Jack was pacing in the living room with his cell phone in the hand. She had forbidden him to go to the Mountain. So instead he was at home waiting to hear news of her return from the off-world mission that would be testing the new gun she had invented. After too very painful and stressful four months. Grace was now seven months and to Sam great frustration she hadn't been there when she started crawling. She now also sat in a high chair in the kitchen making things much more easy and fun.

Grace had also discovered Jake and she found that her big brother was endlessly fascinating and hilarious. She liked to follow him around crawling and he liked to hide from her, knowing full well that there were places that she couldn't yet go.

And she was surely making progress with her babbling so Jack continued to have very 'deep' talks with his daughter who just smiled at him and babbled away.

Right now she was tummy down, surrounded by her favorite toys on the floor in a large circle. She was happily moving around and grabbing them. Jake was watching cartoons and oblivious to the rest of the world.

Jack's cell rang and he immediately answered.

"General O'Neill", he said.

"Colonel Harriman, Sir".

"Hi, Colonel. How're things there?", he asked.

"Just to let you know that General Carter and SG-16 just arrived through the gate. They're all well. She asked me to call you as soon as she arrived Earth", he said.

Jack sat on the couch, breathing fast.

"Thank you", Jack managed to answer.

"You are welcome, General".

They both hung up.

"Mommy is safe", he said out loud. He felt his eyes starting to get wet and this time Jack actually let them fell. She was okay and that was all that mattered to him.

Two hours later, Jack heard the Escalade entering in the garage. He gently put Grace in the baby jumper and got to the connection door. His wife was already leaving the car. She wasn't wearing her dress blues but black BDUs and boots.

"Welcome back", he said locking his eyes on hers.

She stopped inches away from him. Then she grabbed his shirt and her lips covered his mouth. Her teeth finding his lip, biting hard enough to draw blood. Jack kissed her as hard, putting both hands in her ass, pulling her to him.

Her mouth found his jaw. She nibbled, then bit the soft skin there, sending fire from his throat to his groin.

"I need you", she finally said in his ear.

Jack silenced her with a slowly deepening kiss. "Okay, I just have to put the kids to bed", he managed still holding her.

"Okay, I'll help you". She was breathing fast, her skin flushed.

They went to the living room and Sam immediately picked Grace who was happily bouncing her feet on the floor.

"Hi, my love", she said, kissing her all over.

Graces started to smile and grabbed Sam's hair. Jake also seeing his mother got off the couch and run to her legs, grabbing one.

"Mommy", he yelled in delight.

"Hi buddy", she said stroking his head and kneeling. Trying not to lose balance with Grace in her arms.

"Okay, mommy is tired. She worked a lot today. So you already had your bath, it's time for bed", Jack said.

"Read a story, mom", Jake asked.

"Sure Jake", she said, still holding Grace.

Jack grabbed him and making him fly like an airplane took him to his room. Sam followed them with Grace. Already in his bed, Jake had the book ready in his hand. Sam sat on his bed and holding a now sleepy Grace started to read to her firstborn. Who despite the excitement was soon with his eyes almost closed. Sam put the book in his nightstand, gave him a kiss and left the room.

Jack was outside waiting for them.

"Do you want to put her to sleep also?", he asked already knowing the answer.

"Yeah…", she said caressing her daughter's back.

"Okay, I'll be in our bedroom. Waiting for you", he said. Kissing her forehead.

Sam put Grace in her crib, silently watching as sleep claimed her. She was now stomach sleeping. Sam gave her a gentle kiss and left the room.

When she entered their bedroom, Jack was seated in the chair, both hands on his knees.

"So everyone asleep?", he asked.

"Yes", she said, closing the door.

He was looking at her, his eyes dark but he wasn't moving.

"What do you need, Sam?", he asked.

"I need you inside me, Jack", she answered moving towards the bed.

Jack slowly got up. Then his hands were suddenly on her body, taking her jacket and pushing her shirt up over her head. Sam just let it fall to the floor. He knelt between her thighs, down on the floor undoing her boots by touch. Her hands on his hair, holding it.

Getting up, he reached behind her and unsnapped her black bra. She was panting against his neck. He undid the clasp and then run his fingers down her spine to the waistband of her black pants. Sliding them inside, pressing into the flesh of her ass as far as he could, inside the BDUs.

