Warnings: Same as previous- Threads, Moebius and Beneath the Surface spoilers.
Disclaimer: Not mine! All recognizable characters etc. etc. etc. belong to somebody else! You give all the credit to MGM- Gekko- Double Secret. No money will ever be mine for any of this. My reward is just getting Jack and Sam together! You know I didn't intend to infringe! They just need to have some fun! Gosh! TPTB should let Jack and Sam get a life! (Together! Of course.)
Author's Chapter Notes: I know the previous Chapters were filled with angst! I couldn't get past all the baggage S/J had to bring with them to Egypt. This chapter brings them together, not just with the hot sex (not detailed of course, you'll just have to take my word for it! It was hot!) but I hope it portrays their returning friendship. We all know they love each other, but I didn't see much of a friendship in season eight. (Of course Jack was almost non-existent in 9 and 10, which still makes me mad!) I hope my little story will correct that! Again, Thanks for reading!
Chapter 4
"What? What did you say?" Sam sat up, fast, pushing him off her.
"Jack, what did you say?" She had expected him to whisper sweet nothings in her ear, to say he loved her, or that she was hot, or he loved her long legs, her small toned waist or her full breasts.
She remembered all the sweet things he had said to her when they made love on the Ice Planet. He didn't say any of those things. She thought for a moment she was dreaming, or maybe her mind was playing tricks on her.
She had wanted to hear those words, since they returned from the Ice Planet. She just didn't expect them at this moment. She wasn't sure he'd actually said them.
He smiled at her reaction. He pulled her back into his arms, and whispered in her ear. "I said, Sam marry me." He was afraid he had really blown it. He wrapped both arms around her naked body, pulling her down, and moved back over her. He held her eyes fixed with his.
"You don't have to answer right now. Just couldn't keep myself from saying the words. I've wanted to ask you that for four years. I don't intend to let some other jerk.. I uh .. didn't mean that. I just couldn't go another minute without letting you know what I want."
They stared at each other, lost in the depth of each others souls. Neither had ever been so exposed to anyone before. Needless to say, they didn't need words.
He kissed up her neck slowly, enjoying each touch of her smooth skin against his lips. He kissed the sweet spot he knew was behind her ear. He kissed around the shell, breathing into it. Sam couldn't breathe. Her mind was flying. Her body was responding to Jack's kisses and caresses, to Jack stretched out over her. To Jack naked! She still couldn't believe this was happening.
They were actually naked, his body press tight over hers, making the whole of her body tingle. Her mind played his name over and over. 'Jack. Jack. Jack. Jack.' She was scared to close her eyes. She just knew he would disappear and the dream would be over.
He moved his lips to hers. Passion flared through them both. His kiss was soft, then firm, then demanding. His kisses caused an explosion of fire through her body. Her hands wove their way through his hair. She loved his hair. It was Jack's hair. 'Jack. Jack. Jack.' Her mind kept playing his name...over and over, as her body responded to his touch. They broke the kiss long enough to breathe.
Before Jack knew what happened, Sam's mouth was glued to his. This kiss lasted as long as the first, then blended right into another. It seemed as if the world shifted under them.
She broke away to catch her breath, smiling at him. "I love you, Jack." Her words were spoken so softly. Her eyes were glazed with tears that didn't fall, making them shine brightly, changing the color to a beautiful blue sapphire.
"I love you too, baby." His voice was soft like a gentle breeze across her mouth and face. His eyes were a mirror to his soul, a soul totally exposed. He gazed into her eyes. Love. Real love reflected back. He could see in her eyes every emotion he felt at this moment. He felt their souls were interlocked, blended just as their bodies would be. He felt frozen in time. Much like the way he had felt as they had focused on each other as he became 'popsicle man' in the stasis chamber in Antarctica.
"I'll never regret getting stranded here. You, this feeling you give me, makes it worth whatever happens," Jack whispered to her, as he kissed her gently.
