Chapter Eleven

The first two weeks of Sam's leave went by quickly, her time being taken up by visits from Dr. McKenzie and Janet. And finally...after one week... Daniel and Teal'c, who had just returned from Denai, came to see her.

What they had to report about Sam's ordeal didn't make any of them too happy; Tarin had been confronted by his law enforcement people a couple of days after the event, and he had denied everything. At least now that Janet's findings had been sent to the Denai government, Tarin could no longer deny he had had sex with Captain Carter. The semen sample from her underwear, which she thankfully hadn't thrown away, was enough to prove it had been him.

The thing that irked Jack the most was that he would be dealt with by his own people. He really wanted a chance to teach that creep a lesson! But right now he was mainly concentrating on giving Sam back some of the love of life and confidence she had lost.

Daniel didn't want to stay on the subject for long, but he did think it necessary to tell Sam what he knew.

"Janet sent them the results of Sam's tests and her testimony on Friday, and the Denai council has promised that the evidence will be used in prosecuting Tarin...when they can locate him." Daniel saw Jack's angry expression upon hearing this news, and so he quickly moved on, hoping the man wouldn't blow a gasket in front of Sam.

"They found the evidence convincing at least. I'm really sorry you had to go through that, Sam. I sure wish Teal'c and I had known what was happening," he told her. "But we didn't even see you leave the party. When we got back to our room, you were asleep in your bed. So we thought everything was fine. Obviously it wasn't."

"It's not your fault Daniel. Don't even think it for one minute!" Jack just nodded his agreement, and Daniel thought that was about as much as he could expect from him.

Jack was obviously still thinking about the fact that Tarin had so far escaped capture.

Janet had been unable to identify the drug in Sam's blood, but she had been told that Tarin had most likely used a drug that the Denain's had outlawed years earlier. The scariest thing was that a dose of it, when combined with alcohol, could be deadly. Janet had told Sam that she was lucky to be alive.

On the following Saturday her teammates were happy to see her looking so fit, even though she did look a bit thinner. They were also happy to see that she and Jack were spending so much time together. Daniel wondered just what their obvious involvement would mean to SG-1, but at the same time he was very glad to see Jack so happy. He couldn't help but compare the smiling man he saw now to the devastated one he had met almost two years ago...the one who had been intent on killing himself.

"You look great Sam! And I don't think I've ever seen Jack so happy," Daniel told her, whispering the last into her ear so Jack would not overhear. His meaning was obvious and she silently thanked him for his kind words.

"Yes, doesn't she though! I've been telling her, however, that she needs to get out more. Take a walk! Ride a bike! Get some sun on that pale skin of hers," Jack enthused, and everyone smiled at his sunny disposition.

"Indeed! Captain Carter, I am in agreement with O'Neill, you do look unusually pale. Also, would it not be wise to leave these premises and do something that would help clear your mind of all unsettling thoughts?" Wow! Those were a lot of words for the usually quiet Jaffa, they all thought as they listened in rapt silence.

"Yes, Teal'c, I imagine it would be," Sam agreed, realizing suddenly just how much this man...er...alien male cared about her welfare.

Not all of them were jerks like Tarin, she reminded herself. She also knew, better than she knew her own name, that Teal'c would die before ever doing anything to hurt her. So she gave him her megawatt smile.

"Did you have something in mind?"

"Could we not go to a...what do you call the areas where you partake of meals out of doors...there is grass and trees and tables upon which to dine," he described his idea, but could not recall the correct word.

"A park," Daniel shouted. "Teal'c that's a great idea! We could have a picnic!" His face had crinkled into one of his patented Daniel Jackson smiles, his eyes all squinted closed and his nose crinkled up. The guys turned to Sam to gauge her reaction.

"I like that idea! Why don't we go buy some subs, chips and drinks and meet some place in about half an hour," she suggested, and they all breathed a sigh of relief that she felt like getting out of the house for a while.

After another week of mostly living at Sam's house, Jack decided to ask her an important question. He knew she still had doubts about her career choice...well, at least where it concerned off-world travel...but otherwise she seemed to be on an even keel lately. And she had told him just today that she was ready to go back to work next week, if Dr. McKenzie would agree.

