Setting: The prologue is between the 13th and 14th episodes of the 10th season. The majority of the story takes place at the tail end of the 8th season. If I decide to jump to another time in the show I'll warn you so you won't be terribly confused.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Stargate or its characters. Although I wish I did.
This is my first fanfiction so I would ask that you be nice but constructive criticism never hurt anyone.
Also, I will try to update often so I don't leave hanging for very long.
Sam's heart always ached a little but when she had to listen to his voice over the phone instead of in person when he whispered something witty in her ear, "No, sir. Still no news on where Daniel might be."
"You would think after two years you would stop calling me 'sir'." Jack quipped in response.
"After what I just said you're more worried about what name I call you?" she said with sarcasm. Sam could feel a smile beginning to form on her lips. His simpleton ways always gave her a reason to cheer up even when she was having an incredibly terrible day.
"Yes, well, you know me. Always prioritizing." he said with his own dose of sarcasm. He bit his lip because he really was worried about his friend but in terribly difficult to concentrate with her voice in his ear.
A silence fell between. For a few moments they just listened to each other, taking comfort in the, sound.
"Jack…" she whispered longingly, missing him more with each breath.
"I know, Sam. Me too." he said softly, feeling the same ache.