Title: Frozen

Author: Rogue

Email: imp007@hvc.rr.com

Status: Complete

Rating: NC17

Content Warning: Sex

Season: Any

Spoilers: None

Archive: Heliopolis, SJHW, SJD

Summary: No water in Sam's house leads her to Jack

Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 and its characters belong to MGM, Gekko Film Corp and Double Secret Productions. This fan fiction was created solely for entertainment purposes and no money exchanged hands. No copyright or trademark infringement was intended.

Feedback: Always welcomed

Their mission had been one of narrow escape. They had gated through into a heavily guarded chamber. Jack barely had time to tell Daniel to start dialing home, the Jaffa opened fire on them. As soon as the wormhole opened they dove through.

"Close the iris" Jack yelled as he landed on his back and tumbled down the ramp. "General we landed in the middle of a Jaffa patrol. I recommend we don't go back there."

"I agree Colonel. Debriefing in 30 minutes." General Hammond replied.

SG-1 was ordered to stand down for the next two days. Sam walked down the corridor to the locker room, hoping to get there before the guys did. She looked at the sign on the door, dammit she thought, the guys are here. She decided to head home instead of waiting.

She walked into her house and headed for the shower. She turned on the water to let it get warm. To her surprise, the pipes creaked but no water came out. She tried the sink and got the same response. Sam decided to check the basement and found that the pipes had frozen. She trudged back upstairs and tried calling Janet, there was no answer. She looked at her watch; she decided Jack would still be at the base. She still had the key he'd given to her after the Eudora mission. She reluctantly opted to use his shower and just leave a note for him when he got home.

Sam carefully moved through Jack's living room. It was full of books and pictures. She looked at a few of the books, most appeared to be on astronomy. She laughed to herself; she never pictured Jack studying anything. She noticed a few pictures of him before he'd joined SGC.

She went up the stairs and found his bathroom. It smelled intoxicatingly like him. She grabbed a towel off the rack and began to strip off her clothes. Sam closed the door and turned the water on. A few seconds passed and the water got warm. She stepped in the shower and let the water run down her sore back. She took the washcloth and soap and began to cover her body with the lather.

She stopped suddenly, uncertain if she'd heard the door close. She listened for a moment then heard footsteps. Great she thought, now she'd have to explain why she was naked in Jack's bathroom. She finished her shower and heard a soft knock on the door.

"Sam, what are you doing here?" Jack asked.

"Sorry Sir, my pipes are frozen. I tried calling Janet, but no one answered. I figured you'd still be at the base. I was going to leave a note."

"It's okay. If you need anything just yell." He replied as he headed towards his bedroom. Jack didn't care why she was here; he just never imagined he'd come home to find her in his house. Sure she'd been over when the team had their weekly game night, but this was the first they'd been alone. He quickly changed into a pair of faded jeans and a button down shirt. He looked in the mirror and quickly ran his fingers through his hair. He stopped before going downstairs and put on a bit of cologne.

Sam emerged from the bathroom and went downstairs. She could smell his scent and she entered the kitchen. She tried not to gasp when she saw him in civilian clothes. She found herself thinking how sexy his butt looked in jeans. Jack turned and smiled at her.

"I thought maybe I'd have a look at those pipes, can't leave `em frozen too long" he said as he handed her a mug of hot chocolate.

"I was going try calling a plumber in the morning." Sam replied as she sipped her drink.

"You can't spend all night and maybe longer without running water. Stay here until they thaw."

"Jack, I don't know if that's a good idea."

"You can have my room, I'll take the couch." He gave her one of his grins that made her just trust him and not ask questions.

"Fine, but I'm taking the couch."

They turned the heat up in her house and put several small heaters in the basement. Jack figured that it would be at least a day before things would be working again. Sam scowled at his estimate, desperately trying to keep control of her emotions. She packed some clothes and a book and resided to Jack's offer.

He suggested the pick up something for dinner on the way back. After being off world for a week, he hadn't gotten around to getting any groceries. Much to his surprise Sam chose Chinese, his favorite.