Janet had been there earlier and he had heard the two women talking and laughing in her room. Sam's laughter told him that she was beginning to feel like her old self. And when they emerged all flushed and teary-eyed from the giggles, Janet had agreed that Sam was ready to get back to work, at least on a part-time basis.

After Janet left he decided that there was no time like the present, and he really wanted to know where they stood. So with his heart in his throat, he asked her the question he had been thinking about for the past two weeks.

"Sam, what would you think about moving into my house...I mean permanently?"

Jack held his breath, not sure what to expect. Was he expecting too much...to soon? Although they had been sleeping in the same bed, they had not made love in weeks...since before her trip to Denai. She was hesitating to answer his undoubtedly surprising question, so he decided to rephrase...maybe retract what he had said.

"Ah, sorry, I'm being too pushy, aren't' I? It's just that my house is bigger, and my Simpson DVDs are there...and..." Sam laughed a big belly laugh at this impossibly complicated man-child.

"You miss your Simpson DVDs that much, Jack? How about saying you love me and you want me to live with you? Wouldn't that be a better way to put it?" She had come up and put her arms around his waist where he stood in the front foyer of her small bungalow.

His shoulder was still causing him some pain, but wrapping his arm around her was sooooo worth it. She smelled so heavenly after just having had a bath, and all he really wanted to do right now was make passionate love to her. No, he'd let her make the first move. He may have been dumb about some things, but he was smart enough to know when take it slow with a woman.

"I'm sorry...I'm afraid of presuming too much. I mean if you move in with me, I guess it should be because you love me and because I want to have sex...er...I mean because you're ready to have sex. And I wasn't sure you're ready for that step yet," he said, rushing the final sentence.

"Well, then, if there's gotta be sex, I think I'll say... 'YES!'"

Jack's eyes grew large and his eyebrows shot skyward. Had he heard her right? He soon got his answer.

Sam was standing with her body pressed into his, her lean, shapely legs totally bare in the short shorts she wore. Her breast were covered by this cute little tank top number that Jack found so sexy, the peaks of her nipples poking through the thin fabric...evidence she wore no bra.

Then she kissed him like he hadn't been kissed since before that awful off-world trip. As their tongues sought out the sweet taste of the other's mouth, their hands began roaming over curves and through hair, kindling familiar flames of desire. Sam moaned as Jack's right hand swept over her breast, taking the fabric of her top and her nipple in between his finger and thumb. He pinched and rolled the tender nub, Sam's cry of acceptance like music to his ears.

"Ahhhh, Sam, if we go any further...I won't be able to stop," he warned her, about to burst the zipper of his now too-tight jeans.

"I don't want to stop Jack. Let's go to bed, and you can give me a sample of what I can expect if I move in with you," she told him, nibbling on his ear. Hand in hand they walked to her bedroom. Jack let her undress him, figuring she would be more comfortable if left in charge.

Sam slowly unbuttoned his blue cotton shirt, kissing each little exposed section of tanned chest as she went. Then she unfastened the Velcro tabs and helped him slip off the shoulder brace. He insisted on taking off the wrist brace as well. After those were removed and tossed to the floor, she slipped his shirt over his shoulders, catching it in her hand and hanging it neatly on the back of a chair. Then she sat down on the bed in front of him and unfastened his jeans, slowly lowering the zip inch by inch.

Jack knew when he was being teased, but he didn't mind it; he was gonna let her play all she wanted, if it meant enjoyment for her. As her wet mouth placed kisses on his belly, her hands pulled his jeans and boxers down over his hips, letting them fall around his ankles. Jack easily stepped out of them and kicked them aside. Now he stood in front of her totally naked.

Sam looked up and down at his perfect, well-formed body, reveling in the fact that he was all hers. Leaning forward she rubbed her nose in the curly dark hair behind his erection as it bobbed toward her. Momentarily she thought his penis seemed to be asking her to touch it, so she kissed just the tip, which made Jack gasp. Then she wrapped a firm hand around the base and cupped his testicles with her other hand, before going down on him.

