Stargate SG-1 Shipping Stories
"Words Unspoken"
Spoilers: Paradise Lost
Sam/Jack Shipping!
Summary: Sam's thoughts and feelings while Jack is missing.
I slumped down into a canvas chair, running my fingers nervously through my blonde hair. My emotions are leaving me weary, exhausted through and through. I can't give up though. I have to find Colonel O'Neill…Jack…the one that I have long loved, but have never had the guts to say so, to rebel against every military code of honor. His dear face, it haunts my every waking moment that I have to be without him…
"Major Carter, this technology is unlike anything we've ever come across." Dr. Lee's voice broke into my train of thought, and I looked up.
"I know." I said simply. I didn't feel like thinking about the doorway transporter right now. But apparently, Dr. Lee didn't see the state of mind which I was in.
"We have no reference, no way to interface…" he continued.
Suddenly, anger burst within me. "I'm working on it, Doctor! As you should be!"
Dr. Lee looked startled at my outburst. He smiled sheepishly. "Right." he mumbled before continuing his work.
I thought back to Jack. If only we hadn't trusted that rat, Maybourne. If we had just let the government get him, Jack would still be here. We'd be back at the SGC, sharing intimate glances over a hot cup of coffee. But no, we had entrusted ourselves to Maybourne, and now we were paying the price with Jack's very life.
Have I taken our friendship for granted? I've never had the chance to tell Jack what he means to me. I've never done anything! The military is supposed to come first, I know, but what about when the secret love of your life, your other half, your chemistry, disappears, or if you have to watch him die right before your eyes…what then? Will you keep your feelings inside, or should you abandon all reason and give unspoken words a voice? Jack may be gone forever and I'll never have a chance to tell him again…never again… I thought all of this with fear and anger inside. But there was still that hope I clung to, the hope that Jack was still indeed alive, that he would make it back safely.