Sam's return to Earth wasn't what she had expected at all. After a year on Atlantis, she was recalled to Earth by the I.O.A. for what she was told to be an extensive review. When she arrived at the gate room of SGC she was met by Richard Woolsey who abruptly informed her that she was being removed from command immediately and Atlantis would be led by someone with a different "skill set". Stunned she asked who that would be. With a smirk, he had said that in fact, it would be him. She just stood there looking at him, while a few paces behind, stood General Landry with the most uncomfortable expression in his face. In silence. Jack was nowhere to be seen.
After a brief exchange of words with Landry in his office, she was told that Jack had wanted to be there to tell her the news personally but a last minute call with the President had delayed his flight and Woolsey had beat him. He should be arriving at any time. She thanked Landry and asked to be excused. She would rather have her anger and destruction meltdown away from SGC. He told her to go home.
When Jack finally arrived to their Colorado Springs's house she had already broken every single plate and glass they had and was currently seating on the floor of their kitchen. Silently crying.
"Sam? Honey?", he asked carefully. Putting the keys at the entrance and slowly walking towards the kitchen where he could see the several broken pieces of their plates and glasses lying around the floor. The rest of the house seemed intact.
She tried to wipe the tears from her face and cleared her throat.
"I'm here", she said from behind the kitchen island.
Jack moved slowly and carefully through the hazard territory that was now their kitchen's floor. She was still in her Atlantis's uniform. Head between her arms, resting on her knees.
"Sam?", he asked again, starting to kneel next to her.
"What Jack?", she asked still looking at the floor in front of her.
He quickly cleared the floor with his feet and sat next to her, with his back also against the kitchen island.
"I'm sorry, honey. I wanted to be there when you arrived. I didn't want to you to find out by that asshole", he said picking her cold hand.
She didn't move a muscle.
"Well If you were so concerned with that, you could have told me before I left Atlantis…A little warning would have been nice", she said not bothering to avoid the acidity in her voice.
Jack sighed and squeezed her hand.
"You know I would have if I could. As Head of Homeworld Security I couldn't have done that, Sam. You know that. I really wanted to but I couldn't", he said with a pained voice.
"Yeah…duty above all", she said. Taking her hand from his and getting up.
"Come on, Sam…Don't do that. We already have to deal with everything involving our marriage and all the crap they keep throwing at us. I can't jeopardize your career by giving you privileged information. You know that, honey", he said also trying to get up. His knees cracked.
She furiously took the hair band and loosened the pony tail, laughing. It was a strangled laugh.
"My career?! After this we can safely assume my career has gone down the drain…", she said putting both hands in the sink and looking at the window in front of it. It was a sunny and beautiful day. It was a pity she didn't have the stomach to appreciate it.
Jack was finally up and behind her. Very gently he put his arms around her waist, hugging her.
"You're completely mistaken. You've done an excellent job in Atlantis, Sam. What happened was just politics. This was just the I.O.A. taking back command after all the hard work you've done. You pretty much wiped all the enemies out there. Now the I.O.A. can take the credits and safely assume command. It's just politics, honey", he said next to her ear.
She continued in the same position and Jack could feel the tension and stiffness all over her body.
"Right…", she merely said. Her eyes continued fixed in their fenced backyard.
"They never wanted it to be run by a military but at the time of your assignment they had no other option. You were the best. Still is", he said giving a small kiss in her neck.
"Yeah, I'm so damn good I've just been relieved of my command…", she said through her teeth.
Jack knew this wasn't going to be easy. Atlantis had been her first command post and being relieved from it just one year was going to mess with his wife's insecurities. Big time. Even after doing an excellent job. Everyone in the Pentagon knew and acknowledged her stellar work in Atlantis but Jack knew that Sam had a completely different view. For her she had been a failure in Atlantis. And that was going to be a major problem if he couldn't convince her otherwise.
"Do you want to break anything else in the house? To make you feel better?", he asked slowly. "Do you want to hit me?", he added putting his chin on her shoulder.
She closed her eyes.
"No. I don't want to hit you. I might have if you were at SGC when that stupid prick gave me the news but not anymore. So you're safe", she said taking a deep breath.
"Good to know", he said with a smile.
"I'm sorry about the kitchen…", she said putting her hands over his.
"I never liked those plates anyway", he said hugging her closer.
Sam laughed. "Liar".
"I love you", he said turning her around but still keeping her in his arms.
She had her beautiful blue eyes red from crying and Jack hated Woolsey even more than he already hate him before all this.
"I love you too, Jack", she said hiding her face in his neck. It was her safe place.
He held her as she started to cry again, not knowing how to take that pain away from her. So he just held her, comforting her with his presence. They stood in their messed up kitchen, hugging for quite a while until Sam was too exhausted to stand.
"I need to rest", she finally said.
He caressed her hair and cleaned her wet face.
"Come on, let's go to the bedroom", he said.