As soon as he felt her warm, wet mouth encompass him, Jack let out another gasp, followed by a long groan. His hands automatically went to her head, threading through her hair. He had to remind himself not to press down on her head, which wasn't easy when all he really wanted her to do was swallow him whole! But somehow he managed to control himself, gently holding her head in his big hands as Sam slowly but surely brought him to the pinnacle of ecstasy.

He could feel his blood pounding into his groin now. And just before he came, he warned her with a sharp cry, "Sam! I'm gonna come!" Before the words were barely out of his mouth, his semen was pumping into hers in short bursts. She drank him in willingly, lovingly squeezing his balls as she swallowed every last drop, his penis pulsing and shrinking atop her tongue.

Giving him one last kiss, she raised her head to look at his face. Jack bent down and kissed her, tasting the salty essence of himself on her lips.

"Now it's your turn to undress me," she told him as she stood up.

"Whatever you want, Sam," he told her as he began removing her clothing. Quickly the tank top and the shorts had joined his jeans on the floor, and the sounds of a highly aroused Sam Carter echoed throughout the house.

Jack's gentle tongue and loving lips slowly made love to her vulva as she straddled his head, her hands braced on the wall above the headboard. When her lips were swollen and red he moved to her clitoris, giving it the same treatment...sucking and flicking it with his tongue till Sam shuddered and cried out in climax. Weak in the knees she fell back onto the bed next to Jack, but quickly turned around to cuddle against his side.

"Wow, mister! Do you mean to say I could have that every day if I came to live with you," she asked smiling up at him.

"Every day and twice on Sunday," he told her, kissing the top of her head. "So will you move in?"

"Yes, Jack. Yes, I'll move in with you. But first I want to tell you what I've decided."

"Ooookay. What have you decided?" He was very afraid to her this, but he figured he had to let her have her say sooner or later. After all it was her life, and it should be her decision...no matter how much he might disagree with it.

"I've decided to ask for a transfer off of SG-1. I want to concentrate on my lab work," she said, and he was not entirely surprised.

"But Sam, don't you think you're being too hard on yourself?" He kept trying to think of some way he could convince her not to give up on herself, but as usual the words just wouldn't come.

"No, Jack, this has nothing to do with what happened to me. I've come to terms with both events. I know I did the only thing I could do where Cassie was concerned. And as for Tarin, he is a rat bastard, and I can't wait to testify against him! No, Jack, the reason I want to work in my lab...at least for the next year...is that we're gonna have a baby!"

"A what?" He thought for a minute he had had a stroke and was in a coma or something.

"A baby, Jack. You know...one of those miniature humans that you have to feed, burp and change? A baby, Jack!" She was laughing at his silly, startled expression and soon he was hugging her and rolling back and forth on the bed.

"Ouch! Oh, my shoulder," he yelled, his face a mixture of pain and excitement.

"Oh, Jack, poor baby! I'm sorry! We're gonna have to be more careful, or Janet will confine you to the base again," she warned him. "So what do you think about my idea?"

"I think it's fantastic! And I can't believe I'm gonna be a father again! How long have you known?"

"What do you think Janet and I were talking about this morning in my room?" She kissed his chest, swirling a finger around his nipple. "The patch failed. I just have gotten pregnant the first time we made love, 'cause I'm almost five weeks along," she told him, tracing the other nipple till he groaned.

"A dad...I'm gonna be a dad! Sam that's the best news I've heard in a long, long time!"

Sam had never seen him this happy, and the sight of his smiling face and the knowledge that she had made him this happy made her heart sing.

"But there's just one thing I want to do before you go back to work next week," he told her with a growl, finding that her touching his nipple was quickly putting him in the mood again.

"What?" Her fingers squeezed the nipple and Jack grabbed her hand and held it there.

"I want to get married. So will you? Will you marry me, Sam?" She was on her elbows looking down at his handsome face now, her body stretched out along his. She leaned over and kissed his lips...a short, sweet affirmation of the answer she gave.

"I will!" And without thought to his injured shoulder Jack rolled on top of her and covered her face in kisses before pressing his body to hers, his burgeoning erection easily slipping into her hot center.

THE END