A very short, sweet, nothing chapter. For those who wanted to know - yes, I'm continuing this series - probably at least until baby comes.

"You're not peeking are you?" he asked for the hundredth time.

"No Jack", she sighed in a long-suffering voice. Even though she liked giving him a hard time, she was actually enjoying this immensely. It wasn't just because she loved surprises (good ones, not, 'there are twenty Jaffa pointing staff weapons at them on a supposedly deserted planet ones') but because she loved how much fun Jack was having with this whole thing. It made her happy to see how - light – he seemed and how much he enjoyed trying to do something special for her. It really didn't matter to her where they went – they could have gone back to her house for all she cared. All she wanted to do was spend time with her new husband.

"Okay – just don't look!" They'd gone back to their hotel room after the reception was over and changed and then he'd brought her to wherever they were in a rented car. He'd made her wear the blindfold the whole way, so she had absolutely no idea where they were, except she was pretty sure they'd left the city. It was too quiet and she didn't see any light peeking through the bottom of the blindfold.

They'd said goodbye to everyone at the reception, with lots of hugs and kisses, and Jack had explained they were leaving immediately on their honeymoon. There had been a lot of laughter and teasing from everyone and a muttered 'remember kumquats Jack!" from Daniel.

"I think I can figure out what to do without remembering them Daniel", he'd smirked.

"Oh, I'm sure you can! As Teal'c said, Sam is pregnant!"

"Stow it Space Monkey." But Jack had grinned and accepted the hug from Daniel.

"I'm happy for you", his friend said. "Have a great time."

"Don't worry – we will!"


"Jack, what are we waiting for?" she asked, sitting in the car with the blindfold still on. He'd parked somewhere and they'd been sitting for a few moments in silence.

"Nothing", he replied – and the next moment she felt a strange sensation and knew they were now someplace else.

"Okay, you can take it off", he told her.

She pulled off the strip of material around her eyes and looked around in surprise. They were in a small ship – a space ship – and she was looking down at Earth.

"Welcome."

She turned in surprise to see a man – Tok'ra obviously by the clothes – at the ship's controls.

"Uh hi", she answered, turning to look at Jack with a question in her eyes.

"I am Tal'thor", the Tok'ra explained. "I was a friend of Selmak and your father", he explained. "I am sorry for your loss. I too miss them."

"Thank you Tal'thor. Uh – can I ask…?"

"Why you are here?" he smiled. "I believe General O'Neill will want to explain." He turned to Jack. "I will leave you now and wish you a happy -?"

"Honeymoon", Jack grinned. "Thanks Tal'thor. We appreciate you delivering the ship."

The Tok'ra grinned, which rather surprised Sam, although it made her believe that this man really had been a friend of her father. As much as he'd enjoyed the last few years of his life, he'd bemoaned the lack of humor in many of the Tok'ra.

Tal'thor stood and touched something in his hand. With that he disappeared in a flash of light.

Sam looked again at her husband. "Okay – I assume that was an Asgaard beam?"

"Yup", he said, sounding smug.

"So – you have the Tok'ra and the Asgaard in on this?"

"Yup."

"And … what is this?"

"Well, I thought it would be nice to go somewhere – different. Just taking you to the Caribbean or Europe – or even my – our cabin didn't seem special enough."

"So instead you figured a ship in space would be more – exotic?"

"Oh, the ship is just our means of transportation." He grinned again. "I thought you'd enjoy taking it for a spin. The ship is actually on loan from Warrick."

"Warrick? You're kidding?"

"Nope – it's a special ship he's been working on. He said it handles like a dream. He told me to tell you congratulations and he hopes you will one day race with him again. He wanted to come but couldn't because his new wife is about to have a baby."

"That's great." She paused and then looked at him in wonder. "Okay – so the Tok'ra, the Asgaard and the Serrakin?"

"Yup! Hey, what can I say – they all love you."

"Not just me Jack – although I think the Tok'ra do like me better than you."

"Yeah, well I like you better than them – waaaaay better. I can leave most of them, although I must admit that Tal'thor is okay. He has a sense of humor. The Asgaard and Serrakin are pretty good."

By this time Sam was barely listening to him. She'd wandered over to the console and started looking at all the controls. Jack could tell she'd entered into 'science mode' and it would be a while before she returned to Earth – or to space to be more accurate.

It was almost ten minutes later before she seemed to realize that she'd completely ignored her new husband in favor of the ship. She grimaced slightly and looked up, to find him staring at her with open affection. "Sorry", she said.

"Don't be. This was part of my gift to you. I knew you'd love it."

"Oh yeah", she smiled. "I do. I'm itching to fly her."

"Well, we have her for a week so you'll have the chance to try her out. But now, it's really time to get this honeymoon on the road. The coordinates have been input – just follow what they say and we should be there in about an hour."

"There? Where is 'there'?"

"Just a place I thought would be good for a honeymoon."

"Not a nudist colony?" she asked suspiciously.

"No", he laughed, "not a nudist colony, although we could start one?"

With a laugh she turned back to the controls, anxious to get to their destination. She started her up and soon was flying through space – something she still had trouble believing, even after all their adventures all over the galaxy.

