Sequel to 'Live to Ride, Ride to Live'
What happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas
Chapter 2 : Stratosphere Hotel & Casino
(Authors Note: I'm using cur rent Day Las Vegas for my story . )
Two motorcyclists roared off I-15 onto Sahara Avenue E . They joined the Thursday morning rush hour coming up to a traffic light. The light had just changed from red to green as the lead motorcyclist blasted between a Mustang and Camaro revving their engines. Another rider followed suite gaining on the first one quickly. Both drivers blew their horns at the idiots giving them the one finger salute.
Neither rider noticed as they raced down the road feeling alive and free. They came to a stop at Las Vegas Boulevard S as the traffic light changed from yellow to red. There was no need to draw unnecessary attention besides messing with the two sports cars Sam thought to herself. " ...are you looking to get a souvenir speeding ticket?" Jack asked looking over at Sam. She bobbed her helmet with laughter. "No giggling Samantha." His comment made her giggle that much more. "Here come our new friends, they apparently didn't like being buzzed." He said revving his Harley Davidson up. "Then they'll really like this Jack !" Sam replied revving her Indian up too.
The light changed to green and Sam turned left followed by Jack. She popped a wheelie heading down Las Vegas Boulevard with huge smile. The two sports car drivers gave up at that point deciding to leave motorcyclist alone. Anyone gutsy enough to pop a wheelie with traffic cameras around has their respect.
Jack pulled into the Stratosphere Hotel Casino & Tower (A/N1) a minute after Sam. She dismounted removing her helmet. The smile plastered on her face reached her mischief filled eyes. He stopped besides her putting down the kick stand then stretched killing the engine. "Did you enjoy the view Jack?" Sam asked walking over to him.
He placed the helmet on seat then laughed. "Did I enjoy the view? Why do you think I was covering your 'SIX' most of the way here?" Sam blushed at his comment. Many a cop let her off with a warning because of how the outfit looked on her. Jacks secret was out; he watched her 'six' for selfish reasons and it didn't bother her one bit. "I'll remember that when were out exploring." Sam responded locking her helmet away. Jack followed suit as they walked inside past the valets admiring the motorcycles. "If you wiggle your butt just a little missions would be more interesting, at least for me. I don't think Space Monkey would understand though." She burst out laughing visualizing Daniels confused look.
People in the lobby gave the pair odd looks not because of her laughter but their attire. Some guests gave them a wide berth assuming they were part of biker gang. Others turned their noses up wondering why riff raff like this was allowed in the hotel. Neither Jack nor Sam noticed as they approached the counter.
The young woman at the check in counter greeted them with a smile. "How may I help you today?" she asked looking at Jack totally ignoring Sam. Carter rolled her eyes in annoyance. What makes the young Brittney Spears want to be think she has a chance with Jack Sam thought? Before Jack could respond Sam replied for him. "Tiffany..." Sam said reading the woman's name tag then continued. "'WE' would like to book a room , single bed, for three nights with a view." Tiffany looked at Sam finally acknowledging her. The handsome man apparently was already taken, bummer. With the room paid for the two silently walked to the elevators, travel bags over their shoulders.
Samantha hummed in the elevator as Jack watched from the corner. She looked so damn hot in that outfit it wasn't funny. His will power was at the limit right now, the plan was simple. Get two adjoined rooms to limit the temptation. Like any battle plan it was thwarted upon making contact with the enemy, namely a hot to trot 20 something and a possessive Carter. Who would've thought? Now he'd have to take a cold shower instead of a hot one, such is life.
