Apparently she and Jesus weren't seeing eye to eye tonight because Jack was watching intently, waiting for her amazing reaction to kick it. He glanced at the booth to make sure they weren't watching this also before moving quietly and smoothly behind Sam. She was so going to kill him later but for this moment he didn't really care.

Even in her half panicked state she knew he was behind her. She would always know. She could always feel him watching her and know where he was in relation to her position, Smelling him and knowing that he had probably seen the entire thing suddenly drained the last of the fight out of her. Sometimes it was just nice to be rescued.

"Darling, I thought I told you to stop flirting with other men." She looked up confused but full of trust and when she saw that shine in his eye she knew he had a plan. Sam giggled nervously at first.

"What can I say I'm always just you know fighting them off," more giggling.

"Usually when people get married, darling, they forsake all others." He smiled down into her blue eyes, they were so alive with passion and slight fear but the latter was receding. He could almost forget that he was telling a lie.

The other man who had remained silent throughout their banter suddenly dropped Sam's arm and moved away. "Look man, I'm really sorry. I had no idea, 'kay? I didn't know man." Jack gave moved forward armed with his best withering glance usually reserved for new recruits and the technicians who stared at Sam's legs. "Hey man come on, you really don't want to fight me. I have like a black belt so don't come any closer. And, and I like know the guy who owns this place. So yea." Jack scoffed and called the man's bluff.

"Really, 'man' I know Jerry too, the three of us go way back. I don't think he would be to pleased to hear that you were hurting Sam here. And as for your 'black belt' do you really want to test that against my Air Force training?" The man shook his head and headed towards the men's room. Jack turned and prepared himself to find Carter glaring at him with her 'I was fine on my own'-bull speech ready but oddly she didn't have any of that on. She was grinning and on the verge of breaking out into mad giggles. She must have had more to drink then he had thought.

"Ha, you like me. Really like me." A few giggles broke through her barrier and he soaked up the beautiful sound. After she calmed down she leaned in and whispered in his ear. "That's all I every wanted. And I am so gonna kick your ass tomorrow."

Shoving his hands in his pockets Jack tried to sound as nonchalant as possible. "And tonight? His prayer was that his voice wasn't cracking or anything else embarrassing.

Behind the second bathroom stall Daniel and Teal'c were handing over hard earned five-dollar notes to Jacob, both frowning and shaking their heads.

"I cant believe he actually did it, I mean wow."

"Hurmph, it's not the hardest thing to believe, I mean you are SG1. Daniel I think that you should now take me and Teal'c back to base. Then maybe you and Janet can go back to your house."

"Yeah, yeah of course. That sounds good." Teal'c and Daniel walked out of the bathroom and straight like an arrow to the coat rack. Daniel grabbed Janet and headed out to the car. Jacob made his way to the last stall and knocked on it.

"Come in."

"Thank you that's exactly the reaction that I wanted." Jacob handed the fifty bucks he had collected from the men of SG1 to the good-looking guy that Sam had been dancing with.

Sam looked up from her dancing partners arms and realized that the dance floor was clearing off. "Thank you sir, for everything." She looked up to see him studiously not listening. "Um.. Colonel O'Neill?"

"hum…"

"I was talking, sir."

"My brains funny like that, see I heard sir and it was all automatically just blocked out." She snorted.

"So it's not about science the.." he pulled back and smiled.

"Alright Carter, lets go." She felt somewhat upset and disappointed when he used her surname. Although to be fair she had called him sir first. Jack stirred her from her reverie. "Looks like they left us." He frowned and looked down at his watch. 12:44 a.m. "Hey Carter, how far away is your house?"

"Um.. From here probably thirty, thirty-five minutes. Why?"

"To far. Mines ten. They left us here with only one car and even though the base is only fifteen minutes away I know that if I drop you off you wont resurface for the next two weeks." He started towards the car. "You coming?" He held the car door open for her. She walked towards him when it hit her. She was going to be spending the night at her CO's house, all alone.

She was tired of coming home alone. Walking up to a cold bed. Not having someone she could confide in and tell all her secrets. She longed to find some semblance of peace. She knew why it hadn't worked with few odd guys she had dated. They weren't him. She had felt the pull the first time they met and brushed it off as a crush, hero worship. She had read every single thing about the SGC and him until she had finally joined his team. She was sick and tired of waiting so she was going to do something. Big and Rash and she was going to get it all out there.

