Spoilers for 'In the Line of Duty.'

The next time it happened, Sam wasn't sure if she was dreaming or not. Then again she had been feeling that way for about a week now, still stuck in the infirmary. Though she had been moved to one of the isolation rooms, during that week which was somewhat of a relief

If it was for her own privacy or the peace of mind of everyone else, Sam couldn't even begin to fathom. Nor did she really want to, she was having enough trouble organising her own thoughts, without having to worry about what everyone else was thinking about her.

She had been having nightmares almost hourly, the depression just about crushing her even Cassie's visit hadn't helped for all that long.

There was also the cocktail of sedatives that Janet and her small army of nurses were dosing her with in order to let her rest. For some reason she was now needing higher dosages and they didn't last half as long in her system.

She had just woken, but kept her eyes closed in a vain attempt to drift back to sleep. Sam could hear the whirl and click of the machines and the muffled sounds of someone sleeping. She slowly opened her eyes a crack and tilted her head towards the stifled breathing.

"Sir?" Her voice, though her voice was little more than a whisper it seemed to echo in the room. She tried to move, but her limbs were refusing to co-operate, maybe the drugs were having more of an effect then she had realised.

Her eyes slide shut once again and images started to come into her mind. Memories of places she'd never been and people she'd never met. She winced and started to hyperventilate, she felt movement and suddenly a warmth was moving across her stomach.

She frowned, opened her eyes a crack once again and saw a tan arm snaking across her midriff. She drifted off once more, her warring selves slowing down and was finally able to rest properly.

She woke again later, unsure as to whether it was hours or days that she had been out and felt more human then she had been in almost two weeks. Once again she kept her eyes closed, unwilling to leave the twilight mood she was in.

That is until she heard a couple of hushed voices, and she slowly opened her eyes and saw two shadowed figures standing in the doorway.

One small and the other, quite a bit taller and looking more than a tad peeved if his stance was anything to go by.

The smaller figure moved away, footsteps clacking loudly and it took her a few moments to guess that it may have been Janet.

She was so tired, but she just couldn't rest properly.

Even though she had slept for so long.

She still wasn't human.

Would she ever be again?

All she wanted to be was warm,why was she still so cold?

Though she had tried to keep still, trying to maintain the pretence of being asleep, given the other persons rapid move towards her and swift grasp of her hand, she had failed miserably.

The light, happy warmth spread through her, easing her pain and worry, and she sighed almost contentedly.

As she moved towards the warmth, Sam felt it touch her lips again her mind was dulled and slowed and it took her moments, eventually she twigged it.

The Colonel had inadvertently kissed her.

No one else had those thin warm lips, she could feel the surprise echo in him and he stilled in shock. A surge of heat sang through her veins and for the first time since been taken by Jolinar, Sam was not cold.

They remained as they were, lips barely brushing each other for about a minute, before Sam decided to act as though she was coming too.

"Hey Sir." Her voice was still a shell of itself and she yawned, her eyes blearily taking in his face.

"Hey there Sam, you look like yourself." If she had not known the Colonel as well as she did, she might have missed the tension around his eyes and the slight guilt playing about his lips.

"Funny Sir." He blinked, sitting down next to her, seemingly unaware that his fingers were now looping through hers and his thumb stroking the back of her hand. Confusion passed by his face before a dawning looking of horror took over. He opened his mouth to say something, and gapped for a second before Sam starting giggling.

Well as close to giggling as she could manage in her current state. He looked down at her in amazement before grinning widely and starting to chuckle.

They both looked around to see Janet and Daniel, who had another enormous bouquet of flowers in his hands and both staring at them in amazement. They let go of each others' hands as soon as they realised that they were not alone.

"Feeling better?" They both asked in unison, and Sam smiled awkwardly at them, suddenly feeling very tired and down again.

"I'm a bit more of a wit then I first thought." The Colonel shrugged before taking in the flowers in Daniel's arms and rolling his eyes over at her. "I think Carter has enough flowers to last her at least three years already Daniel."

Everyone looked down at the flowers and Daniel visibly bristled, whether he was exaggerating for her benefit, or the past week had really gotten to him, Sam couldn't tell.

"These are actually from Teal'c, as are most of them. Jack." The Colonel held up his hands clearly biting down the impulse to retort with "Well ex-CUSE me!"

"Thanks Daniel, I, I think I need to rest." Her voice grew fainter and she struggled pointlessly with herself to stop slurring her words. Janet smiled gently and reached for the med cart to one side, unlocking it and preparing her doses. Daniel laid the flowers down on one of the tables and walked over to her, kissing her cheek and wishing her well.

The Colonel simply squeezed her hand and smiled down at her.

Both men turned away, glancing back at her and left the room, probably not going very far or for very long.

"One question Daniel, how are you not sneezing like crazy right now? I thought you were allergic, or have you been lying to me all these years?" Janet paused as she held a syringe to her IV and gave Sam a mystified look, before giggling lightly and plunging the dose into her IV. Sam was also giggling lightly, but due to the weakness of it, Janet probably missed it.

As the darkness began to seep into her mind, Sam realised that her lips had been tingling ever since the accidental kiss. She slowly raised a hand to her lips, touching them and smiling slightly before drifting off.

First off, the response to this has been awesome! Thank you to everyone who has followed, favourited and reviewed it so far!

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