Disclaimer: I don't own 'em. Never will. I'm just borrowing them for a little while… I'll give them back, I promise…

Summary: Just a little Sam-jack shippyness. Musing on Sam. Was reading a fanfic – unspoken, I believe it's called, by kate98, and this plot bunny hopped out of its burrow and into my brain…

Rating: PG-13. Probably could be G, but I'm erring on the side of caution, because I'm a little unsure whether to update this or leave it as a one-off. Which means reviews would be nice….hint hint. Mostly people know my position on reviews, but it's always nice to tell new people – I love reviews. Good and bad. Just as long as they are polite. Constructive criticism is a wonderful thing, and I am always willing to listen to how I can improve my writing. But flames are just in poor taste. Offensive reviews serve no purpose other than making the reviewer feel big, and have no benefit whatsoever. Therefore, I will ignore them. I try my best to reply to as many of my reviewers as possible, either in updates or by email, but I will not reply to flames. Also, while I do like constructive criticism as I said, please note that I write predominantly for me – I will listen and take note but if I don't change anything, I'm not disregarding your opinion, but I may not agree with it. Now that I've sufficiently babbled on (and probably offended someone – I'm sorry!), here's the fic…..

(Thanks to kate98, whoever you are, for the inspiration!)


It goes without saying that she loved him. Years spent looking after one another on backwater planets waiting for the imminent death that they somehow managed to escape time after time had taken their toll. Team nights and missions and downtime all rolled into one hectic blur, and she now doesn't remember a time when she didn't love him. She can't remember walking into the base and NOT hoping to bump into him. She can't remember not secretly being thrilled every time their missions meant they had to camp out together, star-gazing while on watch, covert glances and hidden flirting and all the innuendoes. How it had escaped her, she didn't understand, but somehow she managed to fall in love without ever intending it. Over the years they had been through things most humans could never understand. They'd been in situations that would have broken lesser people, and had. They had lost dear friends and loved ones, and in the case of Daniel, found them again, and had somehow managed to stay strong for each other. They had killed, and nearly died more times than she could remember. They had been through bad times and good, and had always managed to come out on top. It had to end one day. They'd cheated death so many times. It was bound to catch up with them soon. One day they would walk through that gate and they wouldn't walk back. One day they would fall. And when he asked her to step through the gate, even knowing that one day it would be just that one time too many, she would do it. No questions asked. She loved him with every fibre of her being, and would do anything for him. Anything, and he knew that. It goes without saying.