"Carter, hellloo.. where are you PX7-924?" She grinned evilly.

"Carter, I don't know any Carter. She sounds like a boring workaholic. Tonight I am just Sam. Because, tonight was great and I said so." She nearly laughed at his dubois reaction. Confusion, laughter, awkwardness, and some sadness all passed across his face. "Jack don't okay. Just don't." She leaned in and brushed her lips against his until he too let go and pulled her in.

Somehow they made it back to his house in one piece with clothes still on. Of course when they got home sleep wasn't really the first thing on their mind but waking up the next morning to one another and knowing in their hearts that it wasn't a mistake was an amazing feeling. They spent the entire two weeks like that. Each morning they would wake up and make love to each other, have a shower with lots of kissing and giggling, eat breakfast with leers and waggling eyebrows. Most days they'd hit the town, shop, see a movie, have a picnic, or day trip somewhere, all layered with leers and kisses. Nights were mostly on the town a dinner and dancing set also accompanied by subtle grope-age. Sometimes nights were spent in watching the Simpson's and making lots of love. It was the most blissful two weeks of Sam's life.

The day before they were due to report back Sam looked up from her steak to find not her friend, confident, and lover staring at her but the CO she had left on base two weeks ago. Dropping her silverware she jumped back. "Fuck you O'Neill, fuck you there is no way. No way." She was barley holding back her fears and tears.

"Sam, honey, what's wrong?"

"I.. I.. tomorrow we have to go back to base and we have to be Colonel and Major in public I know but everynight Jack I want to come home to this." She waved around his house. "There is no fucking way I'm giving you or this up." He pulled her in and hugged her, she saw through him in a way that no one else could. It was scary; he and Sarah had never been like this. They not only saw through each other but they knew exactly where, when, how the other person was, it was intense and scary. That night they made slow gentle love like they'd been afraid to do before, just two people deeply in love.

Jacob hadn't, couldn't keep his mouth shut. First thing he did after being dropped off on base was to go see his old buddy George Hammond. The General owed him twenty-five dollars.

"Jacob, I have never been so excited to see you. Please tell me I owe you money."

"Yep, twenty-five dollars."

"He went all the way?"

"Yep."

"Wow," he dug through his wallet for another five and handed it to Jacob. He knew in his whole life he had never been so happy to get rid of money. "Two weeks, that doesn't give us a lot of prep time. I'll call the president first thing tomorrow. He loves Jack, loves reading the reports. Do you think it would be too forward to start planning the wedding?" Jacob chuckled.

"I think it would be best to start scrimping and saving, both of us, for this. No more non-essentials for the SGC." Chuckles rang around the room from both men.

"Two weeks isn't that much time. Let's get started."

When SG1 returned there were cheers in the mess for their latest stunt to save to world. And everything was back to normal, on the surface. Jacob had left, Hammond was gruffer but there was an actual sparkle in his eye, Daniel spent a lot of time in the Infirmary, and the banter between Sam and Jack was stepped down a notch. If you had asked an unobserving Airman what had happened he probably would have said that one of them had finally moved on. But.. they finished each others sentences without thinking, completed each others actions, read each others eyes and minds. If one witnessed one of their 'moments' it was beautiful. Hammond kissed his grandchildren, Daniel wept for the lose of Sha're while Janet held him, and Jacob… was becoming frugal.

3 months later

"Shit, fuck, shit, fuck, shit, fuck, shit, fuck, shit, fuck" Sam jumped alternatively on her feet cursing under her breath. Jack was in the kitchen making breakfast. She picked up her cell and dialed Janet. "Janet?" she whispered.

'Yeah?'

"You know that stuff that we bought last night, umm did you do it?"

'Yeah Daniel and I did it together last night. Why?'

"What was it?"

'Holy shit Sam!' Janet jumped up as the conversation was finally making its way through her sleep-fuzed brain. 'Um.. We'll since you asked, and I was going to tell you later I swear, it was positive.' Janet couldn't help the tears of joy that streamed down her face again.

"Wow, Janet that's amazing. I am so happy for you!"

'So..' she prodded.

"I just did mine this morning."

'And?'

"Is this on the SGC medical record or just girlfriends?" Janet thought for a moment.

'Friends, swear to god.'

"Positive."