Sam arrived at the Pentagon fifteen minutes earlier than the scheduled hour. She dutifully expected her superior officers at the designated room. At exactly 0800, the three of them entered the briefing room and took their seats at the large table. Sam sat opposite the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs, General Albert Reynolds and the Chief of the Air Force, General Andrew Windsor.
General Reynolds opened the folder he had with him and looked at Sam.
"Colonel Carter, thank you for joining us today. We understand that your last assignment wasn't particularly well handled so we are here to try to rectify that. We believe that your experience and expertise make you the best candidate to lead the team responsible for improving the designs of the F-302s at the Pentagon", he said.
Carter felt a mix of surprise and excitement. She had always been close to the development of the F-302s.
"Thank you, Sir", she said, "I'm honored".
General Windsor nodded in approval. He had always been a fan of her work and had been one of the voices against her removal from command of Atlantis. In the end, he had been defeated by the higher number of votes that I.O.A. had gathered.
"The F-302s have been working and operating in several places but we believe there are still plenty of room for improvement. Your improvements. Make them better. Use your expertise, Colonel", he said with a hint of a smile.
General Reynolds tapped once on the table.
"Yes, we have every confidence in you, Colonel. The F-302 is a critical piece of technology for our military and we need the best people on the job to ensure that it's indeed effective and efficient as possible".
"I understand, Sir", said Sam. "I'll make sure the team assembled works tirelessly to improve the design and functionalities of the F-302s. Beyond their current capabilities".
Both men smiled.
"Excellent", said General Reynolds. "We'll be counting on you to keep us updated on your progress".
"I'll be sure to do so, Sir", said Sam.
With that the meeting was over and Sam left the room. She took a couple of breaths and head to Jack's office. His secretary was taking a call and she patiently waited. She didn't know about their married status. When she hung up she looked at Sam.
"May I help you Colonel?", she asked with a polite smile.
"Hi, is the General free?", Sam asked as casually as she managed.
Hilda looked at the closed door of General O'Neill and then at his agenda. Then she looked at the tall, blonde Colonel standing in front of her.
"Do you have an appointment, Colonel…?", she asked as her finger passed through all Jack's appointments of the day.
"Carter", Sam said calmly. "No, I don't".
"I'm afraid the General is quite busy today", Hilda said closing his agenda. "Do you want to schedule another day perhaps?", she asked with the same smile.
"Do you mind just telling him that Colonel Carter is here?", Sam asked.
"Like I said, the General is quite busy. Perhaps we can schedule another day?", Hilda said again in the same tone.
Sam stood her ground and in her best Colonel mode looked at Jack's secretary.
"Please inform the General that Colonel Carter is here and would like to see him", she said firmly.
Hilda looked at the stubborn Colonel for some seconds and slowly picked her phone dialing the General's extension number. After the familiar "What?", Hilda told him that she had a Colonel Carter in the office to see him. He hung up the phone and Hilda raised an eyebrow. Next thing Hilda saw was her boss opening his own door and looking around until he saw Colonel Carter.
"Carter?", he asked surprised.
"General", Sam said in her most military voice.
"Come in, please", he said opening the door and letting her in.
Before closing the door, he looked at a surprised Hilda and just said "Colonel Carter doesn't need an appointment, Hilda. Just tell me immediately if she's here, OK?". Then he closed and locked the door. Hilda continued to look at the closed door for a couple of minutes before she got out of her trance when the office's phone rang and she had to take the call.
Inside Jack's office, Sam was sitting in one of his guest's chairs. He sat on the other looking at her with concern.
"What happened? Are you alright?", he asked, grabbing her hand.
"I'm fine. Just finished the meeting with General Reynolds and General Windsor. So I'm working in the Pentagon…", she said looking at him.
He didn't deflect the look.
"Yes, you are", he confirmed. "Not very far from here, actually", he said with a smile.
"Oh…I wasn't told the specifics. Are you sure you can tell me?", she asked crossing her leg.
Jack cleared his throat. She could be very clever and evil when she wanted.
"Well, Colonel, that depends on your clearance", he said caressing her hand.
Sam smiled widened.
"Oh General, my clearance is very high. I can assure you", she said taking her shoes off.
Jack swallowed hard and tried to remember if he had indeed locked his door. He really hoped he had because he knew very well what that smile meant.
"You know that I'll have to verify that myself. As Head of Homeworld Security and such…", he said pulling her to him.
She got up and stood barefoot in his carpet, in front of him. Biting her lower lip and looking at him with her amazing blue eyes. He almost came just by looking at her in her dress blues in his office.
Slowly she put one hand in his head and moved some of his hair to the back. It just returned to the same position and she repeated the gesture. His pants were starting to feel very uncomfortable by now.
