First Kiss

Sam hated missions like this. She hadn't meant to lose her footing, If Vala hadn't been so intent on teasing Daniel she would've noticed they'd stopped and wouldn't have knocked Sam off balance. Before Sam knew what had happened the cold hit her, so cold she could barely breathe, but she managed to haul herself out of the river, with a little help from a wayward branch and a surprisingly strong Archaeologist.

Even dripping wet Sam had been ready to wipe the smirk from Cam's face, which she had expected to see after all the jabs to him about losing his pants. All she saw in those hypnotic blue eyes of his, was concern and something, although exciting, she couldn't quite place.

"We're heading back guys, she's soaked through" announced Cam, holding her gaze. So after protestations from Vala, Daniel and even Sam herself, they headed back to the Gate

Cam had found Sam in her quarters after she was cleared by the medical staff.

"Just checking to make sure you're ok, Sam"

She sat on her bed, knees drawn up to her chin, arms wrapped around her legs, her teeth chattering, unable to get warm. Taking one of her hands, rubbing it with both of his, he said softly "C'mon, I'm taking you home"

Sam could only nod her agreement to his suggestion in response, unable to speak for shivering, and allowed him to pull her to her feet.

She'd managed to warm up a little in his car on the way to her house, still wrapped in the blanket he'd draped around her shoulders, but she had fumbled with her keys and they fell to the floor.

"I'm cold, Cam" she whispered as he bent to pick up the house keys.

"I know, lets get you inside" he replied, unlocking the door and guiding Sam through.

"Now you" pointing at her "sit there, while I run you a hot bath and fix you something warm to drink"

Sam watched as he strode toward the bathroom while she curled up on the sofa.

Some time later, while soaking, listening to Cam pottering round in her kitchen, Sam decided, looking at her prune-fingers, maybe it was time to get out of the bath.

"Oh crap" she said to herself. She had little choice. "Cam?"

"What? What is it Sam?" He sounded concerned, but ever the gentleman, didn't go barging into the bathroom.

"Do you think you could bring me a towel?"

"You, uh, you mean bring you a towel? In there?"

"Well yeah"

Cam located a towel and entered the bathroom, eyes on the floor "Alright, but if you're naked I'm gonna be in therapy for…"

"Hey!" She cut him off before he could finish, "Now no peeking!" she grinned up at him from her rather suggestive position, and thought she saw a faint blush creep up his face Cam held the towel up, trying his best not to look at even an inch of Sam's bare skin.

"Up" he ordered, and she complied. He wrapped the towel around her and encircled her with his arms, lifting Sam out of the bath and onto the mat in front of him with ease. He stood holding her, rubbing her back. He pressed a kiss to her hair, and a second to her neck just below her ear.

Whether it was the realisation of what he'd just done or an attempt to control the yearning building inside of him. Something made him pull away from her, leaving her feeling curiously disappointed. She opened her eyes and saw he was, this time, blushing for sure, rubbing the nape of his neck. Cam motioned towards the door "I should…." Almost tripping over himself as he left.

Sam went to her bedroom, slipped on her robe and went in search of Cam. She found him leaning against the kitchen worktop, back to the door, half drunk coffee by his side.

"Cam?" she said.

"Sam, I don't…" he began, turning to face her.

"Thank you" she interrupted, placing a hand on his arm.

"Huh? For what?"

"For taking care of me. For being here"

He drew her into a hug, chin resting on her shoulder "Always, you know that, but I really should get going"

"Okay. I'll see you tomorr…" she said, pulling away from his embrace, looking at him with annoyed realisation. He raised an eyebrow, Sam responded "My car's still at the SGC"

He chuckled, "I'd already planned on swinging by to take you to breakfast"

She grinned in acceptance and anticipation, walking him to her front door, already planning on hash browns. She went to kiss him on the cheek, but their lips met as Cam had leaned in for a kiss of his own. Sam hesitated for a moment, but sensing Cam tense and start to pull away, she reached up to cup his face with her hands, extending and deepening the previously tender kiss. The broke apart, breathless.

"Wow" said Cam, forehead resting on hers, as she caressed his cheek. He took hold of her hand, and kissed her palm, making her insides flutter. He searched her eyes, laughing softly when he saw a wanton desire he'd never before seen in her.

"Cameron Mitchell, you need to go. Now, or who knows where this'll lead"

"Get some sleep" then he laughed more heartily, shaking his head "Always second best to sleep"

"And breakfast" she countered, opening her front door.

"I'll see you" kissing her chastely "At 0700"

She closed the door behind him, leaning back against it, smiling to herself. Sam sighed, headed to bed; she was sure she would have sweet dreams tonight.