Warrick had been right – she handled like a dream. She tried a few fancy maneuvers, which had Jack rolling his eyes and openly laughing at her. She could tell, though, that he was enjoying it almost as much as she was. She could also tell that he was itching to try her out. He was every bit as good a pilot as her – in fact, he was probably better, although she'd never admit it. He loved to fly and complained that he didn't get much chance any more, now that he was a 'paper pusher'.

"Here", she stood up. "Wanna try her?"

"You sure?" he asked, his brows raised.

"Mmm hmm. Just watch the controls. They're incredibly responsive."

Without any more encouragement he sat down and took the controls. After a few moments he had a huge grin on his face. "God – I wonder if Warrick will let us keep her? I'd love to be able to fly her on the weekends. Hey – I could fly to Nellis and come see you every day!"

"Mmmm sounds nice. Somehow I don't think the Air Force would go for it."

"Probably not, although I could tell them that it would offend the Serrakin if I didn't keep it."

She just shook her head and he pouted.

"We're almost there", he told her, looking down at the star map. "Buckle up ma'am. We're going in for a landing!"

"You can land this thing?"

"I hope you're asking if this ship can land on solid ground rather than if I can land her", he warned her. "Because if you are questioning my skills Carter …. !"

"Oh, I would never question your - skills – Sir!"

He glanced over and gave her a wicked smile. "Good, because then I'd have to -."

"What would you have to do General?"

"I'd have to prove to you that my skills were – just fine."

"Oh – you've proved that to me many times." She gave him a naughty grin. "Although I could use a refresher course."

He turned back to the ships controls and did something to them. In a few short minutes they'd entered a planet's atmosphere and he landed the craft quickly and easilty. He immediately stood up and took her hand and began to pull her to the hatch, which was now open.

"Where are we going?"

"To give you a refresher course!"

She laughed and gladly followed him out the hatch and onto – the most beautiful place she'd ever seen in her life.

"Jack", she breathed. She stopped dead and looked around in wonder – they'd landed in paradise.

"Yeah?" He stopped and turned to her and smiled when he saw her expression. "Nice, isn't it?"

"Nice? It's – amazing. What is this place?"

"Oh, just a little place Thor told me about. He showed me some pictures and I thought you'd like it."

"I – god, it's amazing. That waterfall and the pond –"

"Yup – and over there is the ocean with a beach to die for."

"But – who lives here? Are there people around?"

"Nope. It's a deserted planet. The Asgaard have protected it for years, thousands of years from what Thor told me. They let people use it as a holiday retreat I guess. See", he grinned, "I told you that you didn't need clothes. We can start our own nudist colony here."

She got an impish look in her eyes and gave him a saucy smile. "How about skinny dipping in that pool?"

"Sounds good", he responded, "Although I'm not hot enough yet. I think we should exercise a bit first and then cool off in there."

"Oh – and what kind of exercise did you have in mind?"

He shook his head at her and without saying another word reached over and picked her up.

"Jack", she screeched. "What are you doing?"

"Taking you to show you what kind of exercise I have in mind."

Afterward she laid there, her hands behind her back, looking out the sheer curtains that were swaying in the gentle breeze. Their 'bedroom' for want of a better word, was on a platform over-looking the ocean. The bed was huge and comfortable. There were no walls – only the curtains.

She gave a contented sigh and slowly rolled to her side and looked at Jack, who had his eyes closed and was wearing nothing but a small smile.

"Doesn't it ever get cold here?" Sam asked.

"Don't know", Jack answered. "I haven't been here before. Thor said it's beautiful and safe – that's all I cared about."

"Mmmm. What about food?"

"You hungry?" he opened an eye and stared at her.

"Not really – just wondering."

"It's over there", he pointed with one arm. "Let me know when you are and I'll get something."

There was a pause as she cuddled up next to him. He brought his arm around and pulled her closer. "So – like your honeymoon?"

"I love it", she answered, "although I love you more."

"Good!"

"Jack?"

"Mmmm?"

"I don't want to live in Nevada with you in Washington. I don't want to live apart."

He opened both eyes then and looked at her seriously. "I thought you were okay with it?"

"I was, but that was before we were married. I want to be with you, especially since we have a child coming."

He rolled over until he was looking directly at her. "I don't want to either", he said bluntly. "We'll figure something out, even if I have to -"

"Don't say it", she held her fingers up to his lips. "You'd go crazy in a week. No, I guess we'll just have to make do for now. Either that or I can -"

This time it was Jack who covered her mouth. He then removed his hand and covered her mouth with his lips instead. After a few glorious seconds he leaned back. "Uh uh", he said. "You're not allowed to either." He rolled back onto his back and stared at the ceiling of their small 'room' "We'll figure something out Sam, I promise."

She lay there too, knowing there was little they could do. Even though they were now married, it still wasn't what she would have liked for their life. Still, she sighed, it could be worse. They could be single and alone – or with other people. No, she should just be happy. She wasn't about to let the future destroy her honeymoon.

"So – what was that about food?" she finally asked. She turned her head to see Jack looking at her with worry in his eyes. When he saw her grin he relaxed and pushed himself up. "Your wish is my command my lady", he said. He stood and stretched, and she admired his long, lean, and very naked body.

"I'll be right back", he said, turning to the stairs leading out of their little 'boudoir'.

"Aren't you going to get dressed?" she asked.

He turned and gave her a naughty grin. "Nope", he said. "I like the idea of that nudist colony!"

She laughed as he left and laid back, thinking again how much she loved Jack O'Neill.