute drive from his cabin. It had a lookout, a café and a souvenir shop for visiting tourists. Dalton led Jaz and Amir to the look out, which was set up near the top of the mountains and the views awaiting them were absolutely magnificent. An all-encompassing vast landscape of green mountains as far as the eye could see was spread before them. Multiple mountain peaks with a vast array of fauna and flora was absolutely breath taking and Jaz and Amir were rendered speechless.

Dalton stood and just breathed in the clean air and was once again reminded of why he loved this place so much; why it calmed him and alleviated any residual stress or tension from deployments or missions. He was stoked to be able to share this with Amir, but especially Jaz. They were cut from the same cloth and he hoped she would find some peace while she was up here in these mountains too.

Amir had brought his digital SLR camera with him and he wandered off to capture as much as he could of these views. Jaz spent a minute or two awestruck by this grandiose panoramic in front of her, before getting her phone out and snapping some photos.

Dalton walked up and stood next to Jaz, watching her face as she took in these stunning surroundings. The look of wonderment on her face suited her, he would love to be able to induce that each and every day.

"Stunning, isn't it?" He ventured as he gripped the railings in front of him.

Jaz just looked up at him, the awe still shining in her eyes, "If you have all of this on your back door step, why on earth would you choose to live on the other side of the world for two thirds of the year? Everywhere you show me, just gets better and better."

He didn't even have to think about his answer, "Makes me appreciate it even more when I get back. And I wouldn't trade our time in Incirlik for anything."

He looked down at her and smiled that smile he reserved just for her. The one that comes out over fire side chats and star filled nights; the one she can't help but return. As she did so, she put her own hands on the railing, placing one hand right next to his, so their little fingers were touching.

That small touch was enough to evoke need in both of them; their need for each other. They held each other's gaze before he took a couple of deep breaths, slowly admitting, "I missed you last night."

It was Jaz's turn to take her own steadying breath, "Me too," she conceded while knowing she was turning a deep shade of pink. Their fingers were still touching and Dalton lifted his to wrap around Jaz's. It was such a slight touch, but to the both of them, it was like oxygen.

Amir was still off taking photos. He had wandered up a path a little bit higher up, and as he looked down his gaze landed upon his CO and Jaz. He couldn't hear their interaction, but he saw the body language. It was no secret that on their team, Jaz and Top worked incredibly well together and their relationship was closer, more intimate than others. But Amir was starting to think the intimacy had taken on a whole new level.

As was his skill set, he watched them without actually watching as they appeared to speak softly to each other. They were clearly trying to be subtle, but he wasn't an invisible man for nothing. He actually found himself smiling. If any two people deserved some happiness and comfort, it was Top and Jaz, but they clearly weren't comfortable with others being privy to this, and he understood why given the nature of their jobs and their ranks. He wondered what had happened in the couple of weeks they had been here alone, but that's all he did, wondered. It was none of his business. These two were part of his extended family and he hoped they found whatever they were looking for.

He decided to head back down to join them and did so loudly by stomping his feet, sniffing his nose and whatever other subtle noises he could make to let them know of his impending presence. He didn't want to startle them and he smiled internally when by the time he reached them, Dalton had his hands back in his pockets and Jaz was taking a few more pics on her phone. They even took a quick selfie for Jaz to send to their group chat.

Dalton took them to a café about 15 mins away for lunch. It had a beautiful outdoor area built up and amongst the trees of the mountains and they sat there for over an hour, chatting, laughing and enjoying the serenity.

After lunch they swung past the supermarket again for Amir's cooking supplies and their potential storm supplies. With a truck load of food, drinks, and an array of other things, they headed back to the cabin with the intention of barbequing for dinner, Amir style of course, and chilling out around the fire.

Late that evening they sat around the fire drinking beer, except for Amir who was on orange juice. Dalton had roughly mapped out an itinerary for the next few days after McG arrived tomorrow. Storm prevailing, he had them jam packed with activities, mostly hiking, fishing and swimming. If the storm hit, they would improvise. They were pros at that after all, at the best and worst of times.

None of them had voiced it, but they were all looking forward to seeing McG tomorrow, and that thought had Jaz texting their selfie from earlier that day to their group chat, which McG was quick to respond to.

Cute. But at least the next selfie will raise the good looking factor – McG

No doubt, Patton loves a selfie – Jaz

Ha Ha, I know you've missed me Jazzy – McG

See ya tomorrow loser – Jaz

Not if I see you first – McG

Jaz just shook her head, "He's so lame."

