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A Sam/Jack fic.
Set during the early seasons.
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Disclaimer: The only part of Stargate I own is SG-1 seasons 1-10, the original movie, Ark of Truth, Continuum, and Stargate Atlantis seasons 1-5. Everything else is thanks to good old Rob.
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A/N: A short little fic I couldn't help but write. I've been watching all the episodes that have any kind of Jack/Sam cuteness, and am currently on the episode in the beginning of season three, right after O'Neill tosses Hathor over the ledge, and he and Sam have that very long hug. Love it.
So, with no further ado, here's the story!
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It's the little things that mean the most. Military regs say they aren't allowed to be together. They're not allowed to act on their love, because that might affect their judgement while in the field. As though loving each other an not being able to act on it didn't do enough damage.
The only moments they could truly share as Jack and Sam, and not Colonel and Major, were when they were off-world. Some times they'd have to camp out, spend the night, however you want to put it, and neither Daniel nor Teal'c questioned O'Neill's final say on sleeping arrangements.
Daniel wasn't military, and Teal'c saw no reason for them not to be together. Not that they would have made love within earshot of their teammates. Definitely not.
No, it was those moments alone that they treasured the most. Sometimes they talked, sometimes they lay there, staring into each other's eyes as they fell asleep, but most of the time Sam would slowly extend her arm, lifting her finger tips ever so slightly, and he would meet her in the middle, and that first spark as their fingers touched would send heat searing through their bodies, and a peaceful sigh would come out of Sam's lips while O'Neill had to close his eyes to soak in the moment. From there, he would whisper, "C'mere," and she could cover the two-and-a-half feet of space between them and settle herself in his arms, reveling in the heat his body radiated. She would run her free hand along his arm, and he would kiss the dip of her shoulder, and they would fall easily into a undisturbed slumber, knowing for the moment they were inseparable, and if that were all they could ever have ... it would be enough.
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As I said, short. Just couldn't resist.
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Until next time ...!