"Jack"
When she didn't get a response she rolled over as best she could with his heavy weight against her back.
"Jack"
He moaned in response
"Answer the phone Jack"
"How do you know it's mine?"
"I left mine on silent"
He grumbled and flung the quilt off.
"O'Neill"
"Jack?"
"What do you want Daniel?"
"Ummm ... Well ..."
"Spit it out Daniel"
"Hockey match on Saturday ... are you still coming?"
"Daniel ... it's 5am ... leave us the hell alone"
With that he hung the phone up and dropped it back onto the floor.
"Why was he calling this early?"
"Avalanches hockey match on Saturday ... he wanted to know if we are still going"
"Sometimes I wonder if that man ever sleeps"
Jack just grumbled a little more and wrapped an arm around her waist. The last few years had been difficult. Sam had transferred to Atlantis, he had gone to the Pentagon and then they had both transferred back to SGC. In that time they had dated, got engaged and married.
It wasn't like anyone wasn't expecting it. The engagement had been well received, Cassie had visited to help plan the wedding, Daniel, Teal'c and Cam had all agreed to be joint best men and Vala had been delighted when she had been asked to be Sam's Maid of Honour.
The wedding had been the event of the year with esteemed guests including the President of the United States, the Joint Chiefs and other alien dignitaries.
"I don't have any plans for the day ... do you?"
Jack shook his head, trying to fall back asleep.
"Well how about we head up to the cabin for a few days then?"
Again he just nodded.
Sam giggled and tucked herself closer to him, her head resting in the crook of his neck.
"No giggling Colonel"
"Well it can't be helped when my husband turns into a mute"
He opened one eye and spared her a glance.
"How about we get back to this discussion in a few hours ... when the rest of the world is awake"
She giggled again.
"Sam I swear ... if you don't stop giggling ..."
"You'll what Jack?"
"I'll ..."
"Yesssssssssss"
"I'll tickle you into submission"
"You'd have to catch me first"
She flung the quilt off her side of the bed and made to spring out when he wrapped both arms around her waist and dragged her back.
"I may be old ... but I'm still pretty nippy"
"You were just prepared"
He pulled her against his chest and rolled over until he had her pinned underneath him.
"I think Sam ... that I have the advantage here"
...
When the sun finally rose later that morning, it found the couple asleep, limbs entangled. Sam woke first, the sun peeking through her curtains stroking her face. She blinked and lifted her head, just enough to look up at her sleeping husband.
It had always amazed her as to how peaceful he looked when he slept.
The lines caused by stress and worry and age (not that she would ever tell him that) just seemed to fall away.
She ran a hand through the silver hair that had been the focus of so many of her dreams before they had married.
"Stop staring at me"
She smiled.
He opened his eyes and smiled back at her.
He loved watching her while she slept. It had always been his favourite way of observing her.
Obviously he loved watching her work, bustling around in her lab, prepping to go off-world when the situation called for it. He loved watching her in the kitchen, cooking, cleaning or just drinking her coffee at the window. He also loved watching her work out, whether it be when they went running in the morning (if they hadn't found other strenuous activities to partake in), or when she used the weights in their home gym.
But he loved to watch her sleep.
Her hair fell past her shoulders, long and smooth, the blond lengths glistening in the morning sun. Her face relaxed, the little lines that appeared when a SGC tech broke the Stargate again vanished.
"So how about some breakfast ... then we pack?"
"Sounds good"
They lay there for a while longer, neither wanting to ruin the perfect moment.
"Oh for god's sake man, get out of bed"
"Woman ... you will be the end of me"
"We'll have to see about that"