Chasing The Wind

Four days later Teal’c and Sgt. Green were still tailing Pete on every case he pulled. There had been nothing to cause them worry so far. Everything seemed like normal everyday police work. It seemed that Kinsey had given up his investigation. The President’s staff had not been able to find anything that indicated he was still working it.

General Hammond was not convinced. He’d never trusted men like Kinsey; he knew what they were capable of. And Kinsey, being one of the worst, was in bed with the part of the NID that wasn’t exactly working above board. In fact they had strayed so far off the legal paths of the agency that they operated as a completely separate entity but used the real NID as a cover.

Hammond had hard evidence which Jack and Harry Maybourne obtained from Kinsey’s own home computer when Kinsey tried to blackmail him to get him out of the SGC. Hammond had it hidden away just waiting for the right person to trust with the damning information or to keep as a defense against Kinsey’s dirty hands getting control of the SGC.

Pete and his partner Jim were tracking down informants to aid in their apprehension of a prominent city leader suspected as top level involvement in drug dealing in the metro area of Denver.

It was a good thing that General Hammond had assigned Teal’c this particular SF, Sgt. Green, since he was not only ex-black ops but also from Denver. Teal’c had informed General Hammond that he was only familiar with the areas his friends resided in Colorado Springs. Teal’c hadn’t known that Pete worked in Denver or that they would be following him through every back street in the worst sections of Denver, a city that he’d not driven in before.

Green and Teal’c had worked well together from the get go. Green reminded Teal’c of a young O’Neill. He was sharp and didn’t miss a thing when they were trailing the detectives. He had eagle eyes and seemed to memorize his surroundings. Teal’c had been impressed with him when he’d first meet him, but now he was sure he was a great warrior in the same class as O’Neill. He was tough and strong; a big muscular guy of at least six feet three inches, as tall as Teal’c.

They were parked down the street from an abandoned building waiting for the detectives to talk to one of their informants. The building was ratty and falling down in places. No one else was on the street, but for some reason both Teal’c and Green had an uneasy feeling about this place. They both were on alert with eyes scanning constantly, silently searching out any possible threat.

Pete’s informant called earlier stating that he had hard information on an influential drug lord that they could use to lead them to a possible arrest and a break in a large drug ring. But he insisted that Pete and Jim meet him here where there was no possibility for anyone to see them together. Teal’c and Sgt. Green had followed them at a distance so that no one was aware of their presence but the detectives.

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Sam sat on the stool at her work bench. Jack was seated on the other side watching her, his fingers tapping constantly. She was busy but she was still well aware of his presence and he was getting on her nerves. It was hard for her to be in the same room and not be able to touch him.

They had decided to stay on base since the general’s demand that they wait to see each other even though they were on down time. Jack also felt that Sam would be safe here. Teal’c was out trailing the detectives and Daniel was still working on translating his beloved tablet found on Px1-951 a few days ago.

“Sir! Please stop tapping,” Sam snapped. She was trying to concentrate but it was impossible, with him so near and his constant fidgeting she couldn’t keep her mind on her work.

”Carter?” He questioned with one eye quirked Teal’c like and a puzzled look on his face. He watched her expression change as he called her name.

“I’m sorry. It’s just that I want…”

“I know.” He interrupted. “So do I, Carter, so do I.” He smiled at her and her face light up enough to make him have to shift in his seat. “Don’t look at me that way, Carter.”

“What way, sir?” She smirked at him.

Jack moved from the stool and stood behind her placing his hands on her shoulders. The camera was on but it didn’t pick up sound. He didn’t allow his fingers to linger on her. “You know what way, Sam.” He whispered. “It’s been too long since I had you alone. I can’t be responsible. Want you too much.” He moved back to the other side of the table and waited for her response his eyes never leaving her face.

Sam’s face was flushed and she didn’t seem to be able to find her voice, her head was down and her eyes closed. “I want you too, Jack.” She whispered. “But we promised General Hammond.” She said raising her head; eyes filled with desire looked into his.

Jack’s breathing became hard almost as if he was having trouble taking in air. Fire lit his eyes and he had to look away from her. “Damn it!” He exclaimed as he walked around her lab.

Sam took in a deep breath and spoke softly just above a whisper. “Jack, there’s a large storage closet on level 11 that no one uses.” She waited for his reply she could feel the wheels turning in his mind as he processed what she just said.

“Storage closet? That’s the level between NORAD and the SGC isn’t it? Nothing on that level but the SGC check in station.” His face was shining with anticipation as he waited for her to answer. This had to be all her idea. He would never push her into anything anywhere but especially on base. No matter how much he wanted just to kiss her.

