Sam checked herself over one last time in the mirror, making her way down her mental checklist as she always did before a date. Dress: check, make-up: check, hair: check, pocketbook stocked with anything you could possibly need on a date: check, boyfriend: hm... where was he?

She glanced at the clock, he was twenty minutes late. He was never late. Never. She remembered back to their first date and couldn't help but smile at the memory.

She heard the doorbell ring and shouted, "Come in," she hovered over her dismantled tv, she couldn't figure out what was wrong with it. It just kept going all static-y every now and then. She heard the door open and click shut but she didn't look up, even if it was a burgler she could take him.

"Carter?" she sat up straighter and turned around quickly.

"Sir?" she stammered completely shocked, dropping the screw driver she had been holding.

"Ah, I thought we agreed that I wasn't Sir anymore," he said, he had been removed from her chain of command not too long ago, and old habits were hard to break. He walked over and picked up the tool, placing it on the table.

"Sorry...Jack," they both smiled.

"I don't think I got a proper greeting," he said smirking while he shoved his hands in his pockets, she disentangled herself from the dozens of tv parts and walked over to him, she threw her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her, stopping just before their lips met.

"Hello Jack," she whispered, pulling him down the rest of the way while his arms wrapped around her waist. He was smiling against her lips, it had felt so good to kiss him. She pulled away, not leaving his embrace, "Now, may I ask why you're an hour early?"

His brows furrowed, "I am not an hour early" he said indignantly. She raised her eyebrows in a very Teal'c-esque fashion while he searched around for a clock. She smiled as his face fell, "Oh... okay maybe I am an hour early."

She laughed, the vibrations tickling his stomach, he pulled her closer to him, "Guess I was a little excited," he said before kissing her again.

She pulled away for a second and said, "Understandable," before she pushed back against him. Her arms, still around his neck tightened, pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss. She loved kissing him, if she could she would do it all the time. The kiss was getting passionate and fast as his hands found their way under her shirt, feeling the warmth of her back, his fingers tracing patterns on her pale skin. She pulled away panting for breath as he trailed kisses down her neck.

"Jack, maybe we should," she panted in between the words, "wait until," she moaned as he kissed her neck, nibbling on the spot where he felt her pulse.

"Wait until..." Jack reminded her as he moved to her jaw, panting a bit himself.

"Wait until we actually have a date first," he pulled away smiling, still slightly breathless.

"Yeah sure you betcha," he kissed her one last time on the lips before he pulled away. She looked down at what she was wearing and groaned, this was not the jaw-dropping outfit she had planned out, "What?" he asked.

"I'm gonna go change..." she pecked his cheek as she untangled herself from his arms, "why don't you try to fix that," she said, gesturing to the tv as she ran upstairs. She caught a glimpse of his befuddled face as she went to her room. 'That ought to keep him busy for a while,' she thought with a smile.

She had known she loved Jack for a long time, she had tried to find someone else... to be honest anyone else, anyone to get her mind of her CO, anyone... that she could be happy with but he was her only option. They had that fairy tale kind of love, that head-over-heels, give you the moon and the stars, no strings attached kind of love. That kind of love everyone wants.

She thought for a moment, where could he be? Late to a briefing, late to a negotiation, late to just about anything was Jack. Late for a date was not Jack. She pulled her phone out of her bag and punched in his number, she was about to press send when she heard the doorbell ring, 'That better be him,' she thought as she ran to the door as fast as her heels would allow.

As the door opened she smiled while Jack just stared at her, his jaw dropped, "Wow," he said as his eyes trailed over her.

After a moment she gave a fake cough, "Jack, you're staring," she said, trying not to blush.

He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts and smiled brightly at her, "And why shouldn't I, you're beautiful."

She couldn't stop the blush as it painted her cheeks crimson, "And I'm all yours," she said.

"Lucky me," he said softly, kissing her lightly.

He stepped inside and held out a single rose, "This is for you," he said, though he sounded slightly nervous.

She gave him a confused look and a small smile, and reached out to take the rose, though when she tried to pull it away he held on, "Ah, but theres a string attached," he let go of the rose. She looked at the brightly colored flower in her hand, there was quite literally a string attached to the thorny stem. She followed the string with her eyes and saw that it led up his sleeve. "Go on," he said and she pulled on the flower.

She gasped, at the other end of the string was a ring, the most beautiful ring she had ever seen. He caught the ring and slid down to one knee, "Samantha, will you marry me?"

She didn't even have to think about it, she almost hadn't let him finish the question, "Yes!" He smiled brightly and slid the ring on her finger, before standing and kissing her passionately. His arms held her close as his lips moved over hers and she almost didn't want to leave the embrace, but as she pulled away she glanced at the clock and realized they were going to miss their reservations.

Before they went to dinner, she untied the string from the flower but left it attached to the ring, because for now she figured it was okay to have a string attached.

A/N:Hey, hope you all liked that one. I got the idea for this story when I asked my dad how he proposed to my mom. Incase you hadn't guessed this is how he did it. Anyways I thought it was absolutely adorable and of course had to write a S/J fic on it, haha.

Btw, just as an overall thing for this series, I'm probably gonna start doing my own little variations of song fics, I promise I will not pain you with the lyrics listed inside the stories but I'm going to base my stories off of songs.

If you guys have any ideas, be they songs or just plot ideas, let me know, though i still have a bunch up my sleeve!

PLEASE review! I am not above begging...