"We never crossed this line, Jack", she said with her hand still in his hair.
They never had sex in any official building. Never at SGC, never in Area 51, never at Atlantis, except in her room and definitely never in the Pentagon. Well apparently they were starting a new chapter in their marriage.
His hands moved to her waist.
"Some lines are meant to be crossed", he said pulling her more to him.
"Very bold, General O'Neill", she said slowly lifting her skirt and sitting in his lap.
He took a deep breath and she put her arms around his neck.
"Well, you know me and danger. Very close friends", he said with a wicked smile.
She smiled even more. "Oh I know. I really know", she said slowly adjusting her ass and making things even more uncomfortable for him.
He groaned and gave her a warning look.
"What?", she asked with the most fake innocent blue eyes Jack had ever seen.
"I don't have a spare uniform with me, Sam", he said holding her back.
She looked quite disappointed actually.
"OK, so apparently we aren't crossing any lines today", she said rolling her eyes.
"Oh yes we are", Jack said with determination in his voice. He just need to rearrange some things first. Starting with her position.
Surprised with his statement, Sam found herself suddenly standing again as well as Jack. He was taking his jacket off and unbuckling his pants very fast.
"So... New plan?", she asked curious.
"Yes, take your clothes off", he said already unbooting his shirt and taking the shoes.
She smiled and did what he told her. "You can be so romantic, Jack", she said blowing him a kiss.
"I'll show you how romantic I can be in a couple of seconds", he said with just his undershirt, his boxers and his sockets.
Sam was a little behind in the process of taking her clothes off so he decided to help. Very quickly she had only her underwear and he had her in his arms. Jack kissed her slowly, making love with her tongue. She moaned deeply. Still holding her, he moved them next to his desk. He pushed the computer aside, and sat her on the desk, starting to take her panties and her bra. She was now completely naked.
"Jack ... Are you sure you locked the door?"
"Pretty sure!" he said kissing her again.
He opened her legs while she put her hand on his ass, pulling him towards her. Her hand slide down to where his very hard on was, separate only by his boxers. She groped him several times and he gasped in her shoulder.
"Fuck, Sam!", he let out putting both hands on the desk.
"Take them off", she said kissing him.
He quickly pulled the boxers down to his knees, and without wasting more time entered her. She gasped and wrapped her legs around him as she felt his hardness being driven into her.
"God ... Jack!" She said as he broke the kiss, and captured her breast. She gasped with pleasure.
"You have no idea the times I imagine this" he said thrusting harder.
"Oh…I can take a wild guesss!" she said, beginning to orgasm.
He could feel the contraction of her body around him. It was always one of the most pleasurable thing when they had sex. She was somewhat calming down. So Jack started to thrust into her faster and harder until he felt his own pressure build up and he came, groaning her name in her shoulder. They were both panting harder, holding each other.
"Uau", she said regaining her sense of time and space. She was naked in his office desk.
"Yeah, definitely uau", he said kissing her quickly.
She kissed him, getting back on her feet. "I need to clean up", she said moving to his private bathroom.
"Yeah me too", he said looking to the boxers still in his ankles. He took them off and went to a drawer where he took a new clean pair. Sam was already leaving the bathroom and putting her underwear. Jack took his turn there to clean and pee. When he returned she was almost dressed. He quickly started the same process. They were both presentable again as Lieutenant General Jack O'Neill and Colonel Samantha Carter.
"Good?", he asked.
"Yes", she said smiling.
He unlocked the door and went back to his desk, starting to put things back in place.
"So any plans for today?", he asked casually sitting back at his chair.
She passed a hand through her somewhat still presentable braid.
"I'm only expected to report to duty next week", she said. "As you probably already know", adding the last part with a smirk.
"Yes, I was informed", he confirmed.
"I'll need a couple of things from Nevada but I'll think about it later", she said. "Are you staying late?", she asked suddenly very interested in the arm of the chair.
"I still don't know. Why?", he asked looking at her.
She continued to look at the chair. "Nothing, just asking", she said.
"Sam…", Jack said in his warning tone.
She finally looked at him.
"I thought we might have dinner together. You know because of today but it's fine. It's no big deal", she said quickly.
Jack felt like a total asshole. She had been given an official assignment and wanted to celebrate with him after the Atlantis fiasco and he hadn't even remembered to invite her to dinner!
"I'm sorry, honey. Your husband is a total prick", he said picking his phone.
She blushed. "It's OK, Jack", she said again. Wishing she hadn't said anything.
He pretended he didn't hear her.
"Hilda, can you came here, please and bring my agenda", he asked.
"Jack…really. It's OK", she said softly trying again.
