"You wanna go for ice cream or something?"
Sam chuckled half-heartedly. "Will it help?"
"Probably not," Jack admitted, "but it won't hurt."
Sam sighed. "As long as it's off-base."
Jack nodded. "General Hammond gave SG-1 the rest of the day off."
"Great," she replied without enthusiasm. Lightening up the tiniest bit, she asked, "Coldstone?"
"You betcha." Jack hesitated. "You want me to invite the others?"
Sam shook her head. "Not this time...Jack," she added, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Ok." Jack's gaze held all the warmth and understanding that his words and limbs couldn't express—not at the moment, anyway.
Sam smiled faintly. She couldn't wait to finish their ice cream and head home, either to Jack's place or hers, where she would finally be able to curl up in his arms and just let go.
A/N: Adding a teeny tiny bit to the end of the season five episode Between Two Fires, where the Goa'uld attack Tollana and Narim's ultimate fate is left a mystery. What is it with Sam being the object of desire for all the alien men, anyway? Maybe they should have a few more female personnel...Anyway, this continues in my SG universe where Sam and Jack are an item despite regulations.