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"Oh, I'm sure he will let you have time off but I have the feeling he will want something in return."
"Really; like what?"
"Oh I don't know; I'm sure he will think of something."
"I'm sure he will" they kissed before falling asleep.
A few hours later, when they both woke up, they were smiling and Jack was spooned up against Sam with her hand under his tee shirt and his hand was between her legs and his hard length was pressing against her back side. Jack could hear her moaning and all he could do was smile.
"Morning" he whispered into her ear. Sam rolled over and looked at him.
"Morning" and he bent over and gave her a kiss while his hand was still between her legs.
"Jack"
"Yes Sam"
"Make love to me" Jack's smile got even bigger.
"Your wish is my command."
They kissed and removed one another's clothing and then they made passionate love, calling out one another's names. Afterwards, Sam snuggled up to his side.
"When do you have to go?"
"Soon, I'm afraid Jack."
"I wish you didn't have to go."
"I know but soon we will be together."
"I know" they kissed and lay there for a few more minutes before Sam moved to get up.
"I had better go," she said, with a sad look on her face.
"I know; as you said, soon we will be together".
Sam got dressed and went and sat on the edge of the bed on Jack's side. They hugged and kissed before Sam left.
"Sam" she stopped at the door and turned to him.
"Pack few things; tomorrow we are going to stay on the base until Friday.You are staying at Cassie's on Friday night and, always remember that I love you."
"Thanks and I love you too Jack. See you in the morning at the base at 0600" she said smiling
"But I don't start work till 0800" Sam smiled at him and then left. Jack then clicked on to what she was up to and smiled. He heard the door close.
Sam called a taxi and headed back to her house, stopping a street away before walking back to her place. When she walked inside, she went straight to her bedroom and went to have a shower. After her shower and she had gotten dress she headed into the kitchen, where Pete was waiting for her. She had gotten herself a cup of coffee, when he spoke up,
"Where were you?"
"I went for a walk"
"I want to talk to you about last night."
"What about last night? You cancelled my wedding dress, which I had spent a lot of money for. You cancelled my order when I only had one payment left on it and a final fitting on Wednesday. I'm just hoping that General O'Neill will be able to give me some time off so I cam buy something before Saturday." She was yelling by that time.
"Well, I hope he doesn't give you the time off; that way you will have to wear Mom's dress."
"Get out! I don't want to see you ever again and the wedding is off."
Sam put her coffee mug down and pulled the ring off and threw it at him. It bounced off him and landed on the breakfast bar.
"No, the wedding is going ahead Sam as planned, whether you like it or not. We are going to get married this Saturday."
"Get out now" Pete picked up his jacket and walked to the door.
"I will see you on Friday night at the rehearsal dinner" and then he walked out the door and slammed it behind him. Sam went and sat on the couch and pulled her knees up and wrapped her arms around them and started to cry. She stayed like that for a few minutes and then she decided to call her brother.
"Hello" A sleepy male voice answered.
"Hi Mark; I am sorry to wake you up but we need to talk."
"Sam, what's wrong? Did you and Pete have a fight or something?"
"Yeah we had a fight. It has been going on for months now and a lot has happened Mark. I have tried to call off the wedding, I don't know how many times."
"Why, what happened?"
"You remember Jonas Hanson and what happened?"
"Yes; are you saying that Pete is starting to be like him? Has he hit you?"
"No but he has taken control of the wedding plans and every thing."
"Well Sam, you do work long hours."
"Mark, when I say everything I mean everything, that includes my wedding dress."
"What, haven't you got it?"
"Mark, I was picking it up on Wednesday when I make the finial payment. He called them and cancelled it. Now I have to find another dress before Saturday or I'll end up wearing his mother's dress. He has already told her that I was going to wear it, until she found out the truth last night and I don't think she was happy with him."
"Oh Sam, how much did you spend on the dress?"
"Over three thousand dollars."
"Sam, that is a lot of money and I'm sorry but there is something else isn't there?"
"He is black mailing me Mark" and Sam started crying.
"What? How can he blackmail you?"
"My work; you know that my work is classified and I also go out on some black ops missions?"
"Yes; weren't you on a stake out last year and he found out what you do by accident?"
"Yes; now if I don't marry him this Saturday he well tell the media about the classified part of my work."
"Sam, has this got something to do with the Stargate?" Sam was shocked when he mentioned the Stargate.
"What? What has he told you?"
"He told me that you travel to other planets."
"Mark, you know about NORAD and their Deep Space Radar Telemetry?"
"Yes"
"Well, Stargate is a code name for a project that I've been working on. Some how he found out about it."
"I see. Sam, whatever you do, you know that I will support you."
"I know. Mark, can I ask you a question and I want the truth?"
"Sure Sam, what is it?"
"What do you think of General O'Neill?"
"Well, from what I've been told about him he seams to be a nice guy, a bit crazy and funny. Why?"
"Well, he is that and much more. He cares about his family and friends around him and when we are on missions he always makes sure that no one gets left behind."
"Yeah, I've heard about that. But, from what I've been told, he was black ops and he has a dark past."
"Yes he has Mark. He was in an Iraqi prison for four months. I am sure that you saw on the news with what they did to American prisoners over there."
"Yeah, I've seen the picture and heard some of the stories. It is amazing that he didn't top himself."
"He didn't because of his family here. He wanted to see his young son again. Everything was fine for a couple of years but then his son Charlie was killed in a shooting accident. It really shook him up; that is until eighteen months later when I walked into his life and things haven't been the same since then."
"Sam, at the dinner after the play, when some of your co-workers were giving their speeches, who came up with those crazy stories?"
"Mark, those stories were true, every single one of them" then Sam heard the door swing open and Pete stormed into the room.
"Pete, what are you doing here?" Sam moved the phone away from her ear as she stood up.
"So, as soon as I'm out the door you are on the phone. Who are you talking to?
"It is none of your business who I'm talking to" now she was getting angry.
"Are you talking to your precious General O'Neill?"