"But it's wrong Sam."
"Oh quit moaning and just pick it off!" Sam picked up a slice of pizza and turned her attention back to the TV.
"Whoever had the bright idea to put fruit on pizza needs shooting." Daniel mumbled into his beer bottle. He carefully picked off all the pineapple and settled back into the couch. Whilst he pretended to watch TV, he took the time to study Sam while she ate. She was sat on the other couch, in tracksuit bottoms, a tank top and sneakers. Her legs were crossed and she looked very relaxed. She always did when he came round for pizza and beer. She claimed that she didn't have to put on a front with him. She could just throw on some comfy clothes, kick her shoes off and relax. It was something that Daniel felt proud of in many ways.
They'd worked closely together for so many years. Having bonded right at the start, they're shared love and dedication to their work had quickly made them friends as well as team mates. Now that Jack and Janet were married, Daniel spent less time with his friend and Sam had made it her business to make sure that he didn't feel the loss too much. He smiled softly. He enjoyed her company. She knew him well and accepted him for what he was. He loved being off-world knowing that she would be waking him for his watch. He loved the way she gently roused him from his sleep by whispering his name in his ear. Loved the way she always made sure there was fresh coffee for him and sometimes she stayed up a while, talking about the days events or just keeping him company by the fire.
In general, he was beginning to realize that if he ever started another relationship, he'd want it to be as easy going as this. He wanted someone who understood his passion and commitment to his work and he wanted someone who would delight in sharing the simple things in life. He finished his pizza and noticed that Sam had finished hers too.
Sam stretched out and put her plate on the floor. She shifted so that Daniel could get on the couch and settled back into his embrace. She often thought that maybe this kind of contact overstepped the boundaries of their friendship. But it was something they were both comfortable with and quite often both needed. She felt him shift slightly behind her and then rested her head back against his chest. Enjoying the closeness of the moment.
They watched the film in relative silence, passing the odd comment here and there. When it ended Daniel went to get up and Sam let out a small moan of protest.
"Sam, if I don't get up now, I'm not going to get up at all."
"Would that be such a bad thing?"
"Yes. I'll have one hell of a back ache in the morning." Daniel wasn't quite sure where Sam was going with this but he didn't want to make any assumptions.
"It's not the most comfy couch in the world is it."
"No."
Sam reluctantly got up and allowed him to sit up. He got up and wandered off to the bathroom as she cleared away the offending debris of empty beer bottles and pizza crusts. She stared out of the kitchen window at the sky, thinking about her relationship with Daniel and the way in which recently, it had seemed they were becoming something more than friends. She wondered if he felt it too or if it was just her, looking for something more than there was.
"Penny for them." His voice was soft and husky. The way it always was when he got tired.
She turned and looked at him. "You really want to know?"
Daniel smiled at her. "I wouldn't ask if I didn't."
"I was thinking about our relationship. What you mean to me in particular? And why I don't seem to be able to keep a boyfriend."
Daniel gazed at her softly, unwilling to comment for the moment. Content to listen.
"I came to a realization tonight. This is where I'm most comfortable Daniel. Anywhere with you. You know me. I don't feel the need to put on a brave face with you. I can tell you anything. Ask you anything. You don't judge me. Expect anything from me. You just accept me. And I don't think I ever really realized how important that was to me. Until now."
"Thanks Sam."
"If I ask you something Daniel....promise me you'll give me an honest answer."
Daniel frowned. "Of course Sam."
"Do you ever wish there was something more between us?"
'Anything but that.' Daniel sighed inwardly. He shrugged slightly. "Honestly?" She nodded. "Yes Sam I do. Do you?"
She smiled. "Honestly?" He nodded slowly. "All the time."
For a moment they just looked at each other until Daniel closed the distance and hugged her tightly. Gently moving back and cupping her face with his hands, he kissed her tenderly, the way he'd dreamt of kissing her a thousand times before.
"Oh quit moaning and just pick it off!" Sam picked up a slice of pizza and turned her attention back to the TV.
"Whoever had the bright idea to put fruit on pizza needs shooting." Daniel mumbled into his beer bottle. He carefully picked off all the pineapple and settled back into the couch. Whilst he pretended to watch TV, he took the time to study Sam while she ate. She was sat on the other couch, in tracksuit bottoms, a tank top and sneakers. Her legs were crossed and she looked very relaxed. She always did when he came round for pizza and beer. She claimed that she didn't have to put on a front with him. She could just throw on some comfy clothes, kick her shoes off and relax. It was something that Daniel felt proud of in many ways.
They'd worked closely together for so many years. Having bonded right at the start, they're shared love and dedication to their work had quickly made them friends as well as team mates. Now that Jack and Janet were married, Daniel spent less time with his friend and Sam had made it her business to make sure that he didn't feel the loss too much. He smiled softly. He enjoyed her company. She knew him well and accepted him for what he was. He loved being off-world knowing that she would be waking him for his watch. He loved the way she gently roused him from his sleep by whispering his name in his ear. Loved the way she always made sure there was fresh coffee for him and sometimes she stayed up a while, talking about the days events or just keeping him company by the fire.
In general, he was beginning to realize that if he ever started another relationship, he'd want it to be as easy going as this. He wanted someone who understood his passion and commitment to his work and he wanted someone who would delight in sharing the simple things in life. He finished his pizza and noticed that Sam had finished hers too.
Sam stretched out and put her plate on the floor. She shifted so that Daniel could get on the couch and settled back into his embrace. She often thought that maybe this kind of contact overstepped the boundaries of their friendship. But it was something they were both comfortable with and quite often both needed. She felt him shift slightly behind her and then rested her head back against his chest. Enjoying the closeness of the moment.
They watched the film in relative silence, passing the odd comment here and there. When it ended Daniel went to get up and Sam let out a small moan of protest.
"Sam, if I don't get up now, I'm not going to get up at all."
"Would that be such a bad thing?"
"Yes. I'll have one hell of a back ache in the morning." Daniel wasn't quite sure where Sam was going with this but he didn't want to make any assumptions.
"It's not the most comfy couch in the world is it."
"No."
Sam reluctantly got up and allowed him to sit up. He got up and wandered off to the bathroom as she cleared away the offending debris of empty beer bottles and pizza crusts. She stared out of the kitchen window at the sky, thinking about her relationship with Daniel and the way in which recently, it had seemed they were becoming something more than friends. She wondered if he felt it too or if it was just her, looking for something more than there was.
"Penny for them." His voice was soft and husky. The way it always was when he got tired.
She turned and looked at him. "You really want to know?"
Daniel smiled at her. "I wouldn't ask if I didn't."
"I was thinking about our relationship. What you mean to me in particular? And why I don't seem to be able to keep a boyfriend."
Daniel gazed at her softly, unwilling to comment for the moment. Content to listen.
"I came to a realization tonight. This is where I'm most comfortable Daniel. Anywhere with you. You know me. I don't feel the need to put on a brave face with you. I can tell you anything. Ask you anything. You don't judge me. Expect anything from me. You just accept me. And I don't think I ever really realized how important that was to me. Until now."
"Thanks Sam."
"If I ask you something Daniel....promise me you'll give me an honest answer."
Daniel frowned. "Of course Sam."
"Do you ever wish there was something more between us?"
'Anything but that.' Daniel sighed inwardly. He shrugged slightly. "Honestly?" She nodded. "Yes Sam I do. Do you?"
She smiled. "Honestly?" He nodded slowly. "All the time."
For a moment they just looked at each other until Daniel closed the distance and hugged her tightly. Gently moving back and cupping her face with his hands, he kissed her tenderly, the way he'd dreamt of kissing her a thousand times before.