"And you say you're no good with words." She smiled, teasing him. "Me too. What you said, Jack."
"Gotta tell you how much I've stared at this cute little butt, though, following behind you on all those planets. I had to fight myself to keep from running up behind you and squeezing it, just like this!" She squeezed his butt cheek between you thumb and fingers hard.
"Really?" Jack wasn't sure if her admitting her desire to touch him or her playing with his butt made him the happiest. He just knew he was one happy camper. He held the woman he had loved for eight long years under his body, in his bed; and he intended to keep her as happy as was possible. Yeah, this place may be alright. No regrets from him. Not now, anyway.
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The men were sitting around the table, talking quietly. It made no difference that they were in Jack's tent; they couldn't take a chance of being overheard. Katep, Daniel, Jack, Teal'c and Si'lon, leader of the tribe, were discussing strategy for the revolt.
Sam was in the corner of the tent standing close to their bedding. Jack knew she was listening. As of yet she refused to help them. Sam had been angry at first, she was so afraid of destroying the timeline. She had argued until she was blue with Jack and Teal'c. They wouldn't listen to her.
Jack couldn't understand her thinking. He was still much more familiar with soldier Sam, than the woman Sam. Not that he wasn't enjoying his wife. Lord knows, he had waited long enough and had gone through pure hell to be with her.
He still wondered at times, if she would have been with him if they weren't stranded here. What the hell! He had her; and Petey boy was gone, at least from this timeline.
They had been married for three months. Sometimes he still couldn't believe his luck. It was worth being stranded here just to be with Sam, but to actually be married to her! That was having his cake and eating it too!
The men were all in agreement, it was time to do something to aid in overthrowing Ra. Not only were their lives miserable from overwork, they had no freedom of movement. Their campsite was always within reach of Ra's Jaffa. They lived in constant fear.
They were used for everything from common labor to slave entertainment. They weren't only at Ra's beck and call, but also his Jaffa. The Jaffa were known to use the women as sexual entertainment at will.
They were also Ra's favorite human hosts. Just last week, he had held another gathering. Three of their tribe members had been implanted with symbiotes, all very young women. All Jack could think was "what if it had been Sam?'
He tried to convince SG1 to just leave. Take the jumper and run. He'd augured that they could go anywhere in the galaxy or in any timeline. Sam refused. She wasn't convinced they wouldn't interfere with the timeline wherever they were. Truth was, she felt they should have all died as soon as they buried the Jumper.
Sam knew everything they did and said was interfering. Just being here was making too much of an impact. But who could just end their own life easily? Months ago, when she had made that suggestion, all three of the guys had looked at her like she was crazy. Jack thought at the time she'd said it, she just missed her Pete that much.
Jack couldn't just sit and watch these people being used by that snake-head. It just wasn't Jack! It had begun to destroy his sole, even as happy as he was with Sam.
The men began to plan tactical moves. Daniel and Teal'c were on board with Jack, to Sam's amazement. She was sure Daniel would understand the damage to the timeline.
All Daniel could see was Sha're. She seemed to be everywhere. It was as if she had come back to life here. He was reminded so much of Abydos. How could he justify sitting still while Ra kept on taking these innocent people? People just as innocent and loving as the Abydonians. His family! No, this time Daniel was fully on Jack's side, if for different reasons.
They were just in the planning stages. They knew they would have to move slowly and do everything undercover. They had begun to covertly follow some of Ra's Jaffa. They were trying to identify places Ra kept his weapon supply.
Jack and Teal'c knew they had no chance if they couldn't get their hands on more advanced weapons. All they had with them were their individual P-90's, personal hand-guns, knives, and zats, not nearly enough C-4 and one stun bomb phaser.
The locals had little more than a few stolen staff weapons and a variety of clubs and sling-shots. Tonight's session was focused on when and how to make the move to find the armory.
