Weeks went by, Jack's injury healed and he was approved for active duty, and both he and Sam proved that they could put aside their personal feelings and work together, just as they had before. At least so it seemed to most people at the SGC. However, their teammates Daniel and Teal'c had a totally different perspective on the matter, and they both secretly wondered how long it would be before the shit hit the proverbial fan.
One day as Daniel sat on the ground brushing hundreds of years of dust off a large tablet inside a temple on a tropical planet designated P2X-213, he heard the unmistakable sounds of a commotion, followed by two people shouting at one another. He recognized the voices immediately as Jack's and Sam's. At first he hesitated, wondering if he should become involved in their argument. But Daniel wasn't one to avoid trouble, especially when it involved a war of words, so he got up and went looking for his two friends.
Teal'c who was standing guard a few yards away from the temple door, but in the opposite direction from the yelling, simply raised one eyebrow as he watched Daniel leave. Teal'c was no fool!
Daniel found his teammates not far away, in a thick tangle of lush plants, standing over an animal of some sort. It appeared to be dead, and it had a regulation knife sticking out of it that obviously belonged to either Jack or Sam. They didn't even seem to notice when Daniel walked up to them.
"Hey, guys. What's goin on?" They ignored him and continued to yell at each other.
"As you can see, Colonel, I don't need your help! I am perfectly able to take care of myself!" Sam yelled. Her black t-shirt was hanging out of her pants, and her belt buckle hung from beneath it. Obviously she had been surprised by this creature while using the facilities, Daniel thought to himself.
"I ordered you not to leave the site without telling me, Carter! And the last time I looked, I was still the ranking officer around here!" he yelled back.
"I had to use the ladies' room, Sir. What was I supposed to do, ask you to come along and hold my hand?"
"Not exactly, but you should have told me where you were going. All I heard was this God-awful noise that sounded like you were being eaten alive."
"Well, as you can see, Sir, I'm fine. Now can we just forget it?" Sam asked, lowering her voice when she realized that Daniel was standing next to her. She had begun to tuck in her shirt. Daniel turned around and headed back to the temple, figuring he'd put in his two-cents-worth later. He had noticed lately that Jack was treating Sam differently...less like a fellow soldier and more like a loved one...and he was certain now that he wasn't the only one who was aware of it. If it continued, the whole team would suffer the consequences.
"I'm sorry, Sam. You're right," Jack admitted, keeping his voice down. I swore I wasn't gonna do this. I've tried not to treat you any different than Daniel or Teal'c, but I just can't help myself. When we get home, I'm gonna ask that you be transferred to another team. At least that way you can continue to do your job without me coming down on you."
"And that way you won't have to put up with me anymore. Is that it?" Sam asked, tears stinging her eyes.
Sam had tucked in her t-shirt and zipped up her pants, and now she was struggling with the belt buckle, which in her trembling hands just wouldn't cooperate. She wasn't just angry; she was completely crushed. She had been willing to give up working at the SGC in order to pursue a relationship with him, but he had rejected her offer. And now he was going to have her transferred to another team! This was just more than she could take, and she began to sob as she walked away from Jack, heading further into the jungle. She really didn't want him or the guys to see her like this. She had to get away so she could have time to compose herself!
Jack just stood there for a minute trying to figure out what he'd done wrong this time. He thought she'd be relieved not to have him criticizing her or calling her on each and every little thing she did. But clearly Sam had taken his intended kindness as some kind of slap in the face. Suddenly Jack realized that she had walked further into the jungle, and now he couldn't see her!
"Carter! Carter, come back here! Sam! God, damn it!" Jack took off after her, running full out for a minute, before stopping to look around. At first he didn't see her, but then he heard his sniffling and saw her blonde head above one of the tall plants that crowded the area. He quickly strode over to her, swiping the tall green things out of the way, before grabbing hold of her arm and pulling her around to face him.
"Sam, damn it! Stop going off alone!" he growled, his anger and his confusion driving him. "Something could happen to you!" he yelled as he pulled her against him, trapping her arms between their chests.
"Maybe you should pray that it does!" she yelled, tears leaving a glistening path on her rosy cheeks. "Then you wouldn't have to put up with all of the insubordinate, stupid things I do anymore!" she screamed at him as her small fists clutched and pounded ineffectively against his chest. She could barely move, because he was holding her so tightly.
Without thinking, Jack's mouth sought hers, his thin lips crushing her fuller ones in a blazing kiss that left them both breathless. When they broke apart gasping for air, Sam stared into his black eyes and spoke defiantly.
