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Chapter 11 - Making new pictures from old memories!

Jack felt his shoulders relaxing under Sam's hands. He had sat back down on the steps and she was still behind him. He knew as did she that he was still upset about the whole ordeal but he had to admit that the more he thought about what she had said, a small part of him wanted to believe it. Could he really not be as guilty as he had thought – but he was still guilty. He should have paid more attention the night before and made sure his gun was up.

"Jack, it doesn't matter what people tell you. You will always blame yourself. You just have to learn to accept that and go on with life. You have to believe that not every child you conceive is going to be tainted by that."

Sam took a deep breath and Jack felt her moving. Soon she was standing in front of him, looking at him as if her life depended on him listening to her. God! He loved her so much! Why had he fought against his feelings for her for so long?

"Just think about the children in your life – no you don't have any that you parented but every person at the SGC trust you with their children. They all love you – every child you meet whether from Earth or not – they all love you. You always seem to know what to say. What happened to Charlie was very tragic and I will never make light of it – but he would not want you living your life without a child of your own. And he sure as heck would not want you living your life blaming yourself for what happened. He had too many good times with his father. How many times while you were telling me about his death did I hear you mention that Charlie stayed stuck up in his room and never went to your apartment or played hoops or baseball with you? Never, he was always with you unless he was pissed or hurt with you, which every child does that if the parent is raising them correctly."

Jack went to turn his face from her and she took her hand and pulled him back towards her. He had to hear this and she had to make sure he was listening.

"I have seen dozens of pictures of you two together and it never looks as if you made him take the picture with you – you both were happy and smiling. Charlie is gone but his memory is not – not just the one of his death but the good ones too – focus on those. And allow his memories to show in the new ones we will make with our children if God has granted for us to have any."

Jack stood up and when he did, he pulled Sam into his embrace. Placing his face into the crook of her neck she heard his deep sigh as he tried to hold back the tears from falling. She whispered it was okay to cry – remember he had told a little boy that when the child had lost his mother. With those words, Sam felt Jack break. She knew there was no way she would ever hold him up and finally she pushed back against him and he landed on the deck. She knew she needed to watch him but he needed something to wipe his face. He was crying and crying hard – she hated to think that this was the first time since Charlies death that he had allowed this to show but something inside of her said it was. She reached over and grabbed the water bottle sitting beside her chair and wet the end of the t-shirt he had given her to put on after her bath. She gently wiped his face while quietly whispering words of love, hope and comfort. She saw him slowly gathering himself and knew the first words out of his mouth and stopped him before he could say them.

"Don't you dare ask for forgiveness for crying Jonathon Jack O'Neill! You have every right to cry and this won't be the last time either. Now I am hungry and not for a sandwich. I want a good juicy steak off of your grill and I want you to cook it for me. You do that and I will go make us a good salad and fix the potatoes to go on the grill and we can chill a bottle of wine – don't look at me like that – a glass of wine is not going to hurt me. We have a lot to celebrate. We are picking up the pieces of our own individual lives and together we are making one beautiful puzzle. So indulge me General O'Neill while I lavage on the good life – before we have to face the fact of having to go back home."

Jack grabbed Sam and pulled her to him so fast that she landed in his lap. Sam could not help it when the giggle erupted from her. Jack did a great impression of Teal'c and Sam knew the words he would say before he said them.

"Carter, what have I told you about the giggling?

"Sorry, Sir! Won't happen again, Sir"

With that last comment, Sam stood to complete attention and saluted Jack. Jack kissed Sam hard on her lips. Before they knew it, the kiss had taken on another aspect and was no longer just a kiss to say thanks or I love you. It had turned into a hard kiss of passion, one that their bodies gave in to. Before Sam realized what Jack was doing, he had her flung over his shoulders and was carrying her like he was a cave man that had just found his prize. Sam was wiggling, trying to get away from Jack but was laughing so hard that she was not making any progress in her attempt. Her wiggling soon had Jack literally hurting in his pants and he reached up and swatted her behind.

"Do you always find it hard to follow orders?"

"No Sir! Usually I am a very well behaved scientist…."

"But I don't like scientist, Ma'am. Are you sure you are not just a really misbehaved airman? I can handle misbehaved airman… I know just how to keep them in line."

Jack opened the back door and started down the hall to his bedroom. He growled when he stubbed his toe on the divider between the two rooms and Sam shivered and let out a low moan. Jack knew what the growl did to her, and he reached up and swatted her again, this time leaving his hand under the t-shirt. Sam moved but this time when she moved it was not to get away. Jack felt as she grounded her pelvic into his shoulder and he did not think he would make it to the bed before he exploded.

