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A/N: I hope you enjoy, I promise soon I won't be so mean to Sam and Jack. Keep the reviews coming; they speed up the writing process.
Sam watched as Jack's jaw tensed. She could see the pain in his face, the tears that slid down her cheeks were making the tape across her mouth loosen it grip. She wanted it to come off so that she could yell at him, tell him to go. Her mind flashed to that day on Apophois ship where she was trapped behind the force field and he needed to leave and he wouldn't go without her. She knew the same thing would happen here. You never leave a man behind.
"So Col., you gonna make your choice. You or Sam."
"Me."
"Nope sorry, wrong answer."
"You told me to choose so I did what more do you want?"
"The truth."
"Which is?"
"What have you and Sam been doing behind my back?"
"Working. All though right now I'm strongly considering kicking your butt for all the harm you've done to Sam."
"It's nothing that she didn't deserve."
"Deserve? How does she deserve to be treated like crap especially from the man who says he loves her?"
A glance towards Sam and Jack noticed that she was working on getting out of the ropes that had her strapped to a chair, their eyes locked for a moment. A signal was passed, one that they had perfected for years, a silent communication. Stall for a while longer, I can get it she was saying. He understood, he always understood her.
Pete was holding the trigger in his hand as he walked up the hall towards Jack. Jack couldn't help but wonder how crazy Pete had been to beat up his girlfriend, tie her to a chair and place C4 to it. All though he now had enough of Pete to prevent him for seeing the outside world for the rest of his life.
"Love her? How can I love someone who is in love with someone else?" He turned just slightly and Sam got her hand out and quickly made work of the other hand. Before Pete realized it, she was completely untied and Jack had his pistol aimed at Pete.
"Drop it Pete."
"Should have seen that one. Oh wait I did." He then pushed the trigger and the C4 began beeping its countdown. Jack quickly grabbed Sam and ran from the house. They didn't see Pete go out the back; the only thing they saw was the explosion from the front yard.
The fire department was able to put out the flames. Luckily Pete was an idiot and not wired it correctly so only a small portion of the C4 actually went off, leaving minimal damage to Sam's living room. The police were of little help in locating Pete. Of course it's hard to believe that one of their own was capable of doing such violent acts against someone they are supposed to protect.
Sam and Jack went to see Hammond back at Cheyenne Mountain. Janet checked them out, neither had anything to severe wrong nor broken, but she told them to take it easy. Hammond on the other hand looked mad. His call into the police department was of no use to him and was ready to have the president pull some strings in order to get this maniac off the streets.
Daniel and Teal'c had gone back to Sam's once the fire department allowed them to enter and grabbed her things. Sam had made the descion to move. The guys cleared out what they could including her laptop. The rest would remain behind until she found a new home. One that Pete didn't know about. She considered staying at the base, even Janet offered, but at both she didn't feel as safe as she wanted too.
Sam finally broke down and went to see Jack. Hesitantly she knocked on his door to his office.
"Enter."
"Sir?"
"Carter, come in. How you doing?"
"I'm ok. And you?" She made a gesture towards the butterfly bandage on his head.
"No headaches. What can I do for you?"
"I came to ask you a favor. Since as you know my house is out of commission. I don't want to stay on the base, too many questions and Janet has Cassie. I was wondering if I could utilize your guest room until I find a new place."
"Sure, Pete doesn't know where I live you'll be safer there anyways."
"Thanks. The guys brought some of my things, when you leave just come get me. I'll buy dinner tonight."
"Ok."
"See you later Sir."
After she left, Jack sat there thinking. Sam in his home. 20 feet from his own bedroom. He could do this. He was black ops trained. Then why did he feel the need to go hide in a dark closet somewhere.
When they went to leave, both were quiet. The past two days had been difficult on both of them, and yet here they were sitting in his truck driving to get dinner. Jack noticed that Sam kept looking out the window of playing with her hands, anything to avoid a conversation.
Once back at Jack's, he made work of unloading his truck while Sam got dinner. She hadn't brought much with her to Jack's, she was trying to prevent a long stay and ruin what ever it was they had discussed the other night. Sam knew that this needed to be taken slow to prevent any major blow up from occurring.
After dinner, they sat and watched the Simpson's and a few other shows on TV before retiring for the night. Some where during the night, Jack heard a cry but dismissed it, it was when he heard Sam scream that he ran into Sam's room to see her having a nightmare.
"No Jack, go please." She was calling out trying to reach him. He sat down on the bed next to her, and gently shook her awake.
"Carter, Carter, Sam come on wake up."
"Jack, sorry I guess I had a bad dream."
"It looked like a nightmare."
"Sorry I woke you."
"It's alright." He noticed then that she was crying. "Here come here." He said opening his arms to give her a hug. She didn't argue and enjoyed the way his arms embraced her. For some reason Sam had always felt safe when Jack hugged her. After a few moments he pulled back a little bit. "All better."
"Yes."
"Good."
In the darkness of her room with only the moonlight coming through the windows it was silent the only noise being that of their steady breathing. Neither knew who blinked first, but it was Jack who slowly moved in with parted lips towards Sam. When they finally connected the kiss started slow. Silently he thought this time kissing Sam was much better than the time loop kiss they had shared.