"Is that the way you intend to discipline me from now on, Colonel? Because if it is, then I'll have to report you to General Hammond," she hissed, her tone like ice.
"You go right ahead! And in that case, I may as well do as I please with you. I mean what's the sense in getting court-martialed, when I haven't even taken all I want?" he asked her calmly. She stared back at him, as though daring him to do whatever he had in mind. But in reality she was asking herself the same question. What was stopping them? Hadn't they already busted the regs all to hell anyway?
And then his actions became anything but calm as he pushed her down onto the thick vegetation, his hands working to pull her shirt free of her pants, while his mouth covered hers once again. Sam's hands that had been fisted against his chest, began to work at his belt and pants, unfastening them as quickly as she could.
"Eager much?" he asked, his words hitting the side of her head as he lay on top of her, his long fingers making quick work of the snap and zipper of her uniform pants. Then he sat back on his heels and grabbed hold of her trousers, tugging them down off her hips. Sam had to let go of his clothes when he lifted up, so she helped him with hers instead, wiggling until her pants were down around her ankles.
"Hurry up, before I change my mind, damn it!" she hissed. Together they managed to remove one boot, so she could pull her pants off one long leg. Then he pulled his own pants down below his knees and sat back on the ground, struggling with his boots.
"Oh, fuck it!" he cried out in frustration. He gave up on the boots and leaned over her again, his hips in between her spread thighs, his right hand guiding his swollen penis to her damp folds. Leaning on one arm Jack pressed into her and heard her choke back a cry. God, she had been tight that night behind O'Malley's, but she was even tighter now, he thought as he held himself poised at her opening.
"It's okay! Just do it!" she hissed again. Sam arms, which had been around his shoulders, now moved down to his waist. With both hands on his ass, she pulled him toward her, and Jack lunged forward, his nine-inch tumescent cock sliding home. Then he wrapped both arms under and around her shoulders and started moving, pulling her toward him as he ground his hips against hers. His face was nestled next to her head, and he turned into her whispering the words that she thought she'd never hear from him...ever again.
"I love you, Sam!" he said, his voice shaking with emotion.
"I love you, Jack!" she replied. And then all thoughts of talking ended, and all they wanted to do was become a part of each other...one body, one mind, one love that nothing or no one could ever destroy.
With swift, strong strokes that left her panting for more, Jack pressed harder and farther into her willing flesh, driving them both past the point of rational thinking. They were on a mission, and their teammates were just a hundred or so yards away, but even that couldn't curb their need to do this. Sam moved her legs higher around Jack's hips and gripped him with her thighs as she urged him on.
"God, how I love you, Jack! Fuck me as though this might be the last time," she crooned in his ear, her warm lips caressing the side of his head with kisses and words of endearment. Her words spurred him on toward his release. And before he could stop himself he was coming, pouring his life's essence into the shelter of her womb. He collapsed onto Sam and she held him, seemingly unwilling to let him go. When his breathing had returned to normal, he lifted up and looked at her, his face a picture of distress and worry. He knew she hadn't come.
"Oh, God, Sam, I'm so sorry," he told her, his eyes pleading for forgiveness.
"For what?" she asked as she rubbed his back soothingly. He reluctantly pulled his flaccid penis out of her warmth and shifted over to the ground next to her, before pulling her onto her side facing him.
"You didn't come," he replied. She saw how worried he was, and she thought it was so sweet of him to be concerned about her. She truly wasn't upset with him; the last few minutes had been the most wonderfully tender ones of her entire life, and she wouldn't have traded them for anything! But obviously he didn't know that.
"I don't have to come every time, Jack, to enjoy having sex. ...at least not with you! I love you, and just being with you like this..." She looked around them and giggled. "Yes, even like this! It was wonderful! I've never felt so loved in my entire life, Jack. And besides, now you owe me!" she said with a wicked smile.
"I certainly do, Captain. And I always repay my debts. So what say we get back to work, before Daniel comes looking for us? Then when we get home..."
"What, Sir? When we get home, what?" They were both sitting up now and getting dressed. Sam didn't look upset, just curious. Jack really wished he had an answer for her, but he didn't. And the fact that things were no more clear now than they had been twenty minutes ago made him see red.
"Damn it, I don't know, Sam!" he said way too harshly, and he knew it the second the words were out of his mouth. He grabbed her hand and brought it up to his mouth as they stood facing one another in the lush forest. "I don't know, Sam," he repeated, but this time he spoke very softly. "I just know I love you, and we are going to be together...somehow!"
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