*Several months later*

Sam was getting a strong déjà vu feeling. Just a few months ago, she sat in the driveway at Jack's cabin, willing herself to go in. Now, here she was again, sitting in her car, trying to pluck up the courage to go inside.

A few weeks ago, her father had passed away, and as she watched him pass, Jack was there for her, never leaving her side, and being a shoulder to cry on. It was then that she began to realize that she hadn't moved on from Jack, and that she couldn't be with anyone else. In all fairness, Pete had tried his best to console her in the days following, but he wasn't Jack.

Knock knock

When Jack opened the door and saw Sam standing there, he have her a gentle, sympathetic smile. "Carter," he said softly, "come on in." Inside the cabin, he led her into the living room, sitting down on the couch, and patting the seat next to him. As she sat down, he took the time to look at her, and he noticed the frown and worry lines on her forehead, and the empty, but nervous look on her face. "How are you holding up?"

She offered him a small smile. "I'm doing okay sir."

"Carter…" he said in a tone that implied that he knew that she was lying.

"Sir" she said looking up from her hands, "I wanted to thank you for being there when my dad…"

Jack placed his hand on hers. "You know that I'm here for you. And that I always will be." His voice dropped a few decimals, "just as I'm sure that Pete-"

"- I broke up with Pete…..sir," she blurted out.

"What?" said Jack looking up in surprise.

"I realized that after my father died, I couldn't do it anymore. Living a life with him…..planning a wedding….when my heart wasn't in it."

"Carter losing someone that you love is a very traumatic event. So many emotions are running through your mind, that you're not thinking straight. Trust me."

Sam's head shot up, her eyebrows furrowed. "You think I made a rash decision? You think I'm an emotional wreck?"

Jack knew that he'd pissed her off, so he chose his next words carefully. "Sam, you had just lost your father….." he said gently. "You have every right to be emotional. There's nothing wrong with that. It's NOT a weakness. But I saw how upset you were remember?"

"Exactly!" she said standing up off the couch. "You came to me as soon as I called you. And you never left my side the entire time! That's when I realized…"

"Carter, Pete's your fiancé. I'm sure-"

"- but I want you," she said softly, turning back towards him. Jack looked up and saw her looking at him. Their eyes locked for a few moments, unspoken words expressed in their glances. "Sir you're right," she said, breaking the silence. "Pete was so kind. He even took time off work to be with me. But….. but every time that he held me, and comforted me, the only thing running through my mind was how badly I wished that it was your arms that I was in."

Only then did she realize that Jack was now standing right in front of her, a strange expression in his eyes, his face only inches from her own. The closeness of his body gave her butterflies in her stomach, and sent chills down her spine. "I don't want to be with anybody else," she breathed, her voice shaky.

Suddenly his lips were on hers, kissing her face as if she were life itself. And she willingly obliged, meeting his passion with her own. The kiss was powerful and intense, both of them releasing years of pent up emotions. As lips parted, and tongues dances, their hands explored; moving over each others bodies, pulling each other closer. When breathing became difficult, they pulled away just long enough to get another breath. Sam soon found herself nestled between Jack and the wall, which Jack took full advantage of, assaulting her with more kisses.

Eventually Sam's hands found their way under Jack's shirt, and Jack's own hands were desperately trying to undo the buttons on Sam's shirt. But reality came crashing down on Sam and she pulled away slightly. "Jack," she breathed as he trailed kisses down her neck, causing a warm sensation in her stomach and her knees to turn to jell-o. "Sir," she said a little louder, trying to get hold of her emotions. "Sir we can't," she said into his ear. Jack stopped and looked at her. "Sir the regs……our careers."

He shook his head, trying to come back to his senses. "No you're right Carter." He rested his forehead against hers as they both caught their breaths and slowed down their erratic heart beats. "Damn!" he said punching his fist into the wall behind Sam, and then wincing at the sharp pain.

"Hey," said Sam gently, placing a soft kiss on his injured hand. "We'll work it out." She wrapped her arms around his waist in a tight hug and rested her head on his chest. He too wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tight against him, resting his head in the crook of her neck.

"Wait for me," he said softly.

"What?" she asked confused.

"Wait for me. I don't know how long it'll be, but I can't be your CO forever. I promise you that one day I will make this work. What do you say Carter? Will you wait for me?"

She grinned at him. "Of course I'll wait. I already told you. You're who I want to be with. No one else."

"It could be a long wait," he said smiling at her.

She smiled back brightly. "Yeah, but the end makes it worth the wait."