Thanks a lot for the review so far guys. Finally, last part ... enjoy.

Personal Disclaimer: I will never do what Jack's going to do to another human being ... in six months time. After that, well, who knows? *eg*


Jack crackled his knuckles at the sight of Kiddy. He was going to enjoy scaring the shit out of the kid.

"Daniel. Something I can help you with?"

"Stay where you are for a now," Daniel instructed him.

"Whatever you say."

Daniel turned to face Kiddy. "Now, I'm going to ask you the same question again. If I don't like the answer, Jack will take one step forward. And once he reaches you ..."

Jack felt a momentary pride; Daniel was an excellent student. He mastered the art of blackmail to a 'T'.

"So, let's start again, shall we? Tell me what Kinsey wants from you." Daniel voice was level and indifferent.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Jack took a step forward. Kiddy went paler.

"I see. What about the $40,000 in your account?" Daniel continued the questioning.

"It was inheritance from a distance aunt. I swear."

Jack took another step forward.

"Oh. Why the secrecy?" Daniel kept on going smoothly.

"I'm doing it to avoid tax."

Jack reduced his distance again. There were only around a couple steps left before he could actually reach the scared kid. He had to admit that the kid was quite resilient. He hadn't spilled anything yet. However, Jack knew that it was partly because of SG-1's reputation, and their unquestionable honor. Kiddy relied on SG-1's conscience. He knew that they wouldn't do anything damaging to him. Well, at least not physically. The kid might be witless, but he was smart. Too damn smart.

With the evidence that they had in their hand SG-1 could send Kiddy to jail, but it wouldn't do them any good. They needed to know what kind of intelligence Kiddy had been feeding to Kinsey so that they could prepare themselves when the senator decided to use the information. That was why Jack arranged for this 'unofficial' interrogation.

Daniel looked at him and smiled. "If I'm judging correctly, you have two questions left before Jack gets his hands on you. Don't you know that he could inflict pain just by pressing certain point in your body? Knowing how impatient Jack is, I wouldn't put it beyond him to get to you in one step. I know how much he wants to teach you a lesson."

"Please, I know nothing."

Casually, Jack took another step forward.

"Why did you do that for?" Kiddy watched in disbelief. "Doctor Jackson hasn't even asked a question yet."

He ignored the young man.

"Now, like I said," Daniel interrupted. "One more step and that's it. This is your last chance, Kid. What does Kinsey want from you?"

"I don't know."

Daniel took off his glasses and wiped it with the tail of his shirt. "Wrong answer.'" He put it on again and walked away from him. "Have fun, Jack."

"Oh, don't worry. I will."

Jack stared down at the man on the chair. Oh, the endless possibilities of the things that he could do to him.

"So," he said in his most dangerous voice. "You think you can mess with us and get away with it, do you? Think again kid."

Jack pulled out something from his pocket, a small clear bottle with white powder in it. "Do you know what *this* is?"

"No." Kiddy's high pitch voice was the answer.

"This is what's going to make you suffer beyond reason." Jack's eyes went cold.

He took out a latex glove from his other pocket and put it on. Luckily for him, Kiddy only wore sweatpants. He pulled the elastic band on the waist from the front.



He ignored the shock horror exclamation of his teammates. "When will the two of you learn to trust me?" he grunted in a mock disappointment.

He looked down and was grateful to find that Kiddy went commando tonight. Opening the bottled skillfully with the hand that hold it, he sprinkled the content inside the sweatpants generously and let go of the elastic band almost immediately.

"It'll take a few minutes for the stuff to work. Come on guys, let's go outside. Teal'c has some donuts to share." He took of the latex glove and carefully wrapped the empty bottle with it.

"Are you sure that he'll be alright?" Daniel asked carefully.

"Yup. Let him suffer alone."


"Do you think it's some kind of self-defense mechanism? After all, if he was out cold, there wasn't much that we could do to him."


Daniel and Sam went back inside the room to find out that their prisoner was once again in la-la land.

"I could understand him fainting out for the first three, but how can he faint from this one?" Daniel was baffled.

"How would I know?" Sam was equally bewildered. "It was only an itch powder and we were only gone for an hour."

"Only Jack could use itch powder as a torture tool." His voice was full of admiration.

"And to think that we doubt him earlier." The respect was clear.

"Anyhow. Do you know how we'll wake him up this time?"

"Let's see. Cold water, smell, and pain," Sam recited the past technique. "Did we miss anything?"


"Too complicated."


"His eyes are closed, Daniel."


"Sound is good."

"What kind of sound?"

"Loud, annoying sound."

"How loud and how annoying?"

"Loud enough to wake the dead and annoying enough to make you scream."

"Okay. What about the neighbors?"

"We're in the middle of nowhere. There are no neighbors. Besides, I think this basement is insulated. Although it's not 100% soundproof, it'll dampen down any noise considerably."

"Oh. Alright."

"Do you have anything in mind?"

"Why don't we check our supply bag, see if we can find something."

They searched the bag, and in a few minutes they found something that neither one of them could believe was there.

Daniel whistled in appreciation. "Jack was prepared, wasn't he?" His eyes approving the item that Sam held in her hand.

