Summary: The original SG1 were stuck in Ancient Egypt for a while before they got killed. What happened in that time? SamJack
Spoilers: Moebius parts 1 and 2, Threads, and general spoilers at any point before.
Disclaimer: Not mine, you know the drill.
Note: Stuff in italics is flashbacks.
The Time Before
Jack looked out of the tent into the darkening camp in Ancient Egypt. He knew from experience that once the sun had completely set, the temperature would drop rapidly. He sighed. Out of the four of them, Daniel was the only one who seemed to accept the fact that they might be spending the rest of their lives pretending to be Ancient Egyptians. He supposed it might have something to living on Abydos for two years. Carter kept saying that she was fine, and since she actually understood the reasons that they had to stay, she was probably better off than him and Teal'c, but he could tell that she was starting to go crazy without her technical doohickeys to play with. Neither he nor Teal'c had any interest in ancient cultures, or any understanding of why they couldn't just blow all of the jaffa guarding the ship to hell. The only reason they hadn't done anything was that they both trusted her to be right about the consequences of doing something.
Teal'c and Daniel were behind him, apparently engrossed in some form of that Jackals and Hounds game that they had rigged up a few nights ago. Jack looked outside again at the solitary figure sitting at their fire. The light of the fire reflected off her short blond hair, making it seem to glow. He had been meaning to talk to her for almost a week; ever since that day she'd told them that, for better or for worse, they were staying.
The team holiday at his cabin had been nice. They'd had a chance to talk, but he had known she was having a hard time saying 'to hell with regs' so they hadn't done anything else. Though admittedly, it had been wonderful to be able to talk without all the awkwardness that had been plaguing them since Pete had come along.
Pete. He couldn't believe she had been willing to give up on what Pete was offering her for the possibility that she could be with him. And the much more likely possibility of a court-martial. He had been ready to take the chance the second she said the word, no matter Jacob's words before his death.
"Jack, before I die, I need to know that my Sammie will be happy." Jacob stared at him intensely and Jack realized that he knew everything. "I'm not blind, Jack. Promise me."
He knew that he had no intention of breaking that promise.
"Carter?"
"Sir, hi." He winced imperceptibly. She couldn't know how much he had come to hate that word over the past few years. Or maybe she did.
"Sam, can we drop the 'sir'?"
"All right." He smiled as he lowered himself to the ground next to her. They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes. He glanced over at her in time to see her shiver slightly.
"Cold?" he asked, knowing exactly what her answer would be.
"I'm fine."
"Of course you are," he said, placing his arm around her shoulders. She stiffened slightly, and then relaxed, leaning into him. He savoured the feeling of holding her in his arms, something that hadn't happened often enough as far as he was concerned. He looked down at her, and brushed a wisp of hair off her forehead.
"We're stuck here, aren't we?" she was silent a moment before she answered.
"Probably. I doubt Ra will ever leave the ship unguarded, even if he can't do anything with it."
"But there is the possibility?"
"I suppose."
"All right then. I resign." She shifted her head slightly to look at him.
"Why?" They both knew that she knew the answer, but she wanted to hear it.
"Because I love you, Samantha Carter. And because I've been waiting to do this for way too long." Jack leaned in, closing the centimeters between them. He gently touched his lips to hers, and felt her respond as he drew her closer to his body.
"Teal'c, it's your turn." Teal'c turned, and motioned for Daniel to come over, and be quiet. Mystified, he walked over to where his friend was standing just inside the flaps of the tent the four of them were sharing. Teal'c gestured for him to look outside. He lifted the tent flap slightly to peer at the two figures by their campfire, and smiled.
"Well, finally."
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