Chapter 2
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Here goes chapter 2. Hope you like it.
Jack is still a Colonel, Sam is still a Major. And General Hammond is still in charge of the SGC. ( this information won't be much relevant in this chapter but will be necessary for the next, just thought I would let you know now.)
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Samantha Carter woke up and saw that she was alone. She looked around and noticed that Jack's shirt was still there and so were his shoes. So where was he?
She got up, picked up Jack's shirt, put it on and headed downstairs.
- Jack? Where are you?
- Hy. I came to get something to eat.
Jack was in the kitchen. When he saw the look on her face he realized that she thought that he had left.
- You thought I left didn't you?
- No.
- You're a terrible liar. Did you know that?
- Oh. Shut up, will you?
- Didn't you see my shoes? The shirt I know you did.
Jack loved to see her wearing his shirt and nothing but his shirt.
- Yeah.
- So you thought that I would leave without shoes and shirtless
- Just forget it.
He came closer o her and hugged her gently. Then he made sure that she was looking at his eyes before continue speaking.
- I would never leave without saying goodbye. Ok?
- Sure I was just scared that…
Her voice was failing her. She felt so good in his arms. Her head was lying on his bare chest. She never felt so at peace then now. Because she was in his arms. His arms. Jack O'Neill' arms. The man she had been in love with for the past eight years. This was great.
- It's ok. I'm here.
He was feeling as good as Sam was. Feeling her hair on his chest was driving him crazy.
How could the simple act of her gently touching him get him so aroused? She was way sexier than she knew. She had no idea what she did to him.
- How about some breakfast?
Sam looked at the watch.
- It's 13:00. How about some lunch?
- Sure. Will you cook?
- Jack you've known me for eight years. Have you ever seen me cook?
- No.
- You're lucky because I suck.
Jack started laughing.
- Pizza?
- Sure.
After ordering pizza they laid down on the sofa.
- This feels nice.
- Yep. Really nice. We should do this more often.
Did he really say that? A sad look appeared in her eyes.
- I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking.
- It's ok. We both know that this can't happen again.
- Yes.
Now his eyes were sad. How could they got back to the way they were before this night? They couldn't. It was impossible to forget this had happened. It had been too wonderful, too perfect for either of them to forget.
- Let's not talk about that. Let's enjoy this day.
- One day?
- Better then none.
- Is it?
- We can't change what happened last night and this morning. – A smile spread across his face from the memories of the previous night. – And even if we could I'm not sure I would.
Seeing the sincerity in his face convinced her that if there was nothing they could do to change this situation at least they would make the best fo it.
- Ok. One day.
She smiled and kissed him.
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18:00
They had had a terrific afternoon. They were enjoying the proximity to one and other.
- This was great.
- The day is not over yet.
- I know. I need to take a shower.
- Really? What a coincident. So do I.
- Jack O'Neill are you saying that you want to take a shower with me?
- Are you inviting me?
She decided to answer his question by giving him a passionate kiss and pushing him towards the shower.
They got in and turned on the shower. They didn't even take the (few) clothes they had on.
- You look sexy with my wet shirt on.
- How do I look without it?
Sam took the shirt off. She was now completely naked. Jack's mouth just flew open. She was perfect. The first two times he had seen her naked he hadn't had time to admire her beautiful body. He decided that this time he would feel and explore every inch of her. He would enjoy this to the fullest. This could be their last time together so he didn't want to miss a thing.
- Much better.
He started kissing her. Starting on the neck and down to her toe, that was his plan..She giggled when he got to her belly, making him stop immediately. He had never heard her giggle before. He must really love her because he found that sound to be the most beautiful in the whole universe.
- Why are you giggling?
- You're tickling me.
- Oh. Sorry.
- It's ok I like it.
- You do. Ok moving on.
He continued kissing him and she found her way to his pants, taking them of.
Not that she wanted to rush it. She just wanted, much like he did, to enjoy it to the fullest. She wanted to explore his body too. Why would he be the one having all the fun? (Not that she wasn't having fun, because she was this was defiantly great). She wanted to know the exact location of every scar, every birth mark on his body. If this was their last time together she would make it last. They both wanted this to last. And so it did.
After much exploration in the bathroom they decided to take it to the bed. They didn't even dry themselves.
As their wet bodies hit the sheets on Sam's bed Jack spoke for the first time since the exploration began.
- You're making me crazy.
- Same here.
- What? You're making yourself crazy?
Sam hit him in the shoulder but a second later she resumed the kisses.
They couldn't make it last much longer. They were both on the edge, both physically and mentally. But before crossing that edge they looked at each others eyes.
- I love you Samantha.
- I love you Jack.
They both crossed that edge together.
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A/N: hope you liked it. More still to come. Sorry about eventual spelling mistakes. Tell me if you enjoyed this chapter: review please.