Teal'c was gaining more and more respect from the tribe leaders. Even though they only knew Jaffa as henchmen for Ra; they were impressed with his tactical abilities and his knowledge of fighting the Gou'ald. These strangers had come just in time to encourage their existing resistance to the horrible treatment dished out by order of Ra.
They lived in fear of Ra; any day could be their last. They no longer respected him, no longer believed he was a God. There had been many of their numbers executed for no other reasons than it was sport for Ra and his Jaffa.
As the men talked, Sam made her bed. She was beginning to take interest in what they were saying. Jack, Daniel and Teal'c were strongly determined to help these people with the revolt. Daniel's argument that they very well could have been the catalyst to start the revolt was beginning to make sense to her. Though she was petrified of the affect they were having on the time line; she admitted, if only to herself at this point, that he could be right.
This place was draining Sam, not only of her spirit but of her ability to reason. She had nothing to exercise that big brain of hers, as Jack so frequently called it. It was so very tiring. She hated to act like such a woman, but she was really tired lately. It seemed that for the last couple of weeks, she had no energy.
She hadn't told any of the guys or Ketra. She didn't want to worry them, especially Jack. This last three month were filled with such happiness and bliss. They were in the "can't get enough of each other" stage of their relationship. Even the disagreements about the revolt couldn't stop them from touching each other constantly. She didn't want to do or say anything to jeopardize that right now.
She was totally in love and enjoying every minute of her sexually relationship with her husband. It had taken them long enough to get here! She needed him, and she was willing to be less vocal with him if it kept the peace.
The only thing she wanted right now was Jack, here, with her. She really wished they would end this session tonight. She would be asleep before much longer, and she really wanted Jack to hold her, make love to her.
She sank back into the pillows and closed her eyes. She liked to recall the week before the wedding ceremony and all the ways she and Jack had gotten to know each other. Sam had always thought she loved him more than life itself, but she really had no idea just how much more she could feel for this man.
He'd always protected her, but now it was different. She felt linked to him, even if he was elsewhere. She still could almost hear his thoughts or feel his strength wrapped around her. It was an eternal link, one that Sam knew in her heart was forever, even through death.
She didn't know what she really believed about an afterlife. These ancient people believed in afterlife. Daniel could explain it much better than she. Sam had been raised a Catholic. Her dog tags, she still wore around her neck, claimed her Catholic identity. She still held onto some of her belief, though she had stopped practicing most of the rituals that accompanied her childhood faith.
When her mother died, her father stopped taking them to Mass. Sam had been so young, it really confused her. She knew her dad was angry at God. She was even more confused about faith as a young adult. Basically, she lived as she wanted, but with the guilt all good Catholics bare.
Then came the SGC, and with that she had stopped trying to explain her own beliefs even to herself. Anyway, her brain wrapped around the more tangible evidences found in science. For some reason, being here, having to admit time was probably running out for them, she had begun to think more and more about her images of a childhood God.
Sam was almost asleep when Jack looked up from the drawings to see what she was doing. "Guys, I'm a little tired. Looks like a good place to stop. Can we gather again tomorrow?" he asked. Just looking at Sam, stretched across their bedding made him want her.
Daniel noticed Jack's look. "Sure," he agreed.
"Indeed, O'Neill. Colonel Carter, you do not seem well. You appear somewhat pale. Are you suffering from some ailment?" Teal'c had noticed Sam's lack of energy for the last couple of days, and was concerned.
"I'm fine Teal'c. It's just so hot. It takes my strength. The Kitchen, and the baking stones are really hot this time of year," Sam explained. Her voice sounded weak.
She didn't have to tell him she had much rather be with them, taking down and setting up tents everyday. Maybe soon they would be far enough away from the Palace for the tribe to feel a little safer. The further they were from Ra's palace, the safer they were. Ra's Jaffa were more inclined to round up the locals that were closer to the palace, for slaves or for entertainment.