"I couldn't even imagine what he had in mind when he bought this."

"Well, one thing that he's not is predictable."


"On the other hand, he's like a boy scout. Always prepared for anything."

"Whatever works. I'm not complaining."

"Neither am I."

Sam rummaged though the bag again and found a lighter. "Do you want to do the honor?" She threw it to Daniel, who caught it straight away.

"I'm so exited. I haven't done this in a long time."

"Daniel, stop being so dramatic. Lighting up a firecracker is like riding a bike. You never forget how."


The rapid and loud crackling noise woke him up from his deep slumber.

"What the..." Trevor automatic response was overpowered by the sound. He wished to protect his ears but he couldn't move his hands. A few second passed before he could finally hear silence. His eardrums were in pain.

"That was loud. Even though I covered my ears, I could still hear it noticeably."

"Have to ask Jack where he got that stuff. Might need that someday."

"Knowing him, the colonel probably got it from somewhere dodgy."

"You know what? I think you have a valid point."

Trevor groaned as he heard the voices of a man and a woman who had been playing the lead role in his nightmare as well as the real world tonight.

"Dr. Kid," Major Carter called him. "Aren't you tired of this game?"

Dr. Jackson backed her up. "Tell us everything. And we'll let you go. We have no real interest in you."

"I know nothing," Trevor denied relentlessly.

"You know what?" the major asked him. "This is way passed my bed time. I bet my Dad won't be happy to know that you're the reason why I'm not sleeping yet. What do you think, Daniel?"

"I think Jacob will be so pissed that Selmac will have to take over completely."

"Do you think so?"

Dr. Jackson nodded. Trevor watched the by-play with dread. Jacob/Selmac was a force to be recon with. And, he was in completely different league than SG-1. But, so far, he had survived their ordeal; surely it couldn't get any worse.


"Last chance, Kid. And I mean it." Major Carter crossed her arms in front of her chest and tapped her foot on the floor impatiently.

"If you don't talk now, we're just going to leave you to Jacob's mercy," Jackson clued him up further. He had no doubt that the two doctors in front of him would do just that. He needed some time to think of a plan so that he could survive this trial in one piece.

"Jeez, I didn't think that you would be so stubborn," Carter said when he didn't say a word. "That's it. I'm done here. Come on, Daniel. Let Dad finish this. I can't be bothered anymore."

"You have no objection from me," Jackson agreed whole-heartedly.


"Dad, your turn," Sam said as soon as she exited the basement. Daniel followed closely behind her.

"Jacob, remember not to attack him like a bulldozer. He faints easily," Daniel warned. "Warm him up little by little, make sure that he gets used to the idea first before you actually do anything to him."

Jacob snorted. "Daniel, don't mind me. I know exactly what I'm going to do." With that, he disappeared into the room.

Unwillingly, Sam yawned. Her hand covered her open mouth. "Sorry," she apologized. "I'm tired."

"Working hard again, are you?" The colonel warned her, "What did I say about spending hours in your lab?"

She replied with her smile.

"Do you think he'll talk?" Daniel popped out the question.

Sam shrugged her shoulder and sauntered to the direction of the colonel, dumping her tired body on the sofa right next to him. "Dad knows how to deal with this kind of thing. He'll sing like a canary."

"Indeed," Teal'c concurred. "JacobCarter is a man of experience. He will prevail."

"Jacob has a leverage that none of us have." The colonel smiled.

"What is it?" Daniel asked.

"He has Selmac."

She stared at her CO dubiously. "What have you done?" She didn't make any attempt to cover her accusation. "Sir," she added after an after thought.

"Me?" His innocent look only confirmed her doubt.

"Give it up, Jack." Daniel laughed. "We know that you're up to something."

"That is true, O'Neill. I too, have observed that you are concealing something." Teal'c supported his other teammates.

"You guys need to learn to trust me more, you know that."

"It is not a matter of trust. We have a full confidence in you," Teal'c stated. "We only wish that you are willing to disclose your plan to us."

"Come on, Sir. You know that you can't win against an argument like that." Sam chuckled at him. Teal'c's little speech had left him wordless.

"That's right, Jack. Tell us," Daniel encouraged.

Colonel O'Neill sighed. "Very well. I'll let you guys in on a little secret. I didn't actually say anything to Jacob. I merely pointed out the fact that Jacob *is* an ambassador."


"What is it got to do with this?"

He continued. "I might have suggested, well, not actually suggesting, more like implying really. Maybe implying is not the accurate description, I was just --"

"Sir," she cut his tirade.


"You're stalling," she told him.

"I am not."

"Yes, you are," Daniel joined the disagreement.

"Am not."

"Are too."

"I'm not," the colonel insisted.

"Teal'c, tell him that he is stalling."

"Indeed you are, O'Neill."

"Thank you, Teal'c."

"You are most welcome, DanielJackson."

The colonel only glared at the two culprits who teamed up against him.

"Fine. Fine. I only said to Jacob that in *his* position, he could get away with murder if he wanted to."

Sam jumped to her father's defense straight away. "Dad wouldn't do something like that."