He ignored her again and as his secretary entered. He looked at her in full General mode.
"So what do I have for today?", he asked.
"Well, General you have a meeting with Senator Rogers at 1430, another with the British Ambassador at 1600 and then the regular briefing with the staff at 1800", she said.
Jack looked at his watch. It was already 1300.
"OK, so rescheduled Rogers for tomorrow, I'll call the British Ambassador myself and tell the staff that today there'll be no meeting. Thanks Hilda", he said picking the phone and looking for the number of the Ambassador.
Hilda still was looking at him. Jack noticed that his secretary hadn't moved and looked at her.
"Anything else, Hilda?", he asked.
"No, Sir. I mean. Are you sure? You never rescheduled anything before…", she said a little confused.
"There's always a first time. Just ask Colonel Carter and the time she blew up…" Jack stopped talking remembering in time that Hilda didn't know about the Stargate Program and what he and Sam did in SG-1. "Never mind, Hilda. That's all", he said with a smile.
Hilda looked at the mysterious Colonel Carter calmly seated in one of the guest chairs and nodding, left the office, closing the door.
"Jesus, Jack", Sam said closing her eyes.
"Sorry", he said looking at his phone book again. "Just let me make this quick phone call to the British Ambassador and then we can leave", he said winking at her.
She sighed and got up moving to the window while he spoke with the Ambassador. She was still replaying the conversation she had this morning with her superiors and her new assignment. It was going to be a full science and research assignment. Completely different from Atlantis.
"I'm ready", he said placing a hand in her waist.
She almost jumped, so deep she was in her thinking.
"Oh OK", she said.
He opened the door and let her pass. He informed Hilda he wasn't returning until tomorrow morning and without much delay they walked through the Pentagon corridors until they were outside. Jack had his car waiting outside and after brief instructions they were driven to their townhouse.
In the backseat, Sam grabbed his hand and interlinked their fingers.
"Thank you, Jack", she said putting her head in his shoulder.
"I should have thought of it myself, Sam. I'm really sorry. You've a very unromantic husband", he said kissing the top of her head.
She squeezed his hand harder.
"Oh I wouldn't say that. What you did to me in your office was quite romantic", she said smiling.
He closed his eyes and laughed.
"Jesus, Sam. That was everything except romantic", he said.
"Well, it was romantic to me", she said softly and suddenly he realized she was speaking the truth.
"Then, I'm glad you liked. I'll try to keep up the rest of the night", he said with a sudden lump in his throat. God he didn't want to disappoint her.
Suddenly the car stopped in front of their townhouse and they both left. Jack opened the front door and grabbed her hand, looking at her surprised expression.
"I love you", he said kissing her hard against the foyer's wall. It was a passionate, meaningful, hell of a kiss.
"I love you too, Jack", she said when he broke from her.
"Good, so I'll make the reservations and we can shower and change. Good plan?", he asked a little out of breath.
"Good plan", she confirmed smiling and moving to the kitchen.
He let out a deep breath and tried to get himself back together. He picked his cell and called Del Frisco's Double Eagle Steakhouse. He knew it was one of her favorite steakhouses in town and booked a table for two.
"OK, so we've got a table for 1900", he said finding her in the kitchen eating ice cream.
"Really? Where are we going?", she asked curious.
"That will be a surprise by your stupid inconsiderate husband", Jack said with a smile.
Sam put her spoon down.
"Stop that Jack. You cancelled all your appointments for today because of me. You're not stupid nor inconsiderate. You're wonderful", she said blushing.
Jack was a little taken aback by her statement. He was used to depreciated himself sometimes as a joke to make her laugh but she wasn't laughing this time. She was taking this serious. So maybe he should too.
"Well, thank you, honey. I believe you never used the word 'wonderful' and my name in the same sentence before", he said smiling and hugging her.
She was still holding her spoon.
"You know I'm very bad at this things Jack, but I do try to tell you how you make me feel. And how I feel about you. Maybe not always in the best ways, but I try", she said with a trembling voice.
Now Jack was starting to freak out. They were starting to talk about feelings.
"I know, honey. We're both very bad at those but I know that you try and I'm also trying. Sometimes in the stupidest ways but I also try, Sam. We'll get better at that. Eventually. And I do love you. That never changes, OK?", he said kissing her neck.
"God, Jack, I really hope we get better at these because sometimes it gets pretty awkward", she said with a little laugh.
He smiled in her neck.
"Awkward is our trademark, honey", he said.
"I rest my case", she said putting one hand on his hair.
"We need to shower and change or we won't leave the house. Your choice. I'm fine with either option", he said still with his head in her neck.
"OK, let's shower", she said patting his head and getting up.