As Monday morning dawned, Sam arrived at work to find an email awaiting her in her inbox regarding the meeting that Jack had mentioned.

She should arrive in the morning to attend the meeting at 11 o'clock. Her flight back was sheldued in the evening. A few quick calls later she was able to rearrange the flight back for Sunday evening.

That would give er a whole weekend with Jack O'Neill. She found herself smiling a lot lately.

She mailed him the flight details to let him know when his driver should pick her up.

Just seconds later she got his response.

/Jim will be there to pick you up. You can leave your suitcase in the car. Come and find me after your meeting.

Looking forward to our weekend!

J/

Her smile widened, realizing that he must have eagerly awaited her mail all morning. Due to the time difference, he had begun working three hours earlier than her.

/Thanks! Can't wait to see you. S/

Leaving the plane on friday morning she found Jim, Jack's driver, waiting for her at the arrival.

"Colonel Carter, welcome to Washington. I'll put your luggage in the trunk. We're just in time for your meeting. The General asked me to tell you that he's in a briefing himself until three o'clock. If you're finished before him you should make yourself comfortable in his office."

"Thank you Jim."

At two o'clock she felt like her meeting is never going to end. At least not anytime soon.

She grabbed some lunch with Paul Davis, whom she knew since she has worked for the pentagon right before the SGC. It was nice catching up with him, she has met his wife and the twins a few times while working with Paul but wasn't aware they were about to graduate high school already.

It was 1630 as she knocked on Jack's door. His secretary nowhere to be seen.

"Come in."

"General!" she greeted him with a quick salute.

"Colonel!" he responded as he circled his desk. He stopped in front of her, his eyes traced every line of her face, taking in every detail. "Hey Sam!"

"Hey Jack!" she had barely enough time to respond when she found herself enveloped in a deep embrace. He buried his head in the kroke of her neck, slightly kissing his this sweet spot below her ear.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, breathing in his scent was like coming home.

"Come on, let's head home. I was only waiting for you to come and get me. Let me shut down my laptop and then I'm all yours." he told her, gently caressing her cheek with his rough hands.

They knew they had to be careful around all the military staff so a kiss would have to wait until later, but on the other hand they aren't doing anything forbidden. No more regulations that could keep them apart, therefore Jack took her hand in his while they made their way to his car.

What ever he did to deserve this woman, he was proud of it and he was going to show it.

He gently pressed her hand, and she responded with a smile looking up into his deep chocolate brown eyes.

As soon as the door of his car closed behind them Sam made a quick check if the window separating them from the driver was up and pressed her lips to his.

"You have no idea how good you're looking in your dress blues and what this is doing to me, do you?"

"I think I might get an impression." he smirked into the next kiss.

"You in fact look very hot yourself." he said and let his hands wander up her tights pushing up the skirt so that she was able to straddle his lap. One hand grabbed her ass, the other was intertwined with her hair at the back of her head. Pulling her as close as possible.

Sam gave a low moan as she felt his hands on her and took his head in both of her hands.

"God, what are you doing to me, Jack O'Neill?" she said just before their lips met in a passionate kiss.

Like some horny teenagers they made out in his car until the driver stopped in front of Jack's house.

Smart enough not to open the car door Jim went around the car and opened the trunk to get Sam's suitcase out.

That gave them time to readjust their clothings. Sam's hair was a mess and they both had a slight blush on their faces as they exited the car, but at least their clothes looked decent.

"Thanks Jim. Take the weekend off, I don't need you until Monday morning. I'll drive Colonel Carter to the airport myself."

"Thank you, Sir! Have a nice weekend. And a safe trip home, Colonel Carter."

Sam just nodded a thanks, a little embarrassed that she clearly can't hide what happened on the back seat of the limousine.

Jack saw her blushing even further and couldn't hide a smirk.

"You know what we did in the car doesn't even come close to what we're going to do in there." he said with one hand pointing towards his house. "I'm eager to find out how far down you're going to blush."

"Then let's go and find out, flyboy!" she whispered as he gently led her through the door.

They barely made it through the door and Jack only had time to put Sam's suitcase in the hallway as he found himself wrapped in a deep passionate kiss.

His body responded directly and a deep moan escaped his throat.

Their hands were everywhere, eager to touch every part they could reach.

He grabbed her head while his whole body pressed her against the nearby wall. His legs intertwined with hers she felt his erection pressed into just the right spot of her body.

Sam's hand found his ass, pulling him even closer if this was even possible.

"God, Sam. You have no idea how much I missed you."

