A.N. Here's the next chapter. Thanks for all the reviews, they really made me smile! I've been ill, so I haven't had much time to write, so I'm sorry this is taking so long! I'll try to get something up every month, if not sooner. There shouldn't be much more left of this, but I am considering a sequel - when I get to the end I'll ask you guys if you want one. Anyway, please read and review!

Chapter 8

Sam couldn't believe what she was remembering.

She and Jack had slept together!

Not only that, but they hadn't used a condom, and she was sure that she wasn't on birth control. Could she be pregnant?

Almost as soon as she thought it, she remembered confiding all in Janet the next day, neither her nor Jack knowing what had happened, and she had done a pregnancy test, and…

…it had been positive.

She glanced over at Jack, who was laughing at a joke Daniel had just told, and saw that he didn't appear to be having the same memory flashbacks and recollections she was having. Was it possible he still didn't remember?

Lost in her own thoughts, she didn't notice what was going on until Jack spoke to her.

"Carter? You alright?"

Jack looked at his second in command with concern; she had a really strange look on her face, and seemed to be miles away.

"Y-yes Sir, I'm fine," she answered, "just lost in a few recollected memories of that night! How long ago was it?"

"It was 1 month and 23 days ago, Major Carter," Teal'c replied.

"Right, yeah, that's right," she replied and pasted on a smile, but inside she was in turmoil. She had been pregnant for over a month! How was this possible? Had she told Jack and neither of them remembered?

It was too hard, she pushed it to the back of her mind and decided she would just ride out the evening, and think about it later.

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Jack ordered the bill whilst the rest of the team decided whether to go home now, or to stay and play a few games of pool.

"I think we should play!" said Daniel with great enthusiasm, looked at Sam pleadingly. "Please, Sam, I really think we should!"

Sam sighed. There was no way she was going to be able to stop Daniel, now he was in one of his excited moods, she was going to have to agree. She was reluctant, because what she really wanted to do was go home so she could think about the implications of what she remembered, but she knew that she didn't really want to think about them, and so allowed herself to get caught up in Daniel's good mood.

"Ok, Daniel, I'll play. Sir, you in?" she asked, determinatedly not looking at him.

"Sure, I'll play someone in a second game," he replied, " but I think I'll just watch the first."

As Sam and Daniel got up to play, and Teal'c got up to watch, Jack sat a moment longer, wondering why Sam wouldn't look at him.

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Sam was starting to enjoy this evening more and more. She had resolutely not thought about her pregnancy, Jack, anything at all apart from her game with Daniel. She was winning, but he was catching up. Laughing and joking with him she took another shot, and moaned in exasperation when she missed by a centimetre. She mock pouted as she handed the cue over to Daniel.

Jack sat to the side of the table, with yet another beer, trying to look like he was watching the game, but really lost in thought. He heard Sam moan, and felt something nag at his memory. He closed his eyes trying to concentrate. What did it remind him of?

Her giggle drew his attention back to the table. Daniel had just potted the white, and so Sam had two shots. Placing the ball down where she wanted it she leant over it to make her shot, and Jack caught a tantalising climse of her cleavage.

Something else started nagging at his memory. Something important.

As she laughed in glee again Jack suddenly found himself mesmerised by Sam. He was sure that she had something to do with his missing memories, and so watched her as she took her next shot, ran a hand through her hair, took another swig of beer from her bottle.

His hands were tingling, his heart was beating a mile a minute, she was bewitching him, he was sure of it. He wanted to look away, but couldn't. She seemed to hold some sort of power over him, he couldn't help but notice her form fitting clothes, the way her waist curved into her hips, the way she stood, one hand on her cue, the other running through her hair again. He couldn't help but stare at the way her hair flopped into her eyes, or the way they shone blue as the sea, even with sparkles as though sunlight was dancing on wave crests. The way her mouth couldn't help grinning with laughter.

And as she moved to take her next shot, her eyes connected with his.

And in that moment it hit him.

The way her eyes had gazed into his that night he was dancing with her at General Hammond's party. The way he had wanted to kiss her, and intoxicated by her smile and a great deal of beer he had given in slightly to this impulse, and placed a tiny kiss on her neck.

The way she had shivered when he had done this, and caused a huge jolt of arousal to go through him. The way he had then realised there was really only one way this could be headed, and the way he had felt when she had looked up at him again and he could see she had come to the same conclusion by the look in her eyes.

The way they smiled at each other on the way home, and the moan she had given as he attacked her neck with his lips. Her wonderful curves that had been revealed as they continued on what Jack was remembering to be the best night of his life.

The night when they had finally given themselves to each other.

All of this information flashed through Jack's mind in an instant, and the fact that he had remembered all of these events must have shown on his face. For Sam could see from the way he was looking at her now, that he had remembered that night.

And she had no idea what to do.