"Why are you looking at me that way Sir...I mean Jack?" She asked blushing lightly. "No reason, you just surprised me is all." He answered watching as the elevator stopped on the 4th floor. "How did I surprise you?" Sam asked as the door opened. Jack put his hand on the small her back leading them down the hall. Goose bumps formed on her arms as they walked. 'Keep it together Samantha' she thought trying to keep her mind out of the gutter. "You were a bit possessive back there , reminded me of the cave-women I encountered years ago . Poor Tiff wouldn't have known what hit her." Jack answered as they came to their door. Samantha blushed deep red regaining her composer before replying. "Just following ' SOP ' (A /N2 ) sir, you know. Pretend to be together to avoid sticky situations." He chuckled then opened the door making a motion for Sam to enter first. "Never knew you could be such a gentleman." Jack smiled watching her walk inside. "Only when a lady is around Samantha." He replied closing the door and securing the door latch. Samantha smiled softly placing her bad on the single bed. She looked around then pulled out a small electronic device.
Jack started putting his clothes away as Sam swept the room for bugs. "This is supposed to be a relaxing vacation Carter." She rolled her eyes at him continuing on to sweep the room. "You never know Jack, this is Vegas after all." Jack couldn't disagree so he opened the curtains revealing a picturesque view of the mountains. He let out a low whistle at the sight getting Sam's attention. "We're clear sir, no bugs. Holly Hanna, now that's a view!" The two of them admired God's handy work, the fight to keep earth free foremost on their minds. "Well, if it's okay with you I'll jump in the shower first and wash off this road dust." Jack said looking into her eyes. His desire betrayed him barely keeping it under control. She licked her lips tempted to join him. "Just save me some hot water, I need to do the same thing." Sam answered with a smile chickening out. "... Roger Wilco Carter ..." (A/N3) He responded getting clean clothes and shaving kit then disappeared into the restroom.
Sam sat on the bed looking out the window. She debated internally about the frat regulations. Sam wanted to unlock that damn room yet it scared the hell out of her. Mind verses the heart always played havoc with her feelings when it came to Jack. That's when she felt it, a heavy tap on the left shoulder.
A smaller version of herself stood looking at up at her, hands on the hips with a red tail moving around lazily. She had on a tight, low cut red dress with a red shoes and lipstick to match. "What hell are you doing? Why aren't we in there with 'Sir'? This is what we dreamt about, isn't it?" asked the red dress Sam. "Um...who are you?" Sam asked thoroughly confused. Red dress Sam rolled her eyes. "Like you don't know, I'll humor you anyways. I'm the part of you that would march in there, do a strip tease and take our man...but no! Here we are sitting the bed, this is so much better!" Red dress Sam replied throwing her hands up. Before Sam could respond she felt a light tap on her right shoulder. There stood another version of herself, only in dress blues standing at attention. "Don't listen to that devil women, she'll get Col. O'Neill and you thrown out of the air force. Dad won't be happy if that happens." Samantha closed her eyes hoping she was just seeing things. This only happened in cartoons like in ' Tom & Jerry'. "Closing your eyes won't make us go away. Science won't help either." Red dress Sam said making Sam open her eyes. "Unfortunately I have to agree devil women. This is a choice you can't avoid...so sent her away and wait your turn for the shower." Dress Blue Sam warned shaking her finger.
"Hold up, where did you two come from...better yet and how?" Sam asked looking at each of them arms crossed under her chest. "Simple, you are debating internally about breaking the frat regulations. So you created the two of us to help figure out..." Dress Blue Sam started explaining only to be cut off. "Yada, yada, ya...boring! I'm here to help you get our man. She's here to let him find another woman while you look on. I don't want to see that! I want Jacks hands all over my body, running up our sides …" Devil woman said causing Sam to wave herself as if hot under the collar.
She had many day dreams about his hands over the years. "La, la, la...I'm not hearing this. We can't break the frat regs, I don't want to lose my dream job." Dress blue Sam said with fingers in her ears. Red dress Sam continued anyways not listening to the kill joy. "You brought the crop top just so he could run his hands up and under …" Red dress Sam started to say with a smirk. "Don't finish that sentence you devil." Dress blue Sam warned turning away to hide her own blush. Sam herself started to blush a deeper shade of red as well. "Miss Regulations even likes his hands, you can't deny it now." Red Dress Sam said with a sexy smile, tail curling about.