"He's a nightmare." Dalton responded but with an affectionate shake of his head. They all loved McG, he provided them with endless amounts of entertainment, a lot of it quite innocently on his behalf.

Nightmare… Amir thought to himself. He immediately thought of the previous night with Dalton comforting Jaz after her own nightmare. He wanted to try and let them know that it was ok for them to explore whatever it was that was happening between them. If that was by comforting each other, then so be it. But the only way to do it, might be by giving them a little push.

He thought for a moment about how to broach the subject, before treading extremely timidly, "You know Jaz, I've read that nightmares can potentially be kept at bay with company and reassurance."

Jaz just looked at Amir, not responding, but wondering where he was going with this. They had rarely discussed personal topics, except when she let him in and told him about Elijah.

"I'm just wondering if you've thought about trying to fall asleep with someone to keep you company?" Amir was still treading lightly, knowing that Jaz could shut him down completely at any time and he could potentially ruin any ground he had made with her so far.

When she still didn't respond, he tried again, "Instead of one of us coming in to wake you up, maybe one of us should sleep in your room, even on the floor in your room, to help your sub-conscious feel safer."

Jaz didn't know whether to snap at Amir and tell him to mind his own goddamn business, which had it been months earlier, she already would have, or whether to listen to what he was saying and think about taking his advice.

"What do you think, Top?" When Jaz still didn't respond and he could see her still processing his thoughts, he turned his attention to their CO. He knew no matter what, Dalton wanted what was best for Jaz, he was just trying to possibly kill two birds with one stone.

Dalton was surprised by Amir's re-direct to him, but it made sense for Amir to be asking his CO the question and his opinion. He thought about what Amir had said to Jaz. They already knew that their nightmares had been kept at bay when they were sharing a bed; when they were in each other's company. It really bothered him that Jaz had had another nightmare last night and Amir's suggestion could assist with that, and with it being Amir's suggestion, they wouldn't have to hide their need to comfort each other.

Dalton looked up to see Jaz looking at him, but he couldn't read her eyes. He went with his gut, "If you think it could help, it might be worth a try."

She kept looking at him, thankful that the night sky hid the reddening of her cheeks and slowly nodded, "Ok."

"Ok." Dalton acknowledged softly, "But sleep in my bed and I'll grab the floor. That way Amir can have your room, at least for sleep, instead of the couch. Amir you could also use it as your prayer room, instead of the lounge room if you want." This was Dalton's way of still leading his team. They weren't on a mission, or even on base, but it was habit for him to try and take control of the situation.

All three of them glanced around at each other to see if they were all in agreeance. They all nodded and it would seem the decision was made and Amir smiled to himself. These two seemed to need all the help they could get and he was happy to give them a little prod in the right direction. Preach would be proud of him.

Dalton closed his bedroom door that night after he had made a show of laying some blankets and a pillow on the floor for Amir to see. Looking over at Jaz, they both knew he wouldn't be sleeping on the floor. What they didn't know, was that Amir was well aware of that fact also.

Already in their sleeping attire, Jaz went to walk around to her side of the bed, but before she could get far, Dalton grabbed her hand and pulled her onto his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed. In one smooth movement he caught her face between both of his hands and kissed her urgently, like he had been waiting a lifetime to do so. It had only been two days, but he had missed the feel of her lips on his. Jaz kissed him back with the same urgency, quickly changing her position so she was straddling his lap and gripping his t-shirt in her hands.

In such a short time their need for each other had escalated to the point where they almost didn't recognise themselves. The Adam Dalton they both knew in Incirlik, would never have behaved like this, would never risk his position or that or his subordinate, no matter what the personal cost. And the Jaz Khan they both knew would never have allowed herself to be so vulnerable, to allow herself to need someone or depend on someone for the sake of her happiness.

Yet, here in the Blue Ridge Mountains, they were virtually unrecognisable, or was it more that they were finally allowing someone to break down their respective walls? They would have to deal with the fall out at some stage, but they were both still very much riding the 'fuck it' wave, and just seeing where it would take them.

They pulled back from their frantic kiss to rest their foreheads against each other, both trying to catch their breath.

"I've been wanting to do that for the last two days." Dalton admitted, moving his hands from her face to around her waist so he could pull her closer against him.

"Me too." Jaz whispered, still very conscious of Amir on the other side of the wall.

"I'm making no presumptions or assumptions whatsoever, but whatever happens behind this closed door, will have to be quiet." Dalton tentatively added as he tilted his head toward the shared wall of the spare bedroom, while pulling back to look into her darkening brown eyes.

