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Lorne laughs softly. "I still think I'm the lucky one," he says, kissing Jack again.

Jack kisses him, then pulls away. "I think we should get back to the city," he says softly. "I want to go to bed with you."

Lorne smiles and turns back to the front of the jumper. "Yes, sir."

Jack moves back to his chair and leans his chin on his hand as they lift off.

Lorne decides not to take his time. He pushes the jumper to full capacity, speeding around the planet until they're over the city before re-entering the atmosphere.

Jack inhales at the sight of the city coming over the horizon and he reaches for Lorne's hand again--one more squeeze before they have to behave themselves again.

Lorne squeezes his hand and brings it to his lips to kiss it, smiling over at him as they fly over the city towards the bay.

"I'm sorry I get so melancholy," he says quietly. "It's hard not to, sometimes."

"You don't have to apologize. I'm sure I'll get melancholy sometimes too." He lets go of Jack's hand to guide the jumper into its berth.

Jack folds his hands together, sighing when the jumper glides into place. "It was beautiful," he says again. "Thank you for taking me."

"You're welcome, darlin'," Lorne says, smiling at him. "I'm glad you got to fly again."

Jack reaches over and scruffs his fingers through Lorne's hair.

Lorne laughs and takes Jack's hand, standing and pulling Jack to his feet. "C'mon, you."

Jack follows him, pulling him close for a moment for another kiss.

Lorne kisses him back, holding him close just for a bit. "We should clean up a bit before we go," he whispers, pulling back to pick up the blanket and start folding it.

"Yes, of course." He gathers up banana peels and lunch bags.

Lorne stows the blanket back in its bin and takes the garbage from Jack, tossing it into a convenient trash receptacle. "Ready?"

"I'm ready." Jack takes a deep breath and lets it out.

Lorne kisses him quickly one last time and hits the button to open the rear hatch.

Jack shoves his hands into this pockets to keep from taking Lorne's hand again and follows him down the ramp.

Lorne takes them past the security sergeant again, saying, "You can put her back in rotation any time. Looks like Zelenka got the problem fixed," as they pass and heading for the nearest transporter.

Jack manages to keep from chuckling until they're in the transporter. "We can't excuse the dishevelment by saying we were flying with the windows down."

Lorne smirks at him. "All sorts of things could happen in a jumper. We could have gone to the mainland and played football with the kids." He touches the screen for the transporter nearest his quarters.

"We should do that sometime." He rocks back on his heels.

"Next time," Lorne says as the door opens again, then takes off down the hall toward his quarters at a brisk walk.