Jack happened to come out at that moment clad only in a large towel. His muscular torso showing a perfect six pack and large biceps. "I forgot my under shirt...are you okay Sam? You look flustered." Jack asked looking her over. All three Sam's couldn't take their eyes off him. Red dress Sam jumped off Sam's shoulder then tried to push Sam to her feet. "Holy Hannah, what are you waiting for...stand up for crying out loud!" she said. Dress Blue Sam joined her nemeses in the attempt to get Sam to stand. "We are in Vegas after all...it's not like we didn't have sex on the ice planet...multiple times." The mini Sam's managed to get her to stand giving each other a high five.
"I'm perfectly fine "SIR'!" Sam replied giving him a predatory smile. She had taken off her leather riding top leaving only a sport bra and riding leathers on. The two of them flirted and touched from time to time but this...this was new. He watched as Sam seductively walked over to the window closing the curtains. Jack wet his lips knowing the locked door was about to be opened. To his complete surprise Sam took off her sports bra throwing it on the floor then turned around, arms under her breasts. Yep, the door not only was open, it was off just kicked off the hinges. Jack couldn't take his eyes of his 2IC, her beauty is truly stunning.
"What are we waiting for...Carter is 'Hot to trot', 'ready to roll in the hay'!" asked the mini Jack dressed in cargo shorts and Hawaiian shirt wearing Ray Bans. Jack looked over at his mini me then at Carter. "We have to follow the plan first. Any deviation could be catastrophic." Replied the tactical dressed mini me. "...to hell with the plan. We can make the call after we play hide the..." vacation mini me said tail moving rapidly. "... and if things don' t go as planned !" Tactical Jack responded eyes never leaving Carter. "We are following the plan, it won't fail." Jack prime answered knowing exactly what to do. "Don't blame me it Carter thinks we are rejecting her!" Vacation Jack said in a warning tone. There was one thing he had to do first before taking Carter into his arms though...call the president!
"Samantha..." he said looking around the room for his phone. "...hold that thought for just a few minutes." Sam's face fell, didn't he want her? She didn't know what to think. Now she felt foolish standing in front of him exposed. Sam looked for her bra moving towards it. To her relief Jack had moved swiftly pulling her into his chiseled chest. "You do trust me Carter." He said looking into her baby blues. Sam felt on fire, her body finally being in almost complete contact with his. "I do Jack...I'm just a bit confused. Why don't you want me?" she asked looking into his chocolate brown eyes. "Samantha, I want you more than you know. I'm elated that the door is open and lying on the floor. Just give me a few minutes to make an important phone call, and then I'll have you moaning my name." Sam blushed deep red nodding. She stood on her tip toes giving him a promising kiss as he held her.
Letting go was hard but she did lying down on the bed making a show of it. Jack groaned then located his phone. "Carter...I promise you'll completely understand shorty...I do love you." he said making her smile. "...and I love you to Jack. Just who are you calling?" she asked. "I have a plan in place just in case you opened the door." Jack answered dialing the president's direct number that Henry gave him several months back. "You're not retiring are you?" she asked with a worried look. Sam decided to mess with Jack by making a show of getting comfortable. "Not retiring, who would watch your six?" Jack answered with a smile resisting the urge to join her on the bed. Instead he put the phone on speaker so Sam could hear too. She raised an eyebrow, almost high as Teal'C.
"Presidents office, how may I help you Col. O'Neill?" Jean asked reading the caller I.D on the screen. Sam rolled over, lying on her stomach making Jack frown causing her to giggle. "I was wondering if you could leave President Hayes a message for me Jean, it's important." He made a roll over signal that Sam ignored. Shaking her head no she listened closely to the phone call, a call that would change their lives. "The president is in his office doing paper work. I can see if he's free Col. O'Neill." The secretary informed him politely. "Only if he has time to talk Jean, there are more important people than me to talk with." Jack said finally sitting on the bed and running his hands through Sam's hair. She laid her head down enjoying the simple pleasure. "Col. O'Neill, please hold." Jean told the colonel as he waited impatiently. "Colonel, the president will talk to you. He said and I quote 'Put him through, I could use some cheering up after dealing with Nancy Pelosi.' Transferring now sir." Jean said with a laugh then transferred the call.
