P.S. Sam, I love you

Inspired by the song 'PS, if this Austin, I love you' by Blake Shelton.
Set between season eight, right after Threads and the beginning of season nine. Spoilers up until Sam rejoins the SGC in season nine. AU fic.

A/N I don't usually write song fic but this one just fit them perfectly. Special thanks to Toomi for beta. You rock.

Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate SG-1 or any of the characters. The song is property of Blake Shelton, and I will make no profit off either.

Sam had a wonderful time at the cabin and really enjoyed the time spent with Jack. He was finally retired, and they acknowledged their feelings for each other. Unfortunately, with Teal'c and Daniel with them, there wasn't much time for anything but kissing. But, boy, could that man kiss. All her fantasies staring Jack O'Neill usually started with kissing, and her fantasies didn't compare to the real thing. His lips were so soft and velvety, and when they were pressed against hers, the tingly feeling extended down her body, right to her core. She had never felt anything like it before. Pete came in at a distant second in the kissing category.

To be honest, her feelings for Jack went much deeper than those she had felt for Pete but still she couldn't help comparing the two. Kissing Pete had been nice, but it never invoked the reactions that Jack did.

Still, Sam could not believe that Jack had not bothered to call her since she moved to Nevada. Maybe her kisses didn't affect him in the same way as his had her. She wished that they could have explored each other more while at the cabin. With getting settled in her new job, and unpacking, she hadn't had much free time either, but she didn't want to be the first one to call. So she waited, and waited.

Before she knew it, six months had passed by, and Sam was determined that her relationship with Jack would not become another regret in her life.

She had been emailing Daniel and Teal'c regularly but Jack's email address had changed, and she didn't know his new one.

Landry, the new SGC base commander, had been trying to get her to come back to the SGC. She was considering it because Cassie was doing a lot better, and she missed her old team mates. It turned out Daniel didn't end up going to Atlantis after all. Teal'c was still with the rebel Jaffa, but after talking with Daniel, Sam didn't think that Teal'c would stay. Tensions were high, and Teal'c wasn't sure that the back biting and internal discord within the council would end anytime soon.

In Teal'c's letter to her, he wrote:

Col. Carter.

I regret that to inform you that my influence on the present state of the new Jaffa Nation has failed to accomplish much. The tensions are quite unbearable and Jaffa of all ages are behaving in a childish manner. I am considering rejoining the Tau'ri, as I feel my presence on Dakara is no longer productive. I have already assisted Col. Mitchell and Daniel Jackson in a few missions. Is your new position challenging and rewarding? I wish you all the happiness. Have you talked to O'Neill since he departed to Washington D.C.? I have no wish to interfere in matters of the heart but perhaps you could telephone him and inquire as to his welfare?

With regards, Teal'c

Daniel also managed to e-mail her.

Sam,

How are things going in Nevada? Are you enjoying Area 51?
I guess you heard that I didn't make it to Atlantis. I am keeping busy as Vala has brought back some interesting things, and we are facing a new threat. At least these Ori are in another galaxy right now, but the threat is very real. We tried to convince Washington of that fact, but Vala didn't go over too well. She actually insulted the manhood of a U.S. Senator in the appropriations Committee! Can you believe it! The woman has no clue, and I thought Jack was a terrible diplomat! Jeez.

Will you be appearing in Washington as well? I think your budget is up for consideration next month. Maybe you could visit a certain someone while you are there. Hint hint. I swear you are the two most stubborn people on the planet. The regs are no longer an issue, so what are you waiting for?
Well I guess I'll get off my soapbox now, but maybe I made a dent and you will actually call him? I hope so, because whether you two realise it or not, there is something between you, more than just friendship, now you just have to make the move.
Call me and let me know if anything changes.

Daniel

As she read Daniel's letter, Sam realized that both herself and Jack had been stubborn with each other. What if he was waiting for her to make the first move? She had such high hopes for a change in their relationship, when they returned from the cabin, but real life and the reality of having to move 2000 miles, got in the way.

Sam made up her mind to call him, and was planning on going to Washington for the budget talks in two weeks, so what could it hurt? Besides if his feelings had changed, at least she could talk business with him.

Feeling especially anxious, and a little afraid, Sam dialled his cell phone number. He didn't answer, but she got his voice mail.

If you're calling about the truck, I sold it
If this is Tuesday night, I'm playing hockey
If you got something to sell, your wasting your time, I'm not buying'
If its anybody else, wait for the tone, you know what to do,
And PS, if this is Sam, I still love you.

Sam dropped the phone, as she couldn't believe her ears. He loved her! He actually said, well not said to her face, but recorded the words to her. Holy Hannah what was going to do now?

She was in such shock, that she grabbed the phone from the floor, and hung up.

Three days later she gathered her courage and called him again. She got his voice mail but a different message.

If its Friday night, I'm at the Hockey game,
And first thing Saturday if it don't rain, I'm headed out to the lake,
I'll be gone all weekend long, but I'll call you back, when I get home on Sunday afternoon,
And PS, if this is Sam, I still love you.

This time she left her number, and not another word. She waited by the phone on Sunday evening for his call.

As soon as Jack turned on his cell phone, it beeped at him, alerting him to the new message. He listened, and dialled the Nevada number left on the voicemail. Who else could it be but Sam, yet she didn't leave any message. He guessed his voicemail idea didn't go over too well. He had been nervous to call her since he arrived in Washington, and truthfully, even though the time at the cabin was great, he still didn't know if Sam really loved him

He had heard the song on the radio while driving one day, and got the idea. Of course he changed some of it to sound more like him and his interests. He hoped everyday that she would call. He wasn't very good with words, but he hoped that those words might help him open up to her. Something he wasn't very good at doing, but for Sam's sake he would try his best.

After some time had passed, and Jack realized Sam wouldn't call, he almost called her, and played her the message. At the last minute he chickened out. Words were definitely hard sometimes, but with the distance between them, words would have to do.

Sam called Cassie and told her about the message.

"Sam, don't you know that song?"

"What song?" Sam was thoroughly confused by Cassie's question.

"It's called, 'Austin, PS, I love you.'"

"Huh? What does that have to do with the greeting on Jack's voicemail?"

"The greeting, it reminded me of the song."

"Ok. How does the song end?" Sam was curious and wondered if the songs ending would give her some clue as to what was going on.

"Lemme think. Austin, that's the girl in the song, leaves a message for the guy."

"What does she say?"

"If you're calling about my heart, it's still yours,
I should have listened to it a little more
And it wouldn't have taken me so long, to know where I belong.
And by the way, boy, this is no machine you're talking to,
Can't ya tell this is Austin, and I still love you."

"Oh, well that's really, wow. I can't believe he went to all that trouble." The words took Sam's breath away.

"Sam, for being so smart, you can't see the obvious. Jack really loves you, and you know how he is in those emotional situations, so he found a song, that said what he wanted to say to you."

"Cassie, I think I'm going to surprise Jack in Washington next week" Sam's mind was made up. Now it was his turn to be surprised. She dialled his number, and left a message, quoting the end of the song.