Part 5!

A/N: Sorry this has taken me so long to get this chapter out. My Son was sick and I was sick and yeah. I hope this chapter is okay. Please review!!!

Slight confession: I actually decided I hated the episode "Hundred Days" before I had even seen it - Yes, I know the saying don't judge a book by its cover. My partner recorded it for me and the tape sat on the shelf for ages. I read the reviews, comments, the transcript of it, but could not actually bring myself PHYSICALLY to watch it. I also decided long before that, the only woman that Jack could have was Sam. This year, I managed to blow off all the dust off the tape cover that it collected and sat down and watched "Hundred Days" and I didn't think it was too bad but I really thought it needed more! (Especially where Sam and Jack are concerned!) Thanks to the awesome world of fanfiction I was able to do that. Okay, here is Chapter 5:

(*) Means thoughts

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Jack O'Neill sat restless on the navy couch, waiting for the youngest Carter to emerge out of from the kitchen. His chocolate brown eyes danced round her lounge admiring her taste in décor. He was surprised that Jacob had left so soon. He was under the impression he was in trouble. It seems the older Carter actually looked pleased he was here and all he said was "talk to Sam" and left. Sam soon emerged with two steaming cups of coffee. Jack noticed her hand slightly shake as she placed his cup on the coffee table in from of him. She looked uncomfortable.

"I know you are nervous in seeing me, Carter" Jack decided to speak first. Sam eyes shot up from her coffee cup being extra careful not to spill it on herself as she sat on the near the end of the couch. *God, he knows me to well*

"The reason why I came by was....well you didn't seem to answer my calls... Daniel said you were taking it easy..."

"Sir.." Sam started.

Jack blew out a breath "Please, let me finish...Ya know I am not good at this type of thing...I haven't been a real good friend well since...anyway I just...I know I should have not given up as I did. You found me a way to get home...never leave anyone behind right? That meant a lot to me."

Sam digested what Jack had said. She knew he never was really that open with feelings and looking back at the time in the infirmary. He showed a side that he tended to keep well hidden. Her heart tugged in her chest when he said "friend" reminding her, that was all she could be and ever would be to him.

Jack started to fidget. "Look Carter, about.... Laira..I hope...I ahh didn't...give the impression...that...."

"Colonel, you don't have to explain" *Yeah, I should get you to explain why you asked "her" to come back with you* Sam quietly thought.

Swallowing her jealousy, Sam listened more as Jack did his best to explain his actions back on Endora and finding out how strange it was for him to come back and re-adjust to everything in his life, on earth again. Jack soon brought out a big smile to Sam, telling her General Hammond recorded the Simpson's for him well technically General Hammond's daughter did. Their nervousness at the start had soon seeped away as they both settle in their conversations about what had happened while Jack was away and what had happened to them both since their downtime.

Jack had made her smile again. Maybe not laugh or giggle but it was a start. He couldn't help notice how good she was looking than the last time he had seen her in the infirmary. He never really saw her much in her civvies. She looked wonderful in a silk white shirt and demin jeans.

Looking at her intently, he voiced a thought that had been on his mind:

"..I really missed you, Sam..."

Jack wanted to bolt as soon as he said it. It had just kinda slipped out - God, he had admitted something he had left buried under all the stuff that he didn't want to deal with. It was so easy to open up with her though. He didn't talk about Endora or his time back in great detail or with feeling with Teal'c or Daniel.

*Why the Hell did I say her name like that? Of course, she must of missed me too, right?*

Now he had to wait uncomfortably for her reaction.