Miracles Can Happen.

Disclaimer: - They're not mine.yet.I'm working on it.be warned all ye MGM types. But please don't sue me. I is not worth it, honestly!

*The rating is for the use of one strong expletive nearing the end.*

*Muchos gracias to Stephanie King for beta-ing this. She was an angel and an absolutely wonderful type.*

How many times have you wished for something you cannot have? For someone you cannot have? Have you every really thought about why you can't have them? Sometimes we just need to wake up and see that that person is not truly out of reach.
Sometimes we don't know how we truly feel until we explore our options, one discreet kiss may change our eternity, and one flirtation may spark off something so much more. Sam had been witness to this, and was living proof that miracles can happen.
Sam sighed as she relaxed into the strong arms holding her and gently stoked the arm that lay idly about her waist. She snuggled back against his warm, muscular chest and could almost feel the musical rhythm of his heartbeat. She loved him more than life itself, more than she could have ever imagined or could describe. and what made it even better was the fact that she knew that he felt the same. Everything about him was magic. The soft caress of his lips, his protective, warm embrace, and his eyes.Oh his eyes! Sam felt that she could lose herself in those eyes. If the eyes were the windows to the soul then his soul was the most pure, loving and passionate soul on Earth. He could also be the most amusing soul on Earth. He had this remarkable ability to turn any situation into a joke. He was one of the most sarcastic, yet loveable men she had ever met. She was sure that the only reason he got away with some of his remarks was because of the cheeky smile that accompanied them. Even the coldest man's heart warmed at that smile, and it was probably one of the reasons the system lords hadn't killed him so quickly. It infuriated them, and therefore they wanted him to suffer. This was a good thing, surprisingly enough. It usually gave them time to escape.

On occasion he did annoy her. He had a habit of playing dumb and that infuriated her.

He wasn't as stupid as he liked to make out. Firstly, you need a degree to become a Colonel. Secondly, he probably knew more than his fair share of astrophysics and astronomy. He didn't keep that telescope just for watching the neighbors. He would, however, make the most adorable faces when acting intellectually challenged. That was one of the things which first attracted her to him. The clocked ticked steadily as she lay there. His warm breath tickled her ear and his chin rested on her shoulder. She could feel his cheek nuzzled against her neck, and she liked it. She was comfortable and safe. It was ironic really. Here she was lying in his strong arms - the capable arms of a trained killer, but arms that would never hurt her. She had never felt safer, would never be safer. If ever the situation arose, Sam knew she would willingly die for him. No matter how slim the chances of his survival were, she would never, ever leave him behind. As long as there was hope, she wouldn't desert him. Sometimes she wondered if he was the reason that kept her from leaving the SGC. Cheyenne Mountain Complex had been a hell to her these past few years; everything bad that had happened there had affected her. It had all started with Kowalski. She had had so many bad experiences including the Broca Virus, Jolinar and that incident with the light. Yet she always bounced back. She just couldn't stay away. It wasn't because she was addicted to her work; she was addicted to him. Everyone said she spent too long with her gadgets, but in truth she wasn't, for most of the time she was in her lab, she was not alone. She was with him; he was in her mind. She could sit for hours thinking about him. Once, just after Daniel ascended, they had drifted apart a bit. She became so desperate to get him back that she even flirted slightly with Jonas to make him jealous. It had worked, and she didn't have to worry that she had lead Jonas on. He had gone home to Kelowna and Daniel was back. The replacement was finally out of their hair. Although she had never told anyone about this, Sam had had her doubts about entering the military. She knew it meant a difficult life. She had not known about the Stargate, and the subsequent chaos that her life would descend into, but it was all worth it, just so that she could meet the man of her dreams. His leg, the one draped across her thigh, twitched. Her hand wandered down and began to caress it. She had never felt so content. She just wanted to shout out loud, to tell the world that she was in love. Her emotions were so strong; sometimes she felt she could just cry from the excess of her love for him . Despite his reputation as being someone with a problem with scientists, he was extremely romantic. Sam had never been so spoilt or so carefully seduced before. There had been so much hurt in his life. He didn't deserve any of it. Sam was determined to bring some light into his life. She would look after him and love him until the end of her days, whether he liked it or not. (He did like it, but wouldn't admit that he liked being looked after. It didn't suit his soldier image.) Sam closed her eyes and listened to the regular sound of his breathing. In the silence of the early morning, it was comforting. He was a comfort.fuck the regs. Sam felt like she could never sleep alone again. Lulled by the gentle breathing rhythm of the sleeping man curled around her, she soon lost awareness and drifted off to sleep, perchance to dream of the one man she truly loved and who loved her in return, - Colonel John J. O'Neill - Jack.