“It is. There’s no camera close to that closet. Not much traffic on that level.” She said looking directly into his eyes. Jack knew he either had to leave her or take her somewhere he could touch her, because after four days he’d reached his limit without her in his arms. He couldn’t believe how hard it had become to keep his hands off her when he’d spent the last seven years doing just that.

But having tasted her sweetness and held her so intimately gave him such a strong longing to do it again and again. Only they’d both told Hammond they would hold off until this situation was cleared. He just hadn’t known that obeying that command was to prove impossible. Neither had Sam. But there was no danger of Kinsey’s detectives knowing anything about them on base anyway. And even if they had spies at the SGC, they wouldn’t be looking on level 11. As usual Sam was a genius.

“You've been thinking about this?” He asked softly, but she didn’t answer. She never even looked at him again. She had thought about this so much that she’d searched out the least used part of the base. She felt confident that no one would be on that floor but them.

“In half an hour?” He asked as he walked toward the door but he never looked back. He would force her to answer with actions because he couldn’t trust himself if she said no. She wouldn’t would she? After all she suggested it.

Sam said nothing. Jack left going immediately to level 11. He could wait all day if necessary.

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Hammond was on the red phone listening with a hard look on his face. After what felt like an hour but in reality had only been a few minutes he asked, “You think he’ll have this detective following them? All of them, Shanahan too?”

“George, you know as well as I do that Kinsey is a snake. Of course he will. This PI, this Ben Keen, has been brought in for questioning on more than one illegal job. He has a large staff on his payroll. Not all of them with clean records either. But what Kinsey doesn’t know is that we’re on to him. And George you have no idea how we found out.”

“That’s a fact, Mr. President. I don’t.”

“Good, don’t ask. But I’m thinking the PI will make a move soon. You keep O’Neill and Carter on base, that’s two less my people have to worry about and with Teal’c and Green and my people in place, we’ll nail Keen. I just pray there’s enough to catch Kinsey in his own trap. But I’ve had so much on him before and he always seems to slip right through the net. But he’ll stop this bull crap if his PI gets caught. One thing he’s not is stupid, an arrogant, conniving, and a self righteous, pompous ass, yes.”

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Jack got off the elevator at level 12 and used the back stairs to take him to level 11. This set of stairs stopped on level 11 for security reasons. The stairs leading to the top levels were stationed next to the elevators at the SGC check in. The check in was at the elevator down this corridor and around two twists of corridors so it was impossible for anyone to see him. He knew Sam would think of this if he did.

He hated having to sneak around with her. He really didn’t want it this way. But he had to hold her, kiss her, and be able to just show her he loved her. Their feelings for each other were still to new and raw. It was impossible for them to be together so much and not be able to touch the other in some way.

Jack straightened up the closet and cleaned it somewhat, at least the area he intended to use. There were several chairs in the closet and rows of standing shelves. He moved the chairs behind the shelves to make it hard to see the spot he’d picked out for them to sit.

There was a light and a fan installed in the ceiling, but he didn’t want to keep them on. There were no offices on this floor. It served more as a buffer between the SGC and NORAD and for storage. Unless someone was bringing something for storage, there shouldn’t be anyone in the hall.

Sam stopped by her quarters and picked up several things that she thought she’d need. She placed them in a box and labeled the box ‘Storage Level 11.”

Jack had been peaking out a crack in the door for hours it seemed. Although he knew it had only been five minutes. He couldn’t wait! Just to be able to kiss Sam! He heard her foot steps before he saw her so he glanced up the corridor so see if anyone was around.

Sam opened the door and set the box down. She’d made sure that no one saw her. She too had taken the stairs, but she exited the elevators on level 14 and walked the rest of the way up. She guessed that Jack would take 12 and she didn’t want to be seen by the cameras getting off on the same floor as him.

“I’m over here, gorgeous,” Jack whispered. He could see her faintly against the crack in the door. She closed the door and walked toward him still holding her box. She put it down and took out a small candle, light it and set it on the floor beside Jack.

“It’s just enough light to keep us for stumbling into something in here and making noise,” she said as she felt Jack’s hands travel over her tee-shirt covered back and up to her neck as he pulled her to his lips. Their kisses were long and hungry.

Jack kissed her lips and stroked his tongue in and out of her mouth until they were both panting, he trailed kisses up her jaw line and latched onto her sweet spot behind her ear, the one he’d found during their first love making session. Sam’s breath was hot and damp as it flowed over his neck. Her tongue leaped out to lick him each time she could reach a spot of skin, but he had her withering and moving her neck so that she had difficultly concentrating. Their anticipation felt as if it was their first time. Jack’s hands roamed her body. He’d pushed her tee and sports bra up gently caressing her smooth silky skin.

