Part Two: Busted

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Sam looked down at the white garment and squeezed her eyes closed. She'd been hoping no one would recognize it; after all, she hadn't had an opportunity to change.

"What time is everyone supposed to be here?" Sam looked over the rim of her coffee mug at the man leaning against the headboard.

"Around three." He looked her up and down and Sam could feel her cheeks redden. "But they'll probably be late."

Sam bit back a smile and took a sip of her coffee. "I don't know. Teal'c is pretty punctual."

"But Daniel isn't." Jack raised an eyebrow and Sam laughed into her mug.

"Gimme that." Jack plucked the mug from her hands and plopped it unceremoniously onto the nghtstand. "C'mere." He reached for her, tugging at the sweatshirt she had borrowed—stolen—from him.

Sam would never admit it, but she squealed a little bit as she fell onto the pillows next to jack. "Hi." She murmured, looking up at him in the bright afternoon light.

"Hi." He grinned down at her and brushed his lips across the tip of her nose. "I don't usually like staying in bed so late."

"Thanks for making an exception for me." Sam rolled her eyes and smirked.

"Anytime." He trailed his fingers up her side under the sweatshirt and Sam shivered. "Cold, Carter?"

"No." Sam's fingers tightened around the collar of his shirt and she pulled him down to kiss her. "How could I be?" Her eyes glittered mischievously. "When I have such a comfy sweater?"

"Sweatshirt." Jack corrected. "I don't wear sweaters."

"You don't wear this sweatshirt either." Sam pressed another chaste kiss to his lips. "At least, not anymore."

Jack narrowed his eyes at her. "I could take it back if I wanted to."

"Oh, really?" Sam raised her eyebrows. "Then go for it."

Jack grinned slowly at her and Sam could feel each muscle as he tensed, ready to pounce. She felt herself tense when there was the distinct sound of his front door opening and Daniel's voice floated towards them. "Jack! Hello?"

Sam and Jack looked at each other in horror. "Say something!" Sam hissed, sitting up too quickly, causing stars to blink in front of her eyes.

"Uh, just a second!" When Sam shot him a look he quickly added. "Just stepped out of the shower, make yourselves comfortable!"

"Okay." Daniel called back and the two officers heard them move off down the hallway towards the living room.

Jack glanced at his bedside clock and rolled his eyes, unable to quelch his annoyance at his two friends. "It's two fifteen!" He whispered to Sam as she knelt on the bed, looking like a trapped puppy. "Forty five minutes…I had so many plans." He waggled his eyebrows at her and despite her fear at being caught, she playfully smacked his chest.

"What do we do?"

"Stay here and get dressed." He looked sadly at her bare legs before a pointed cough brought him back to reality. "Then sneak out while I distract them and pretend you came in the front door."

"That would work wonderfully." Sam narrowed her eyes at him. "If someone hadn't insisted on me…losing…my clothes somewhere out there!" Sam pointed emphatically at the door and Jack grimaced. "And I took all my clothes home because people were coming over today."

"Jack?" Daniel called from the front.

"One minute!" Jack yelled back. "Okay, I'll go out there, get your clothes, sneak them back in here, you change, then pretend you came in. Sound good?"

Sam took a deep breath, her heart racing. "Sounds good."

Jack grinned at her before slipping out of bed and throwing on a pair of jeans. He leaned down at pressed his lips to hers. "Or we could just tell them."

Sam shook her head. "Not like this."

"Yeah, yeah." Jack rolled his eyes, kissed her again, then jogged out the door.

Sam sighed and waited.

And waited.

Finally, she had to accept that Jack wasn't coming back with her clothes. Either he had been unable to get them without anyone noticing or he had forgotten. One was just as likely as the other. Sam sighed and, hoping for the best, crept quietly down the hall and pretended to come in the front door.

Sam gritted her teeth and looked up at Jack. He looked back at her helplessly and shrugged, some of the steak's marinade sloshing over the plate. Sam knew it was a long shot, but maybe playing dumb would work. "Yes, it is, Teal'c." She tried to smile. "The colonel left it at my house last team night and I figured I could return it and stay warm all in one shot."

"I see." Teal'c said, though he clearly did not.

"Really." Sam tried to smile again, but the expression she felt her face twist into was most definitely not a smile.

"Uh-huh." Janet nodded, putting on a very serious face.

"Whatever you say, Sam." Daniel winked very obviously at her and she felt her cheeks go red.

"Well, I tried." Sam threw her hands in the air and looked at Jack. "It's all you, Jack."

"Jack?" Cassie sat up straighter and put her phone down, apparently just joining the conversation.

Jack and Sam shared a look before Jack sighed and put the steak down. "Yeah, Cassie. We're Sam and Jack now." He spoke slowly as though he still couldn't quite believe it either."

"As in not military?"Janet looked quickly, surprised and a little hurt her friend hadn't told her any of this.

"No, no, we're still military." Sam grimaced. This was definitely not how she imagined this going. "There have been some, um, changes in the regulations at the SGC."

"How long have you two been…?" Daniel shook his head as though not liking where that thought had taken him.

"A little less than a month." Sam swallowed hard and looked at Jack.

"Wow." Janet nodded, but refused to meet Sam's eyes.

"I'm sorry. We just…well, we didn't want to jinx it."

"And to be completely honest, we had a whole big plan to tell you guys." Jack jumped in, seeing the tenseness in Carter's shoulders.

"You—you did?" Daniel looked curiously up at him.

"Yep. Big plans. There was gonna be cake." Jack smirked and looked around at each of his friends. "But, now you know. And, luckily, we have cake."

Janet looked from Jack to Sam before letting a small smile creep over her face. "Well, you can't have a celebration without cake."

"Celebration?" Sam met Janet's eyes, hoping the smaller woman meant what she thought she did.

"Yes. Celebration." Both women smiled and with that the tension broke. Daniel and Teal'c both stood and offered their congratulations, while Sam and Jack smiled at each other in equal parts relief and happiness.

"Oh my god," Cassie's voice cut through the mini-celebration and all eyes turned to her. "Sam, is that your bra?!"

END

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