"Yes ma'am," Jack said, grinning as he made his way back down the path to his and Sam's huts. He thought of her as Sam now, not Carter, and Jack wondered if the change had just been because they'd had sex with one another. He pushed that back though, and tried to quietly enter the hut. Special Forces training made that easy, but Sam had been well trained too.

...and she was asleep, sprawled across her bed in all her clothes and looked exhausted. Jack set the coffee and the note on the table and turned to go but something made him pause. He'd wanted to wake up beside her Tuesday morning, even if she didn't want to wake up beside him, and the sight of her vulnerable and unguarded...well. He took a liberty.

He stepped closer, lightly brushing her hair from her face and leaned down to kiss her cheek softly.

"Get some rest, Sam. Love you."

See? She couldn't protest if she was asleep. Perfect plan.