Setting: Post season 8 in an alternate universe. In this universe Sam did go threw with the wedding to Pete.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately Stargate is not mine
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Daniel knocked on the door dreading what he was about to do. While he stood there waiting he thought about a million thing, what he was going to say, how he hoped she'd react, how she probably would react, best possibility, worst, what he could say to try and comfort her. Dozens of different possible conversations flew through his head. He was so worried and lost in thought he almost didn't notice the door opening.
"Daniel." She smiled.
"Hi Sam." Suddenly all those conversations disappeared and he was at a loss for words.
"How are you?" She asked, after all this was the first time she'd seen him in weeks, Teal'c had something on Chulak and Daniel was recovering from a leg wound so SG-1 had some well deserved time off.
"I'm ok." He said still thinking of the best way to put this.
"How's the leg? I see you're off the crutches, that's good."
"Yeah it's ok." He said emotionless.
"Ok what's going on?" She said reading the worry all over Daniel's face.
"Maybe we should sit down." Daniel said noticing they were still standing in the doorway.
"You're worrying me." She said walking over and sitting on the couch.
"Sam," He said sitting next to her. "I don't know how to say this,"
Her stomach sank knowing what he was going to say. "No" She said as her eyes filled with tears. "He's dead isn't he?" Daniel looked down at the ground and nodded slightly. "No." She said in disbelief, "it's not him, it's a mistake." She breathe heavy barely keeping it together.
"Sam, I am so sorry."
"No!" She said again. "It can't be. He's just out getting some milk. He'll be back any minute now and I'm going to make dinner." She said knowing he was right.
"No he won't." Daniel grabbed her hand. "I know how hard this is, losing a spouse is one of the hardest things to do."
"How?" She asked as a few tears slipped out.
"There was an accident. Some guy blew a stop sign."
"Who?" She asked knowing it didn't matter.
"Hit and run. I'm sorry I wish I could tell you more."
"I just bought him a jacket." She laughed at irony trying not to break down in front of Daniel. "It was going to be for his birthday next week. Kind of a lame gift, I know." She laughed again. "But he really wanted a new jacket for when he goes skiing." She looked at the ground "the rest of his gift was coming in the mail." She started to tear up again. "What am I supposed to do then?" she asked. "I mean what am I supposed to do when he gets mail and bills and letters, and oh gosh how am I supposed to tell his family?" All the questions rushed out at once. "I can't do this, Daniel." Her lip was quivering as she fought back the tears.
"I'm know it seems that way but you're a strong woman, you'll get through this, and you don't have to do it alone you know." He rubbed her back. "I'm here and Cassie's here and I'm sure Jack is. We're all here for you. Hell I bet even Teal'c is ready to provide emotional support." Sam smiled a little at his joke and then the two sat in silence for a while.
Sam finally broke the silence and looked at Daniel, "He's really gone isn't he?"
"Yeah, yeah he is." Daniel nodded. "Come here" Daniel put his arm around her shoulder and hugged her close while she finally gave in and let the tears rush out. "It'll be ok." He reassured her, patting her head not sure what else to do.
"No it won't." she said pulling her head away from him. By this point she was full blown sobbing and Daniel could barely make out her words. "It won't be ok!" She said again. "My husband is dead! I will never see him again! And I didn't even get to say goodbye!" She was now yelling at Daniel.
"I know it feels like that, I've been there," he reminded her. "But I promise it will get easier."
She stopped yelling and put her head back on his shoulder crying, "I didn't even get to say goodbye." She said again.