Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own Sam and Jo, thought it would be nice to :P They are the property of TalkbackTHAMES.

Chapter 2:

"I… I…" Sam stuttered as she felt two fingers touch her lips.

"Shh… don't say anything," Jo replied, "Don't spoil the moment by apologising, or saying it was a mistake."

Sam nodded as she felt the younger woman lean in to kiss her once softly, closing her eyes momentarily and releasing a quiet moan. Jo rested her forehead against Sam's shoulder and smiled up at her. Sam smiled back, shifting herself slightly. This caused Jo to grow a little nervous so she sat up a little.

"Another drink?" Jo asked

"Yeah, why not?" Sam smiled, as she watched Jo get up and pour them another glass of wine each.

"I should probably be going after this," Jo said, handing Sam a glass and sitting down, sipping from her own glass.

"Don't be silly, you shouldn't be on your own right now Jo," Sam replied, "Besides, you're here now and you've been drinking, you're hardly in a fit state to drive!"

Jo sighed, not really sure whether she should be spending another second in the blonde's company.

"I suppose you're right," Jo answered, "Sofa's looking pretty comfy right now anyway."

"No you don't, I won't have you sleeping on the sofa," Sam said, "Take Abi's room, she's not here right now, so it shouldn't be a problem, though be careful she hasn't left any stray toys lying around on the floor of Jared's."

Jo laughed slightly, still finding it hard, but amusing, to think of Sam as a grandmother.

"What's so funny?" Sam asked.

"Never mind," Jo smiled, seeing Sam yawn a little, "If you're tired go to bed, don't stay awake just for me."

"If you're sure," Sam said, trying to gauge how Jo was feeling.

"Yeah of course," Jo replied, "I'll be perfectly fine, besides I'm getting a little tired myself, its been quite a long day."

"Come on then, I'll show you to Abi's room and let you get settled," Sam said as she stood.

"Okay thanks," Jo responded, as she too stood and followed Sam upstairs.

Sam finished getting changed for bed and decided to go and check if Jo was settling in to Abi's room. She walked across the hall and knocked on the door.

"Jo, can I come in?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, sure," Jo said, sitting on the edge of the bed as the door opened, wearing an over-sized top as her night gown.

"Just wanted to make sure you're settled for the night," Sam smiled, walking over to where Jo was seated..

"I'm fine, thanks," Jo replied, smiling up at Sam.

"Okay, well, night then," Sam said, touching Jo's shoulder lightly as she walked back towards the door, "You know where I am if you need anything, try and get some sleep yeah?"

"Yeah, night Sam," Jo smiled.

"Goodnight Jo," Sam said, as she closed the door and returned to her own room and getting into bed. Sam made herself comfortable, her mind unable focus on anything but the kiss her and Jo had shared earlier on in the evening. Although before Jo had left to go undercover, Sam had found herself becoming somewhat attracted to her subordinate, she had always thought kissing another woman would be uncomfortable, weird and, well, disgusting. But to her amazement it hadn't felt like that at all. Kissing Jo just felt… so right.

Jo lay awake unable to relax enough to sleep. She had enjoyed kissing Sam. It was everything she thought kissing Sam would be like. If she had to describe it in one word it would be… amazing. Jo wanted to have that same feeling every morning, every night, and, well, all the time for the rest of her life. But when she had kissed Sam, she didn't know what she saw in her eyes or what she sensed. This confused Jo and made her feel a little worse than when she had arrived. Having someone you're close to die in front of you knowing it was your fault was one thing, but not knowing if the person you think you love and want to spend the rest of your life with look as Sam had earlier, something in her heart ripped.

Doing the only thing Jo thought she could do to resolve the situation and stop herself hurting any more than was necessary, she heading for the door. Holding the handle tightly, she began shaking a little as she hesitated, trying to decide if this was the best thing to do…

What will Jo do? Stay or leave? – Let me know what you think by reviewing!