Hello Samantha

Summary: A little look at the complicated relationship between Sam and Martouf, through the way he greets her. Urgh, that was an awful summary. It's short, so please read it anyway.

Inspired by Greeneyedggirl. Thank you!

Disclaimer: No, these lovely lovely characters do not belong to me. If wishing made it so ...


"Hello Samantha."

It was in those two little words. Those two words could make her go weak at the knees and glow on the inside. It wasn't just the words themselves, it was the delivery. The smile, the eyes, the soft, sexy, respectful, loving way he said them. She was sure he kept that smile, that voice, just for her.

"Hello Samantha."

No man had ever moved the earth with two words before. It defied reason. And yet, here was she, wondering why two words could shake her to the core without a hint of a promise of a future. His heart did not belong to her, nor hers to him. All they had was concentrated in those two words …

"Hello Samantha."

He held her in affection, as she held him, each tainted by the feelings for or of one who had long since passed on. Jolinar would haunt them forever, neither quite sure whether their feelings were their own, or a longing for an older union now lost forever.

"Hello Samantha."

It was hard to imagine a time when the care in that voice was reserved for Jolinar alone. Had Jolinar never blended with her, she would never know how wonderful two little words could sound when they came from Martouf.


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