A/N

this is a continuation of Sam's day with Jack. It's spaced it over a few chapters.

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When they got back from the F15 flight, and Jack had been chewed out over staying up for twice as long as he was supposed to, he told Sam to go get changed into jeans and to bring along a jacket and meet him at the front gate.

As ordered, fifteen minutes later Sam was walking towards the gatehouse and noticed Jack chatting to the gatehouse guard. Holy Hannah he looks good, she thought as she got closer. I thought he looked good in BDU's, and he looks really good in a flight suit, but...Her eyes wandered over him, taking in his worn old blue jeans...wow he has a really nice butt, she thought and felt herself blush. She also noticed the nicely fitting black t-shirt he wore wore...and I love his arms...and to top off the look, aviator shades perched on his nose.

"Hey here she is," he said smiling as she approached them.

When Sam saw Jack turn her way and smile she felt her tummy do a weird little flippy thing. And then she promptly tripped over a pothole in the road, just managing to recover before she hit the deck. Oh god I hope he didn't notice that...

"Hey watch where you're going Carter," Jack called to her.

Crud! Despite her mortification at Jack thinking she was a total klutz Sam managed a smile for the guy in the guard hut as she and Jack walked out to the carpark.

"Make sure you have her home by midnight," the guard called after them chuckling.

Jack turned back and continued to walk next to her backwards as he gestured to the guard. She didn't see exactly what he had done, but she had a pretty good idea by the guards increase in laugher.

"Where are we going?" Sam asked after Jack had turned back.

He shrugged. "I dunno really," he admitted. "Just thought it'd be nice to get out for the afternoon."

Sam smiled brightly at him in response.

Then Jack stopped alongside a huge motorcycle.

Sam's eyes goggled. "We're going on that!?"

He laughed at her reaction. "I take it you haven't had much to do with motorcycles."

Sam shook her head.

"Well from the way you reacted when we were doing all those aerobatics in the jet earlier, you're going to love it," Jack assured her.

Sam still didn't look too convinced.

"Hey," Jack said placing a finger under her chin so that she looked him in the eye. "You trust me right?"

She gave him a look that he correctly translated as 'well duh!'

"So, there's nothing to worry about. I'm a really good rider and it's perfectly safe," he said to her reassuringly. "I'd never do anything to hurt you Carter."

Sam's heart leapt and her resolve strengthened with his words. Giving him a small smile as she pulled on her jacket she said, "so let's do this."

Jack smiled as he reached across the bike to unfasten the two helmets that hung there, handing one to her. After he fastened his own helmet strap he looked over to Carter to see her fumbling with hers. "Here let me," he said in a muffled voice as his hands took over from hers.

"Okay, so let me get on first and when I straighten the bike off its kickstand you get on behind me," he instructed her.

Sam nodded her understanding watching as Jack mounted the bike.

"Okay," he said when he was ready for her to hop on.

As Sam climbed on, the big bikes suspension dipped only slightly under her added weight. As Jack started the bike she thought the engine was nearly as loud as the jet had been. She looked around for something to grab onto. Realising that motorcycles apparently didn't have handles for passengers she tentatively placed her hands on Jacks shoulders.

"I won't be able to ride with your hands there," he said over his shoulder.

Sam dropped her hands, lamenting briefly over how nice it would have been, and then suddenly panicking a little about falling off.

When Jack realised that Carter wasn't going to put her arms around his waist of her own accord he reached behind him and grabbed her hands in both of his pulling them forward so that her arms were wrapped around him. "Don't want you falling off," he called back to her.

Thinking she was well and truly in heaven, Sam smiled and scooted a little further down the seat so that she could comfortably maintain the position he had put her in.

Satisfied that he wasn't going to lose Carter on the first turn Jack put the bike into gear and tore off out of the parking lot. He felt a vibration through his back and laughed at the much more muffled 'woo hoo' that came from behind him.

Since this was Carters first time on a bike Jack had taken it relatively easy until they had reached a particularly windy section of road. He ramped it up a bit, not riding as he would if he were by himself but leaning it over pretty well just the same.

When they came out of the first set of bends onto a straight stretch of road Sam yelled in his ear. "On the next set of bends...go faster!"

Jack laughed. "That's my girl!" He called back to her.

Sam's felt like she was going to burst, not even worrying that he had referred to her as a girl this time, solely focused on him calling her his.

After about an hour they pulled up at a gas station and Sam went to use to bathroom. When she returned Jack had finished filling up the bike and was waiting for her.

"So how are you liking it so far?" He asked.

She grinned. "I have officially changed my standard Christmas order from a horse to a motorcycle."

Jack blew out a breath before responding. "Okay, wow...I'm going to be popular this year." Sam laughed and the sound of it did something to him. He cleared his throat before continuing. "So the old guy inside said there's a really good place to eat out along this road, but it's still another hour or so away. You wanna..."

"Yes!" Sam interrupted as she pulled her helmet on over her head. "And Jack?" She said as he was getting ready to pull away from the gas pump. "Go faster!"

Jack shook his head and smiled ruefully. "I've created a monster!"

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After about another hour or so they reached the roadside cafe. When they sat down for dinner Sam felt her face starting to ache from smiling so much.

Jack handed his menu back to their waitress and chuckled as he looked across the table at her.

"Having fun?"

Sam nodded, the smile not fading from her lips.

They ate burgers, they talked and they laughed.

Jack grinned. "Jeez I wish I could've seen that kids face when you slogged him."

Sam smiled and blushed just a little. "You know I'm pretty sure as the responsible adult influence here you're supposed to be frowning on resorting to physical violence, not wishing you'd had a front row seat."

Jack sighed. "Yeah well, out of the two of us I think you're closer to being the responsible adult influence than I am Carter."

She grinned back at him.

"What?"

Sam shook her head. "Nothing..."

"What!?" Jack demanded.

Sam giggled. "After hearing some of your stories tonight I think you might be right."

"Hey!" Jack protested lobbing his napkin at her. "I pour out my soul to you and you mock me! Some friend you are Carter!"

That just made Sam giggle even more. "Sorry Jack...really..." She said as innocently as possible all the while struggling to keep a straight face.

"Yeah yeah," he grumbled. Then Sam tried on her best 'sad puppy' look. "Ah! And don't think I'll be falling for that either!" Then came a little pout and Jack shook his head. "Sorry...just not happening for ya Carter!"

Sam dropped the look and rolled her eyes. "You are officially unbreakable."

Jack smiled and stood from the table. "Come on," he said as he looked at his watch. "Let's get outta here. We're already gonna be in the crapper for you missing curfew."

Sam got up from the table and followed Jack out of the cafe. "You know," she said thoughtfully as she caught up with him at the bike. "Since you're Captain Unbreakable, maybe you should consider joining black ops."

Jack stopped with his helmet halfway to his head and stared at her, not for the first time wondering Who the hell is this kids father!?

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A/N

TBC in the next chapter.

hope you're enjoying it so far. Though maybe not as much as Sam is :)