"I know that. You know that. But, Kiddy doesn't know that, does he? For all he cares, Jacob is your overprotective father," he explained. "He's a smart kid. He knew that we couldn't and wouldn't do too much damage to him. But your father is a different story. And, he has Selmac by his side too."

"I see." Daniel seemed to see through his plan. "You knew from the start that Kid wouldn't give us any information. But Jacob could get it from him."

The colonel didn't correct Daniel's assessment.

"Then, why didn't you just send Jacob in from the start?" Daniel inquired.

"And miss all this fun?" she replied in his behalf. "You know the colonel as well as I do. He wouldn't miss the chance to inflict pain on others just like that."

He glanced at her. "Anything wrong with that?"


Jack found her sitting on the patio.

"Hey." He moved closer and sat next to her. "Something on your mind?"

She titled her head slightly. "Just need the fresh air, that's all."

"Teal'c checked on Jacob just now. He said Kiddy's breaking down as we speak. He's telling Jacob everything at this moment," he updated her with the most recent development. His eyes scanned the wood around them instinctively, looking for any sign of danger. Located deep inside a mountain, isolated from the civilization, the house that they were at belonged to one of his old friends.. That was why he chose it on the first place.

She was not surprised. "That's good."

"Yeah, it's good."

The sound of crickets filled the night as the moon hid shyly behind a thin cloud. Having her around him did funny things to him, Jack mused. He knew she was still uncomfortable with the fact that they were now married, not that he could blame her. It spooked him too, the simple truth that now he could actually *did* something about his feeling.

He dealt it the best that he could. By treating her like usual, without any indifference. Even though he wanted more, he knew that he should wait until the time is right. Not that it stopped him from teasing her about it. Because that was what Colonel O'Neill would do to Major Carter.


Distracted, she turned her head to face him. "Yes?"

"I have something for you." He pulled something out from his jacket's pocket and handed it to her; a small black velvet box that warmed the palm of his hand.

He saw her finger trembled slightly as she took it from his hand, he couldn't judge whether it was from the cold or something else. Her face was unreadable when she opened the box and saw what was inside.

"It's beautiful," she praised the piece of jewelry.

He knew that it was now or never. "I know it's nothing much. But, I'd be honored if you would have it." Her face was back to facing him again. "It's the least that I could do."

He was temporarily stunned when she embraced him unexpectedly, wrapping her arms around him tightly. He returned the hug without hesitation.

"Thank you," she whispered.

He replied by kissing the top of her head. It felt so right to hold her in his arm like this, and he found himself feeling optimistic about the future. *Their* future.

When he first found out about their marriage, he was terrified of losing her; fearing that this would create a rift between them. But, to his relief, she was as scared as he was; and for the same reason too. So, he did something, which he hated to do.

He sat down and talked about it with her; trying to combine their heads together to come up with the best solution. And, he was glad that he did it, because he discovered that he could move forward now. They decided that it was best not to rush thing and let it progress on its own speed. There were no declaration of love, and yet he couldn't be more contented.

There was why he gave her the ring, as a promise and a reminder that there are more to come.




The two men stood face to face to each other, the wormhole shimmering behind them. Jacob was on his way back to the Tok'ra's current base. His daughter and Hammond were standing down the ramp.

"Thanks for all your help," Jack said.

"I didn't do it for you," he coolly replied. He might have accepted him, but it didn't mean that he was happy about it.

They managed to get everything out of Kid; including everything that he had been feeding Kinsey. That was all that mattered for now.

"That's okay. I'll take it as my wedding present anyway." Jack smirked.

He resisted the urge to punch the other man squarely on the jaw. "I'm not amused."

Jack shrugged. "I didn't expect you to be."

Accepting defeat, Jacob did what he did best. Intimidate. "Do something to her that I don't like, and I'll make sure that you'll be sorry you were ever born."

The smile on Jack's face was gone, replaced by something intense. "Jacob, I won't let her go." He was serious. "Not even if I have to fight you for it."

Ironically, he found himself admiring the man in front of him.

"Good. Take care of her for me," he asked reluctantly. Selmac had been lecturing him about his attitude towards the colonel.

"You know I will," Jack answered as a matter of fact.

He nodded and started to walk into the wormhole.

'Don't sulk, Jacob,' his symbiote chided him gently.

'I do not sulk,' he disagreed.

'Yes, you do. Think about the grandchildren that Samantha will be able to give you now.'

Jacob shuddered inwardly. 'That's what I am afraid of.'

'What are you afraid of?' Selmac inquired.

'Imagine a kid with Sam's look and Jack's personality. I don't think I could survive that. The child will kill me faster than any Goa'uld.'

'Ah.' His symbiote was sympathetic to the fate that awaited them.

As he stepped inside the blue puddle of horizontal water, Jacob muttered, 'And knowing those two, I don't think I'll have to wait for long.'

* The End *

Note: If everything goes smoothly, this story will be the first installment of my new series, titled 'Love and Marriage'. I think there are limitless potential and plot bunnies to be explored from Sam and Jack unexpected marriage. What do you think? *g*

Any review or feedback are greatly appreciated.