The tribe couldn't get too far away from a water source. The river was a few miles away from their campsite. It was hard for them to transport enough water for their daily needs. It was also difficult to find feeding grounds for the goats. True, goats would eat almost anything, but sand was not on their diet.
Jack took off his clothes, leaving on his boxers. Thank God, he had insisted they bring as many personal items as they could get on the Jumper. He knew SG1's luck on missions. Both Daniel and Sam had felt this would be an in and out sort of thing. Jack, being Jack, knew it wouldn't. In his heart, he knew they would be back in time or some place else way longer that either Daniel or Sam thought.
He had insisted they bring as much extra clothes, food, drugs, medical supplies, and personal items as they could load on the Jumper. They had even included some pictures of their own personal interest. Jack had his favorite pictures of Charlie, his favorite team picture of his buddies from Black Ops, a picture of SG1 around the fourth year, and his favorite of Sam; a snapshot of her being pinned by him as Lt. Colonel Samantha Carter.
The look on her face in that particular snap, made by one of the airman at the ceremony, had the power to stop his heart each and every time he looked at it. It was Sam at her most beautiful on the proudest day of her life that he had witnessed.
He doubted that even if they had been able to have a real present day wedding, her face could have beamed any more or that her eyes could have shone any brighter blue.
Their wedding had been so special; but they had been in the desert over six months at the time. Eating meager rations and hard work had taken its toll on all of them. Sam, especially had lost weight; she was thinner and the sun had permanently tanned her small face. Not that he minded, Jack would always think her beautiful. He would love her no matter what. He was just glad to have the chance to be her husband.
As Jack sank into the bedding on the floor, Sam's bright eyes watched her husband. "Hey," she almost purred at him. He took her hand and kissed her fingers. She snuggled into his side and wrapped her arms around his chest, running her fingers through the fine silver hair.
"What's wrong, sweetheart? I heard what you said to Teal'c. But, I don't buy it. Something hurt your stomach again?"
"No, really, I'm fine. Can we not talk tonight, and you just make love to me? Please?" Her voice was so low and husky, he almost gave in. Almost. She could make his blood boil with just her sexy voice.
"Sam, you'd tell me if something were wrong? Right? You know we have to be so careful, here. We still have some meds, but who knows if they're still good?" He watched her eyes. He just felt in his bones something was off. "Sam?"
She reached both hands behind his neck and pulled him toward her. She stopped him from thinking completely. Shortly, Jack came up for air. "Don't think I'm gonna forget the question. We will come back to this!" as he placed kisses up and down her body. She flinched slightly when Jack caressed her breast. He raised his head, "What is it, Sam. Am I too rough?"
"No, Jack. Just a little sore, we've been busy lately." He wasn't sure what was up, but he was sure as hell it was something. Right now he didn't have time to think, his lips and hands were busy, kissing each part of her body as he quickly undressed her.
Sam looked at him with eyes so filled with desire, she only wanted him to possess her, and quickly. She didn't know why sex had become so necessary, but she couldn't think of much else. All she wanted was to have him pressed against her body, making love.
She had never been like this. She enjoyed their newly found freedom to touch and caress, to learn every part of one another's bodies. She loved to kiss him, make him lose his ability to think.
It was wonderful. It was just as she had thought it would be with Jack. Hot, sensual, and always great sex. He never failed to satisfy her. So great in fact, just thinking of him could make her want him. It made her sad and angry that she had left this in the room for so damn long!
He opened his eyes only to catch her staring at him, eyes filled with love. He couldn't help himself. It seemed the words came out of his mouth so easily with her. "I love you," he stated, and kissed her soft lips.
"I love you, too." Sam loved that he always told her he loved her while making love. It made the sex even hotter for her.
TBC
Chapter End Notes: My sincere thanks to those of you who have reviewed! It helps to know if I'm wasting my time completely or if there are a few who like this story! It helps to decide if I need to continue this or not.
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