"Oh I think I do." she answered with a soft giggle her hands already on the way to open his belt.

While she freed him from his pants he had her skirt already up and over her hips, gently guiding down her underwear.

He placed soft kisses up her tights until he reached his aim. She was wet and ready for him. They were both breathing heavily, facing each other.

"I want you. Now!"

That was all it took for Jack to bury himself deep inside her. She wrapped one leg around him to give him better access while he supported her leg with his hand, caressing every inch of it.

His other hand had made it up under her blouse, delicately caressing her breast and teasing her nipple to give her even more pleasure.

"Jack..." she moaned, "that feels so good... Ohhh... I'm not sure how much longer I can last..."

"Don't hold back, Sam...hmm...I'm right behind you, let go. Come for me."

And Sam fell apart as she came right here, in his arms against his hallway wall. It took Jack only seconds to follow.

With their foreheads touching they tried to get their breathing back to a normal level.

Both had a huge grin in their faces.

"What a welcome!" Sam whispered.

"You can say that. I'm feeling like I'm sixteen all over again. Sorry we didn't even make it to the bedroom."

"You don't hear any complaints from me, we'll get to the bedroom soon enough."

"I'll take your word for it. What do you say we get dressed into something comfortable and I'll fix us something to eat."

"That sounds perfect. How about a shower first? After the flight this morning and being stuck in this incredible long meeting I could use one."

"Go ahead, last door on the right is the bedroom, you can use the ensuite bathroom. I'll just put your bag in the room and start on the food."

"I hoped you could join me under the shower." Sam said while she made her way towards the door.

Jack needed a moment to acknowledge Sam's words. As he followed her to the bedroom he saw her dress blues neatly folded upon the chair. He put down her bag and while undressing himself he heard the shower start.

Warm steam greeted him as he stepped into the shower behind Sam. His arms wrapped around her gently pressing her back to his chest. She let her head fall back on his shoulder, enjoying their nearness.

"I can't believe we're finally allowed to do this."

"We should have done this years ago..." he sighed.

"We're here now and that's what counts. Just enjoy this, Jack. Please!" she told him and turned around to look him in the eyes.

Gently lifting her chin with his finger, he tenderly raised her head, their lips meeting in a sweet, affectionate kiss.

They took their time in the shower, caressing, kissing and exploring their bodies.

Jack was the first one to leave the bathroom to start in the evening meal.

As Sam stepped into the kitchen and sat down he was in full cooking mode, rustling with pots and pans. "Smells good."

"I hope it tastes like it smells, make yourself comfortable. Wine?"

"Yes please."

After dinner they took the wine glasses to the couch and nestled beside each other.

"That's great, I could get used to it." Jack told her and kissed her hair. "So, how's Cassie doing?"

"Me too. I can tell that she misses Janet a lot. She's a great kid, she is trying to adjust to her new living situation. I'll be there for her as much as she wants me to. I think it helps her that with me she again has a home to actually come home to. College is all good, she has good grades. Dominic is visiting her this weekend."

Jack growled: "She's still seeing that boy?"

"Oh Jack, don't be so grumpy. She's a teenager. I know it's been a while for you, but you must have some memories from the time you were this young."

"In fact I have memories and that what scares me. I know how boys are at that age. I was one of them. I don't even want to think about that could do exactly the same we did earlier. I'm just concerned for her, ok?"

"I know and that's what I love about you. But I'm really sure they're doing exactly what you think they could do. I talked to Cassie about this last weekend and can assure you she's careful, uses protection and is not going to make us become grandparents anytime soon. "

"Ok, a lot more information that I wanted to have, but it's good to know the grandpa thing is still a few years down the road. I know I'm old, but I'm really not ready to be a grandpa yet."

That earned him a laugh from Sam.

"You're not old, just matured well. She's happy for us by the way. I couldn't keep it a secret from her..."

"I never asked you to. Sam, this...us...its nothing to be kept a secret. We don't do anything wrong. What did Cassie day?"

"Oh it weren't really words... Just a very loud squeak!" she had to laugh "She's happy for us."

"That's good to now."

The weekend passed by too quickly and on sunday evening they sat beside each other in Jack's car as he drove her to the airport.

"I can't believe how hard it is to leave you."

"I know, Sam. I don't want you to go either. 6 weeks seem like a very long time, but it's something to look forward to. We'll call and talk all evening if necessary. We'll make it work and it will be great. I promise."

He walked her to the check in point, embraced her in a loving hug and gave her to most passionate kiss to last for the next weeks.

"Have a save flight. And don't forget that I love you!"

"I love you too, Jack!"