Jack parked his truck in the small compound beside his house and quickly went in making himself ready. He chucked his shoes by the door and threw his socks in the laundry basket. He was well aware that men in socks and boxers were so not sexy, and he spent most of the time padding round his house barefooted anyway. He was just contemplating lighting a fire when he heard Sam pull in. He opened the door for her and she walked into his house.

"Sam?" He questioned as she stood watching him.

"Jack, I've loved you for nine years and suddenly I can b with you. It's just a little overwhelming. Oh General Sheehan gave SG-1 two weeks off. He told us while you were chatting to the President after your promotion. You want to go fishing?" Sam asked. Jack shook his head and Sam stared at him in shock.

"As much as I would like to take you up to the cabin, I'd love for you to meet the rest of my family."

"Aren't they in the Caribbean?" Sam asked

"Yeah, Mum and Dad have a huge villa out there. We'll only go if you want to."

"Jack I really want to meet your family but not yet if that's okay. I'm getting used to the idea of having you so I don't really want to share you yet."

"That's okay." Jack said smiling. "I'm sure you'll get a chance to meet everyone."

"So what do you want to do? I have two weeks to get to know you."

"Well, I have a private plane at my disposal, an island in Hawaii, far too much money and a very beautiful fiancée. How does two weeks on a private Island in Hawaii sound?" Sam gasped.

"It sound's fantastic."

"Good, we'll head over to the main land a few times, so I can show you off, but the rest of the time will be spent relaxing."

"That sounds wonderful Jack, when can we leave?"

"Now." He replied. Sam smiled.

"I'll have to get some stuff first."

"That's cool. I'll pick you up at your place in an hour." He replied. Sam smiled and turned to leave, but thought better of it and virtually launched herself into his arms. The kiss was passionate and primal, neither one of them could get close enough to the other. Hands roved over each other's bodies. Jack nearly howled when Sam deftly managed to undo his flies, slip a hand inside his trousers and boxers and wrap said hand around his shaft. She had easily managed to cover her little fingernail with her thumb around Pete's shaft, but could only just get the two digits to meet around Jack's. Jack pulled away and removed her hand from his trousers.

"Sam you carry on like that and I'm going to take you against the wall. I'm not having out first time against the wall. We can christen my walls another time okay." Sam pouted but reluctantly agreed. Jack smiled and tidied himself up. He kissed her softly and said

"Hurry home a pack okay." Sam smiled and stroked his face before heading out to her car. Jack shook of the testosterone rush and willed his erection to go down. When it dutifully refused he growled and carried on with what he was doing. He quickly packed a bag and took a five minute shower, before re-dressing and calling Conrad, the pilot of Jack's private jet. Not only was Jack's family large, they were also all multi-billionaires. The money was old money that had been passed down over many generations. Because the money was so old, the family had become lords several generations ago, but due to the fact that he lived in America he was unable to claim his title as Lord O'Neill. The rest of his family were also Lords. The O'Neill family were very influential in Jack home in Ireland. He might have been born in Chicago and raised in Minnesota for a year, but he was Irish through and through. When pushed he put on a perfect Irish accent, and would normally slip into his native language without even noticing it. Most of the Irish Citizens who spoke Irish were Catholics, but Jack's family were protestant. He shook his head, and glanced at his watch, it was ten to midnight. He grabbed his bag and the keys to his truck and he slipped his sock less feet into a pair of loafers before leaving the house. He quickly drove over to Sam's she was sat on her doorstep waiting for him. She threw her bag on the back seat of his truck and climbed in next to him. He greeted her with a passionate kiss. She smiled and snuggled against his side.