Sam pulled back, her bra slipping down and Jack swallowed hard. Her breasts were still big from the breastfeeding and the pumping. He leaned down, pressing her down to lie on the mattress. Although he wanted to, they avoid playing with her breasts while she was breastfeeding.

He gently touched Sam's breasts, just licking them. Her breathing caught, gaining speed and intensity. Jack knew the signs. She was about to orgasm. Jack released her breasts. He traced his fingers down her belly to zipper her pants. Slipping his fingers inside, tracing his nails along her flesh just above her mound. Sam moaned deep and throaty, driving all remaining blood into Jack's cock. He couldn't think, except to think how he would bury himself in her sweet flesh. He turned his hand and the snap opened. He moved just right and the zipper spread. Sam's hips lifted against his hand. Her knees opened. He felt the tension of the pants against his wrist give way as he pressed his fingers down, sliding them deep inside her panties.

Sam lifted eagerly. The pants shifted and slide down. Her belly, legs and ass were bare now. Her pants were gathered around her ankles. Her bra fallen to the floor beside her shirt. He quickly took his clothes and they were both naked in bed.

Jack crushed her lips and body to his moaning. Her hand grabbed his hard cock, guiding him in. They both gasped when without more foreplay he thrusted as hard as he could inside her.

"Oh fuck…", Sam moaned. "That's it Jack. Fuck me!", she begged. Crushing her lips to his and wrapping her arms around his neck.

He thrusted again, her hips moving over his. A frantic pace setting in as the urgency grew. He felt and heard her gasp and her body clenched around him as she cried his name and flung her head back, her eyes closed.

Jack suddenly grabbed a fistful of her sweat-damp hair in his right hand and gripped her jaw in his left, kissing Sam's swollen lips hard, thrusting his tongue between her teeth. He was rewarded with a mind-blowing response, her mouth demanding more. Jack devoured her. Then a sharp bite broke the skin of his lower lip. Again.

Stirred by this rough side of his wife, Jack pulled her head back, baring her neck. He bit her hard just under her ear. Her body stiffened, but she liked it, Jack knew.

"Want more?", he asked, thrusting harder.

"Yes", Sam answered digging her fingernails hard on his back.

He thrusted harder and faster, knowing he was moments away from his own release.

"Come for me, honey," he rasped.

"Jack..." she cried out in gratification as her hips continued to buck against him. "Jack!"

"Oh sweet Jesus...", Jack moaned as his own body orgasmed. He growled her name as he pumped himself into her, his hands clenching on her thighs - she'd have little bruises on the soft flesh tomorrow - wildly spending himself inside her.

Their movements stilled...slowed...stopped. His mouth sought hers in a gentle, open kiss.

"Good?", he asked against her lips.

"Mmm...", she was feeling completely spent. "Very."

"Are you alright, Sam?", he asked looking now at her naked body. Looking for any injury.

"Yep. No injuries", she mumbled, shutting her eyes.

Jack kissed her, softly and sweetly and her mouth curved in a smile. He liked to watch her sleep. He could do it for hours on end. The sex was good, very good but Jack could and had survived without it. He needed her. She snuggled into him, adjusting the way she was lying and Jack slid an arm around her waist and smiled into her hair.

Next morning when Sam woke up, all her body felt sore. It had been a while since they had rough sex. Really rough sex. Last night they had topped the scale. But she needed it. She needed Jack. Her legs were still tangled with his, her hand in his chest. He was still asleep. Her hands started to play with his hair, very gently.

He stirred. "You're awake?", he asked rubbing one eye.

"Yes", she said still playing with his hair. Her eyes watching him closely.

Jack touched his bruised lip. "Ouch", he moaned.

Sam smiled.

"Too rough, General?", she asked.

"No, just different", he said turning towards her. "I liked it", he said smiling.

"Really? Maybe next time, I'll tie you to the bed", Sam said grabbing his hair harder.

Jack swallowed.

"Seriously?", he asked felling the blood going all to his cock.

Sam merely raised her eyebrows. Jack swallowed again.

"I need to see Grace", she said kissing him quickly.

"Are you…are you serious about the tying thing?", Jack asked lifting his head as she left the room.

Sam just laughed and went to her daughter nursery.