They started off hot and full of fire, letting all the anger and hate that they had recalled from their memories seep through their bodies to evaporate in the fullness of their love. Then slowly and with a calmness that spoke volumes of the love that they had for each other – they gave into the desire and made sweet passionate love. Feeling the urge while they waited for release, they realized that the tightness was now in their chest, sealing their love for each other forever in their hearts. Coming back down to Earth, Jack slowly moved onto his side, pulling Sam up close to him, spooning her in like she was the very lock to his soul. Covering them both up with his comforter – he whispered words of undying love before succumbing to sleep peacefully beside the woman that had given him back a reason to live.

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When Sam woke up the next morning, she was assaulted with a variety of smells. Some of the smell was just clean fresh air – but then she smelt something that made her stomach growl. She had not imagined that she and Jack would have slept all night. It just meant that they both had been exhausted from recalling the memories of the past and with what had happened with being moved from one planet to another. Her nose drew her mind back to the smells that the breeze blew back through the opened bedroom window and Sam realized just how hungry she was. Finding another of Jack's shirts and trying on a pair of his shorts, she headed out to the porch where Jack had the grill going and steaks cooking.

It dawned on Sam as she watched him that Jack knew exactly how to cook the meat on the grill so all of those burnt steaks he had given to Daniel and Teal'c were because he loved picking on his team. And it also dawned on her that each time he had put a steak on her plate – it was never burnt. She also saw some fried potatoes and some eggs that had already been grilled on the flat pan he had on one side of his grill. Sam did not move but she knew that Jack knew she was there, standing behind him and when her stomach gave another loud growl – there was no doubt that he knew when she heard him laugh.

Jack turned around and looked at the sight standing behind him. She was standing there with hair sticking up all over her head, her face blushed from the afterglow of a night of passion. She had on an old t-shirt of his and a pair of shorts that if she was not holding on to, would be down around those socked clad ankles. It seemed every time his heart had hit a stopping point for his love for her – she did something or looked someway that made his heart do a sudden drop. An old saying passed through his mind and he wondered if it was true about love – it's not the fall that will kill you, it's the sudden stop – well he guessed he was okay as long as he kept dropping and did not stop. Looking at her, Jack felt sure he would never stop dropping. He reached behind him and picked up a piece of rope that happened to be lying on the patio and pulled Sam towards him. Taking the rope, he laced it through the belt loops of the cargo shorts she had on and tied it. Then he pulled her to him and gave her a good morning kiss,

Sam pulled back and looked at Jack – how had she been so fortunate to fall in love with this stunning silver haired fox. He obviously had decided to go without shaving this morning and there was already a shadow covering his chin and jaw line. Standing there with the morning sun shining across his rugged face, Sam allowed her eyes to roam over his body. With no shirt on, she could see that the hair on his head matched the matted hair on his chest and she drew in a deep breath as her eyes traveled even further down to his hips and legs that were covered in a pair of the oldest worn jogging pants she had ever seen. He was breathtaking and the desire for him that seemed to always be alive inside of her, seemed to rise with the suggestions her mind was making looking at him.

"Nope, not gonna happen. Told you before Carter – this boy is hungry. And I am going to eat this fine meal I have cooked for us. Sorry darlin' but this boy can't keep going on sex alone – I wish I could but I love the taste of food too much!"

Sam laughed at the look on Jack's face. If she did not know better she would swear that he was a five-year-old little boy that was scared the bully was going to steal his lunch money and he would not be able to eat. She helped him set the deck table and found some fruit and orange juice in the kitchen. They sat in peaceful silence and savored the meal before them. When Jack pushed his plate away, Sam knew by the look on his face that today would not be spent the same way yesterday was. She saw a General sitting in front of her with a mission cooking in his brain. She knew it was time for them to figure out where they were and how to get home. Once they got home there would be no time for thinking so she knew that they were also going to have to figure out what to do about the new relationship they had established with each other.

"I figured Daniel had gotten Thor to make sure the kitchen was stocked but I don't see it staying that way for long. We also do not know our surroundings and although our dear buddy Thor is confident that this planet is safe– do we know for sure? And you know me Carter – I don't like not knowing my surroundings."

"That's our plan for today, Sir? It sounds like a good one. I don't have any sampling cases or biometric instruments with me so it will be guess work. If food is a concern – we may also need to check to see if we can find some wild fruit or vegetables, I am not sure if I would trust the meat we may find since I have nothing to check it with."

"Carter, let's just go for a hike and see what we find. It may not even be a problem. We may be on our own planet before long."

Sam saw the look on Jack's face as he said the last sentence. She saw the sadness in his eyes and she knew if she had looked in the mirror, hers would have reflected the same. But there was no sense in thinking about it – they had both known that they would not be able to stay here. It was like a couple finally getting a honeymoon after being married for ten years – they knew that the real world was still waiting right outside the door and they were going to have to open it. That simple thought put a damper on the rest of the morning as they begin their walk through the dense woods on the side of the house.