After the debriefing Sam had hurried out of the room before Daniel could start asking questions. Daniel had complained and even headed out after her but, Jack had held him back; telling him to give her some space. That had been a lot of information for Daniel to take in and even more for Sam to tell them. It was best they gave it all some time. Problem was Jack soon found himself sitting at her workbench, playing with the yo-yo she handed him while he watched her work.

She knew why he was there and Jack couldn't be more pleased that it didn't bother her. After Ba'al the smallest thing could set her off but, he seemed to be exempt. "So," he started slowly. "There aren't many women in black ops."

"No Sir," she offered, still working.

"So few in fact that I've never met one." To his surprise she cringed and peeked a look at him.

"That's not true Sir." In great imitation of Teal'c his eyebrow rose and Sam sighed before turning to face him. "On a mission in South America –"

"That's a big place."

What part of South America?

"Yes Sir."

Wait.

"You and Kowalski were in a little village on a rescue mission for a 'missing' officer. You two dressed like tourist and went in while the rest of your team stayed hidden in the jungle."

Done that more than once. I'm waiting Carter …

"Soldiers started marching through the village. You and Kowalski tried to blend in at a bar, a little bit away from each other but still in sight. They headed right for you, it was a straight shot. They moved past you to talk to the bartender …" Sam studied him carefully as her cheeks turned pink and she started chewing her bottom lip. "After a woman sat on your lap and started kissing you." Her face was absolutely red at that statement and Jack's eyes grew wide.

"Whoa."

"They were never after you or Kowalski," Sam continued as she looked down at the yo-yo as it rolled past her on the table.

"They were looking for you."

You were the 'missing' officer.

"A blond traveling alone, yes."

Jack studied her, watching carefully as she wringed her hands together while she peeked at him only to turn her eyes away again. That kiss … He remembered that kiss, he'd thought about it off and on for years. He'd thought about it when she had jumped him in the locker room. Now it made sense why; she'd jumped him like that before … "Whoa."