Chapter 20

Sam POV

When I woke up my body tingled and almost burned. Jonas never was a gentle lover and I think this best illustrated it. I had rolled over sometime during the night, but it was just my luck that Jonas followed suit and was now holding me close to him. Trying to put get back to the 'game' I tried to convince myself that last night wasn't a total nightmare. Wasn't working.

I could feel Jonas' chest start to heave and his breath on my neck. Smiling I prepare myself to give what would surely be an Oscar worthy performance.

"Mmm..Hello beautiful. How did you sleep?" Jonas asked. He ran his fingers through my shoulder length hair. I wanted to cut it, but Jonas seemed particularly fond with it.

"Like a rock, and you?" As if I cared.

"Better with you in my arms love. Now, we should get up, today is a busy day for you." Releasing me out of his hold, Jonas stands letting the blankets reveal his naked form. He's got the body of a god, I'll give him that much. He was still talking of my retirement, that wasn't apart of Jack and I's plan. But we would just have to go along with it.

Standing hesitantly on my weak legs, I'm not so modest as Jonas and grab my robe. Almost waddling to the bathroom from pain, Jonas looks at me confused.

"Go make some coffee, I'll be out of the shower soon and we'll go to work then." Jonas ordered. It was hard to not say anything against him, but I knew I must not if I am to see my daughter again.

"Alright." I turn to leave but he calls after me once more.

"Oh and Sammie, last night was incredible." He smiled arrogantly. I smile and nod, I can't bring myself to verbally agree.

While downstairs I can't help but think that making coffee will be the only private time that Jonas grants me. Sighing I finish and turn the machine on. I can't even remember the last time I used the coffee maker. It's so much easier to just grab coffee off of Daniel. Nicer too. I would definitely miss our talks while I 'retired'. Hopefully I would be reinstated after everything was explained, or at least brought back as a civilian contractor.

Jonas came stomping down the stairs effectively breaking me out of my peace of mind. Without further hesitation I hand him his cup of coffee. His face scrunches up in disgust.

"What the hell is this? I know it's not coffee! Damn Sammie, you really can't do anything."

"Sorry, I'll try better next time."

"Whatever, let's go." Jonas threw the mug in the sink. Grabbing my things, I quickly follow. In the car we go over exactly what I'm supposed to be doing at work today. I was surprised that Jonas was reasonable enough to realize that they wouldn't let me leave immediately. It would be at least two weeks if not a month for the paper work to be finalized.

Flashing our IDs to the guards, Jonas is following me like my own personal stalker making sure I don't do anything 'inappropriate'. What he considered appropriate or not wasn't clearly defined so I could practically feel the punishment that I would be forced to endure tonight. Daniel passed by with confusion filling his facial expression. In my mind I was almost willing him to not ask anything.

"Oh hey Sam, Jonas. I didn't think you were coming in today." Daniel smiled. I guess I don't have the power of mind willing, damn.

"What's it to you Jackson?" Hanson questioned taking a step in front of me. Rolling my eyes, I slightly shrug at Daniel when I'm sure only he can see.

"Just wondering. She is my teammate after all. But hey, I can see you guys are…busy, I'll see you around Sam." And with that, he left. Hopefully he left early enough.

"Besides team related things, I don't want you hanging around him. Or O'Neill, understand?" Jonas had turned me so my back was against the wall and he was gripping my arms.

"But Hanson, these people have been my friends since.."

Interrupting me, Jonas smacks me against the wall just hard enough for me to remember. "I'm your only friend now Sammie."

His dark eyes bored into mine sending chills down my spine. The area of the base we were currently in didn't have any cameras that could see us. Stupid not to have cameras everywhere on a high security military base but I had bigger things to worry about.

"You're right. I'm sorry, it won't happen again." He still had a death grip on my arms. My words seemed to do little to pacify Hanson's raging temper. Just as he's about to make another move with his fist raising slightly, I see Jack turning the corner. Letting out a sigh of relief I quickly become confused as Jonas pulls me to him in a hug.

"Is there something wrong here folks?"

"No Sir. Sorry, I know there's no PDA but I just can't keep myself off of this amazing lady." Jonas smiled. Looking at Jack I can see that he doesn't buy this little act.

"Well, this is work. By the way Carter, Hammond is waiting on that report still. He said he wants it back by the end of this afternoon."

"Yes Sir. I had to um, turn something else in to him anyways." Smiling at both men, I walk past Jonas for my office.

Locking myself in my office, I get started on my resignation letter. Twenty minutes must have passed and the only thing I had typed was the subject line. I had to make this believable. Somehow I managed to finish it in only an hour and dragged myself to my feet. Walking to Hammond's office feels like I'm signing my death warrant. I actually had to remind myself to put one foot in front of the other. Like clockwork, Jonas passed by winking at me and smiling incredibly smug. When this is over I swear I'm personally going to put an end to him.

Slowly drawing my fist up to knock on Hammond's door, I almost instantly hear his order to come in. Looking up at me I guess he knows something is up. Taking another step in, I notice Jack is there as well.

"Sorry Sirs, I'll just uh, come back later." I was ready to backtrack before Hammond called me to stay.

"That's alright, O'Neill and I weren't discussing anything really." Hammond had this odd expression on his face. O'Neill did too for that matter.

"Well, I wasn't planning for Colonel O'Neill to find out about this, this way at least, but whatever. Sir, here is my letter of resignation." I handed the paper over swallowing a lump that formed in my throat.

"What? Carter, you're not retiring." Jack bellowed. I couldn't really explain everything, and this definitely wasn't a part of our plan. But he couldn't think anything strange was going on, he had to believe me for this to work. Everyone had to believe me.

"With all due respect Colonel, it's not your decision. And General Hammond, I know that this may not be able to take place immediately but anything you can do to further it along will be much appreciated. I just want to start my family with Hanson in the proper manner."

Hammond and Jack exchanged a silent conversation before someone broke the silence.

"We know Sam." Hammond confirmed.

((AN: I really didn't mean for this chapter to be 1.2k words. I had a lot of superfluous detail in the middle so that's why. But I'm too lazy to change it so you know what? Get over it mmkay? LOL

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