They ate dinner and watched tv for a while. Jack went to bed a little earlier than usual, trying to be sensitive her schedule. He found himself lying awake for a long time; his thoughts were filled with her. He'd wanted to tell her how he felt for so long, he just couldn't find a way.

Sam was having similar thoughts out on his couch. She tossed restlessly for hours before deciding to talk to him. The time they spent together was usually consumed by work. She had to tell him now, quickly, before she lost her nerve.

She crept up the stairs and down the hall. She paused as the floorboards creaked outside his door, then pushed open the door. There was no movement; Jack was asleep. She stood beside the bed and whispered to herself `how do I tell you I love you'. She jumped as she felt a hand reach out for hers.

"You just did Samantha. I am very much in love with you." He said softly as his fingers intertwined with hers. He pulled her onto the bed beside him and kissed her. She bit his lower lip, demanding entrance for her tongue. As their tongues battled for control of the kiss, he slipped his hand under her sweatshirt and cupped her breast. He felt her quiver at his touch, encouraged he traced circles on her nipple with his fingertips. She moaned softly, wiggling her way out of the sweatshirt. Jack pulled away from her to take in the sight of her body, committing every curve to memory. He trailed soft kisses down her neck and collarbone, then rolled on top of her.

"I need you Jack" she whispered, letting her fingers slide down his muscular chest. She trailed the line of fine hair down the middle of his stomach, sliding just her fingertips under the waistband of his boxers. He shifted his hips and gently ground his erection against her pelvis.

"This is all yours", he whispered before nibbling her earlobe. His hands found the waistband of her sweatpants and tugged them off. His lips found hers and locked in a passionate kiss. His once again lay kisses on her neck, down to her breasts. He took one in his mouth, flicking his tongue on the hard nipple. His hand found its way through the damn curls and fingers slid inside her slick folds. She moaned as his fingers began to thrust, her back arching as his tongue found her clitoris. He relentlessly sucked the hard nub, concentrating only on her release. Her hips began to buck and he felt her tense on his fingers, refusing to stop her brought her over the edge.

His lips found their way back to hers and locked them in a ferocious kiss. Sam could taste herself on his tongue, it was surprisingly erotic. She slid her hands down his lean body and removed his boxers, letting his rock hard penis free. Before he knew what was happening, she had him on his back. She gently bit his neck, replying to his shiver by grinding her wetness on his penis. She kissed down his chest, biting his stomach gently before taking him into her mouth. She ran her tongue up the shaft slowly, circling the head with her tongue. He let out a feral moan and her hand cupped his balls. Her mouth was so hot on his throbbing member, he wanted to explode in her mouth. His hips matched her rhythm and brought him so close to the edge. He pulled away from her and them over. Their eyes locked and she could see the lust in his.

She wrapped her legs around his back, pulling him closer. He teased her, just pushing the head in a few times before thrusting deep into her. She was so wet and tight around him, he wanted this feeling to last forever. He set a slow pace, going long and deep, savoring her every moan. His eyes did not leave hers, he needed to see her love for him. The first few thrusts felt like he'd been ripping her apart, she never expected him to be so big. She dug her nails into his back and he stilled for a moment to let her adjust to his size. She kissed him and smiled, he continued his movements, adding pressure from his fingers to her clit. He could feel her quiver on his throbbing penis, he drove faster knowing she was close. He wanted to let his control fade, but he wanted to make sure of her pleasure first. Feeling her muscles contract, he stilled prolonging the waves that swept through her body. She arched to him and he trailed kisses down her neck. Once she settled he thrust deeper, drawing his own orgasm closer. Her legs tightened around him as he moaned her name, filling her with his hot seed.

Collapsing on top of her, he let himself drift in the euphoric afterglow. Knowing his weight was becoming uncomfortable he withdrew and lay along side her. She felt his arms wrap around her and snuggled closer.

"You're all mine," he said

"I love you Jack."

"I love you too, sleep now love".