Title: Daddy's Little Princess

Author: Roque872002

Rating: K

Season: Atlantis S4

Pairing: Sam/Jack

Summary: "Daddy? Does Mommy still love me?" Jack comforts his daughter in the middle of the night.

Disclaimer: I don't own them *cries* I'm just borrowing them.

Authors note: Very short fic, only about 500 words or so. Wrote this on my phone while I was in the chemo ward waiting on Mum getting her treatment (herceptin, not chemo) before I left her to talking everyone's ears off.

No beta - all mistakes are my own

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Jack groaned as he rolled on to his side. Something was tugging forcefully at his arm. He opened his eyes reluctantly. He was tired, it had been a long and boring day with endless meetings involving things he didn't care about. The room was dark. It was still night. He should still have been asleep.

His eyes slowly focussed on the large red digital numbers on the clock by his bed. 03:16. What had woken him again?

His arm was tugged on again. Oh yeah. He cast his sleepy eyes downwards as he peered at the side of the bed.

"Daddy?" a small voice asked.

"Hey Princess," Jack said, his voice thick with sleep. "What are you doing up?"

"Had a bad dream, Daddy. Can I stay with you?" she asked as she held his large hand with both of her small ones.

"Of course," he said, as he pulled his tiny three year old daughter up on to the bed beside him and rolled over so she was lying in the middle of the bed. He pulled her to him and held her tight.

"Love you Daddy," she said as she snuggled into his chest, her blonde curls tickling his chin.

"I love you too Princess," he smiled and kissed her head.

"Daddy?"

"Yeah?"

"Does Mommy still love me?" she asked softly.

"Of course she does," he said, concerned.

"When is she coming home?" she asked as she balled up his t-shirt in her small fists. He could tell she was trying not to cry.

"Soon Princess, soon," he told her as he rubbed her back in small circles.

"I miss her," she said as Jack felt her begin to shake with the tears she could no longer hold back. Her nightmares were always the same. She was scared she would never see her mother again because she didn't love her anymore.

"I know baby. I do too," Jack replied as he kissed her head again. "And I know that Mommy misses you too."

"Promise?"

"Promise. She'll be home before you know it. Try and get some sleep Princess."

"Daddy?"

"Yeah baby?"

"Can we get ice cream tomorrow? And go to the park? And feed the ducks?"

"I'm sure we can manage that," he smiled and squeezed her gently to him.

"Night Daddy. Love you."

"Love you too Princess."

A few minutes later he felt her breathing even out. He knew she was asleep again. He looked down at the mass of blonde curls lying against his chest, her small hands still fisted up in his t-shirt.

He couldn't wait until his wife came home. He hated that their daughter felt so alone. He spent as much time with her as he could, but she needed her mother.

He was glad that she would be home within the next few days.

They both needed her there to keep them grounded and loved.

He knew that his wife was desperate to see their daughter again too.

"We miss you Sam," he whispered into the night.