She wanted him so much. She didn’t need too much of this torture. She had been ready for him even before he touched her. She’d thought of nothing else since picking up the candles and other things from her quarters.

“Jack, I….” He kissed her again stopping her flow of words, “brought a….” Her tongue stroked into his mouth as his tongue left her mouth. He groaned deep within his chest and pulled her even tighter against the hardness of his body. She could feel him hot against her.

“……blanket… and….. ….pillow…” Her hands found his tee and pushed it up enough for her to feel his skin on hers. Sam moaned into his mouth and he crushed her lips with repeated hard demanding kisses.

Jack pulled away enough to see her face framed in the soft candle light. “God you’re so beautiful, Sam. How did I ever go so long without touching you? I must be some kind of fool!”

“Don’t say that. It’s just the way it is. It’s not anything we did or didn’t do. Let’s just enjoy what we have and not go dwelling on the past.” She begged with her eyes.

He reached for the blanket that Sam left on top of the box, spread it out on the floor and then threw the pillow on top. “Gonna be hard.” He whispered as he pulled her down on both knees and stripped her top and bra over her head.

“You promise.” Lights of laughter, love and desire filled her eyes even in the soft low candle light.

Jack grinned, “I meant the floor.” Reaching for her pants he unsnapped the buttons and slowly gently slipped them down her long legs. Sam shivered as his hands barely touched the silky skin of her thighs. He reached for her panties and with both thumbs slowly slipped them down. He gently pushed her back, untied her boots and pulled them and the rest of her clothing off her body.

Then he removed his own clothes so fast that Sam didn’t realize he had until she felt his naked body cover her, his lips capturing hers. He trailed hot kisses down her neck and over her collar bone then downward. Sam felt thrills of desire travel through her over and over with each kiss. “Jack,” she moaned.

He raised his head enough to see her faint reflection in the flickering candle light. “Shhh, baby. Remember where we are.”

“Then stop and just…” He moved up her body and swallowed her words with his mouth as he kissed her deeply and filled her body with his.

“Sam,” he groaned. “God, Sam. This feels so good, so right.” Jack locked eyes with her and before long they were both falling hard over the edge and clinging to the other’s damp body.

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The President’s staff had also sent a team to keep Shanahan on a short lease. Only Teal’c and Green were aware of their participation.

Pete and Jim got out of the patrol car and moved slowly with guns drawn toward the door of the building. Pete stopped on one side of the door and stood with his gun drawn pointing toward the unopened door as Jim kicked it open.

It was only a few minutes until Jim voiced loudly, “Clear.” He thought he saw movement and assumed it was Nick, their informant crunched down inside the building behind a large box. “Nick,” Jim called, “you can come out now.”

Pete walked into the building looking around for Nick, but Nick was no where to be seen. Someone hit Pete from behind and quickly strapped his hands and feet together. Jim had moved toward the back of the building still looking for Nick and was not aware that there was someone else in the building.

“Nick, where’re you hiding? Come out, damn it. We don’t have all day, man.” Jim’s voice was loud and echoed off the end of the large open warehouse. A sudden movement caught his attention and he stopped dead still, his gun raised and his eyes stalking out the shadows. “Pete?” He called, but Pete was out cold and now the man that hit him was slowly moving through the building advancing toward Jim.

“Pete? Where the hell are you?” There were only a few very small windows in the top of the walls of the warehouse and it was dark and filled with old crates and boxes that caused shadows and dark places all through the warehouse.

By now Jim was worried about Pete and he reasoned that Nick was no where to be found. But suddenly a movement to his right caught his attention and he found Nick, only he was tied and gagged. Jim could tell he was scared out of his mind. Nick kept moving his eyes toward the left wall trying to warn Jim, but it was too late. The blunt end of a pistol met with full force to the back of his head and he went out like a light.

The man made quick work of tying his hands and feet together and gagging his mouth too. Two others moved from behind the shadows and placed Pete, Jim and Nick in a row with their backs leaning against the boxes. Both Pete and Jim were still unconscious.

“What now, boss?” One of the men asked. He was a short, stocky, red faced man with red balding hair. The other two were much taller and well built. Neither of them weighed as much as the short guy and both were dark skinned and dark haired.

“Now we wait until they wake up and we get some answers,” replied the one that the red faced man called boss.

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