She stared back into those deep blue eyes of his and just whispered, "Copy that. Keep our noise discipline tight." She changed her grip on his t-shirt, pulled it over his head and disposed of it on the floor. She lay her hands on his chest and lent forward to kiss his neck softly, just below his ear lobe. He closed his eyes in satisfaction and as she kissed his neck a little harder and ran her teeth over the area, he let out a low moan.

"Sshhhhhh…" She reprimanded, pressing her lips against his to silence him. She was teasing him and he knew that. Two can play at that game he thought.

He moved one of his hands to reach up and cup her breast through her tank top and when she was least expecting it, he bent his head and drew her nipple into his mouth, still with her clothing intact. With his other arm still supporting her back, she threw her head back in pleasure and as she struggled to contain her own moan, Dalton quickly manoeuvred their position so she was laying on her back on the bed, with him leaning over her.

"Sshhhhhh…" he exacted his own revenge as he silenced her moan with his lips, his hand moulding her breast and pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. His lips never leaving hers, the kiss became more heated as the desire between them both grew.

As they made out like teenagers, Jaz was pretty sure she could come just from Dalton teasing her nipples. She had never reacted to someone like this; so quickly, so heatedly, so wantonly. She wanted Adam, yes he was Adam in these circumstances, and her body could not deny it.

Neither could his. Jaz has let her hand trail down his chest, over his abs and down to cup him through his boxer shorts. Her hand had briefly wandered over this region the other night when they had dry humped like teenagers, but this time she rubbed her hand up and down slowly and continually over his bulge. His cock was hard and he pressed himself into her hand as she continued to kiss him hard, both swallowing each other's moans.

She increased the pace of her rubbing, feeling his cock getting even harder in her hand while his hips started to move with the rhythm she was creating. He pulled back his lips from her to catch his breath and looked at her with pupils dilated and breathing ragged. His hand had fallen from her breast, but this was about him now. He had already provided her with so much comfort and pleasure, both sexually and non-sexually, that she wanted to give this to him.

They still weren't quite ready to remove all their clothes, but she rubbed faster and faster up and down his cock, through his boxers, never breaking eye contact. She took advantage of his extremely aroused state to flip them over so Adam's was laying on his back with Jaz leaning over him. Her hand never broke contact with his cock and her eyes never broke contact with his own.

She gripped him the best she could through his shorts and as he continued to lift his hips in time with her rubbing, his eyes started to glaze over and she knew he was about to come. Leaning over to capture his lips again, she rubbed even faster, up and down his length until she felt him become momentarily rigid and she was swallowing his moan with her lips, over and over again. She continued to rub him while Adam rode out his pleasure, his hips eventually starting to slow down and the jerks abating as Jaz continued to kiss Adam languidly.

After a few more lazy kisses, both still wrapped up in the moment, they pulled back and once again rested their foreheads against each other.

"Jaz." Adam breathed out slowly, trying to catch his breath and hold her close at the same time.

She smirked and whispered, "I guess you're going to have to change your boxers again," sounding very happy with herself.

"I feel like a teenage boy." Dalton chuckled, "We're acting like teenagers."

"Yeah, but it's fun isn't it?" Jaz leant down to pepper his lips with kisses once again.

"Copy that." Dalton agreed, and let himself enjoy Jaz's lips on his once again, satisfied that they had managed to keep the noise level down so as not to disturb Amir.

The next morning as Amir greeted Jaz in the kitchen with a fresh cup of coffee, he asked her softly, "So…?"

Jaz knew he was prompting her about her nightmares, but lowered her head to try to hide any reddening of her cheeks. She nodded her thanks for the coffee and acknowledged his question.

"Nightmare free," she confirmed, "You might be on to something Amir."

Amir just smiled humbly, "Good, I'm glad. I hope it stays that way for you."

"Yeah, me too." Jaz whispered before smiling to herself subtly.

Amir didn't miss that smile, but didn't call her out on it either. He wasn't one to pry and even though he knew that there was more going on between Top and Jaz than either one of them wanted to admit, or talk about, for the moment it was their business and their business alone. They were on leave, no one was compromised and at the moment their presence was a clearly a comfort to one another.

He wondered what would happen when McG arrived later that day. This could be fun.

What did you think? Please let me know... Also, McG arrives in the next chapter!

I'm going away for the next 9 days so there won't be another update until then. I have the next few chapters written, but I haven't edited them yet.