"Jack, how are you doing my boy?" asked Hayes with joy. George called periodically giving him updates on various happenings at the SGC, particularly his 2IC and Major Carter. The betting pool kept getting bigger and bigger. "Just fine Mr. President, enjoying some down time in LOST WAGES with Carter." Jack replied looking at her as he spoke. Hayes sat up straight upon hearing where they were. The next few answers would determine if he owed George a bottle of Jack Daniel s Black Label or vice versa. Sam looked up with a worried look to be calmed by Jacks smile. He had this under control and the president was on their side apparently. "Why are the two of you in Las Vegas ?" he asked fishing for information. "We went for a bike ride and ended up here, it's on Carters bucket list of things to do before old age hits." Jack answered receiving a punch in the arm form Samantha. "Ouch, why did you do that Carter?" Jack asked rubbing his arm as Sam took the phone giving him a brief view of her breasts.
"Hello Mr. President, don't mind Col. O'Neill. He's being his usual sarcastic self. Now, I understand he has some kind of a plan and you're in on it...Sir." she said then turned red for a different reason. Holly Hanna! That's not how you talk to the Commander in Chief. "I mean...uh...sorry Mr. President." Hayes chuckled making her relax. "Don't worry Major Carter; I rather appreciate bluntness time to time from my officers. To answer your question...yes, there is a plan. In fact I'm pulling out the deferment papers that wave the frat regulations now ." Hayes replied as he signed the paperwork. Sam couldn't speak; they were getting their chance at happiness. "Done, I just have two questions ." The presidents said putting the paperwork aside with a huge smile. The two of them deserved this and more, much more he thought.
Jack had taken the phone back as Sam was speechless at the moment. "Major Carter can't speak right now Mr. President, that's a first by the way." He replied getting slapped again. Sam did roll on her back grinning up at her soon to be lover. A genuine grin formed on the president's face as he leaned back in the chair. "First question, which one of you made the first move? Second, where are you staying? I need to know where to send copies of the paperwork." He asked waiting with baited breath, the next words just might give him bragging rights. "I did sir. We are staying at the Stratosphere Hotel & Casino , room 444." Sam answered trying not to react to Jack running his finger up her side. "Hot damn, George owes me a bottle of Whiskey." Hayes half yelled causing Sam to pull the phone away from her ear. She watched Jacks fingers getting close to her breasts then move away, damn this man. "You had a bet with Uncle George Mr. President ?" she asked looking up at Jack thinking about the all the things they were going to do. "...and I won. Now don't worry about that. You two enjoy the rest of your stay but do everyone one favor." Hayes replied looking forward to telling his long time friend. "What's that Mr. President?" asked Jack as he watched Carter remove the rest of her clothes. "Don't get married; I want to be there along with everyone else. I'll make it an order if I have too!" he said with a grin. "...not a problem sir, Janet and Cassie wouldn't ever forgive us. Will there be anything else sir?" Jack asked as Sam slipped under the covers leaving her torso exposed teasing him. "No son, I believe you have more important matters to tend to, enjoy Las Vegas Jack." He said then hung up.
Jack tossed his phone aside along with the towel he had on. Sam patted the bed inviting him to join her, damn he was handsome she thought. "I believe you said something about me moaning your name...sir!" she said looking into his eyes as he moved the covers taking in her beauty. Jack didn't say anything; he just moved closer kissing her deeply. Sam broke the kiss looking her 'man' in the eyes with desire and love. "Make love to me Jack!" No words were needed as the two got lost in each other's embrace.
A/N1: Stratosphere Casino Hotel & Tower is located at 2000 Las Vegas BLVD South. The casino opened on April 30th, 1996.
A/N2 : SOP= Standard Operating Procedure
A/N3 : Roger Wilco = Received Will Comply. Code used by militaries around the world, predominantly the U.S. though.
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