"How long can you stay?", she asked sniffling.
"As long as you need me", he said seriously.
Sam smiled without really wanting to smile. They both entered their bedroom.
"I'm serious, Jack. How long?", she asked going to the bathroom to clean her face.
Jack was already unbooting his jacket. He had taken his tie as soon as he had entered the house.
"I'm dead serious, Sam. The phone call I had with the President was to tell him that unless I had enough time with you, I would be resigning today and couldn't care less if they would court martial me", he said taking the jacket off.
Sam stopped cleaning her face and looked at him with a surprised face.
"You said what?!", she asked moving closer to him.
"I'm now on official leave. Only urgent matters. And those are to be done by phone. Otherwise I'm all yours", he said smiling while he unbuckled his belt.
Sam blushed.
"You're serious?", she asked caressing his hair.
"No one fucks with my wife's career and gets away with it", he said grabbing her waist and pulling her to him.
Sam hands rested on his chest, where his shirt was already unbuttoned. One of her hand place a delicate palm above his wildly beating heart.
"I love you more than anything in this world, Sam. You better get started use to it", he said kissing her deep in the mouth.
She kissed him back with passion as her other hand delve into his short hair, stroking his scalp with her fingers as her tongue dueled with his. Things were starting to get heated.
"Really?", she asked kissing his lips slowly.
He leaned away from her a little and gasped for air just saying, "Really". And then he was kissing her again.
Her arms were around his neck and he begun a line of open-mouthed kisses down her neck, jaw and collarbone. Stopping at her Atlantis uniform.
"This has to get off", he said putting a hand in the zipper and opening all the way.
"Fine, if yours also gets off", she said putting her hands under his undershirt, warm fingers trailing up his back and then around to his chest.
He backed away long enough to tear his shirt over his head, throwing it across the room before following suit with hers. Then her shoes and socks came off and so the pants. She was just with her underwear.
"Much better", he said. His fingers unfastening her bra quickly.
Then he placed both his hands on Sam's bottom, pulling her close as she wrapped her arms around his neck, as they kissed each other passionately. He took the few steps that separate them from their bed and laid her gently on it.
Sam sat up and pulled Jack's head down to hers.
"Planning to stay there?", she asked, biting his lower lip. She then grinned and rolled, throwing him onto the bed next to her. Rolling over, Sam began laying a line of kisses down Jack's neck, over his collarbone, and down to his chest's hair.
A wordless moan escaped Jack's lips as he grabbed her by the waist, holding her.
"I missed you", she said stopping abruptly the kisses and looking at him with both hands in his chest and breathing heavily.
"I missed you too. Terribly", he admitted.
"Make love to me, Jack", she asked lowering herself and giving him a feather light kiss on his lips.
Capturing her mouth with his own, Jack rolled quickly so that he was now on top. Breaking the kiss, Jack said, "Yes, my love". He kissed his way slowly down her jaw-line and down across her chest. His tongue flicked over her nipples, hardening them in its wake. Then he kissed his way down her stomach to her waist.
Sam moaned and grabbed his shoulders tight. He continued to move south as he traced his fingers around her belly button, briefly pushing a finger inside before he moved lower. He pushed a little deeper in and moved his finger around and Sam arched against him, throwing her head back and moaning.
"Oh God…", she moaned as he started to finger fucking her leaving her body taut with need when he stopped altogether.
She looked at him surprised. "What…?", she breathlessly asked.
He was staring at her with dark eyes full of raw emotion. He readjusted his position so that he was lying fully on top of her, his erection poised at her entrance. Slowly he began penetrating her, lowering his head to whisper in her ear. "Do you have any idea how much I love you?"
With a small but forceful thrust of his hips he was buried within her depths and she gasped loudly at the sensation. Arching her back, they started thrusting against each other slowly. He started to increase the rhythm, thrusting into her faster and harder. It had been too long since the last time they had been together.
"Jack…," she panted, as the hot coil low in her stomach grew tighter with every thrust of his body into hers. She finally exploded into a loud cry against his shoulder.
She was still in the midst of her orgasm when Jack let out a hoarse shout and she felt him convulse against her as he reached his own climax.
"Oh God!", he groaned, collapsing on top of her.
She held him tight, despite his weight. They're both breathing fast and sweating. Jack finally withdrew from her body, turned and gathered her into his arms. They shifted until they found a comfortable position, lying on their sides with her back pressed firmly against his chest. His arm was wrapped securely around her waist and Sam could feel his breath, hot on the back of her neck. She was warm and content, floating in the semi-conscious world between waking and sleep.
"I don't want to stay in the Springs, Jack. Let's go to the cabin for a few days. Just the two of us", she said caressing the hand that occasionally moved against her bare stomach.
"OK", he said as his breath started to even.
Sam turned, nestling her head beneath his chin. She pressed one kiss to her husband's chest before joining him in sleep.