"Are you asleep?"
The barely whispered words echoed through the room. She knew that he was awake. It was one of those senses that had developed in the close contact over seven years of off world trip. There were some things that she needed to say and the darkness of the night provided a shield from his eyes while the intimacy of them lying in sleeping bags so close to one another provided the necessary forum.
"I need to apologize for my behavior this morning, Sir."
"Don't you think I should be the one apologizing?"
"I didn't mean to put you in such a position it just, I've been so lonely."
He could hear the pain in her voice and wanted desperately to respond to ease not only her loneliness but his as well.
"You'll be home soon. You're dad will be here in what – can't be more than a month. You'll be home with Pete (the name burned his tongue)."
"We haven't heard from the SGC in weeks. What if it's not us; what if something is wrong on their end? Maybe it will take weeks or months to fix the gate, about the time we starve to death."
"Your dad…"
She cut him off
"My dad - how do you even know that he is even coming?"
He tried to soothe her, hearing the desperation and anxiety in her voice,
"Look Carter you've got to have faith. They won't forget about us not Daniel, not Teal'c, not Hammond, not your dad and not Pete."
"Pete, there's no Pete."
"Come on, I heard the humming, actually saw the guy (mother fucking son of a bitch)."
"No, there's no Pete. It was over before this mission."
"You'll see, you'll be able to patch thing up when you get home."
"You don't understand, I never want to see him again."
Something about her voice gave him a chill and he reached out to her.
"He didn't hurt you; I'll kill the son of a bitch."
She laughed without and joy.
"Like to see him try. No, it just didn't work out. (He wanted more and I wanted you.)"
Oh Christ, he didn't want to hear any details.
"What about Hammond, the guys"
"The gate could have exploded, or captured or run out of money." She voice sounded a little edgy.
"Your dad" He kept giving her options and she kept shooting them down
"He might not know. You know the Tok'Ra"
"He'd know, Sam."
"We don't even know if he's alive or if he is if he can get transportation."
"Sam, you'd know. And you know that he move heaven and earth to get here. You have to believe in the people who love you."
"Just one man in the whole universe, kind of puts a lot on his shoulders."
He could hear the trembling in her voice, trying to hold in the sobs. He pulled her into his arms, sleeping bag and all.
"Come here."
She nestled into his proffered shoulder trying to believe, trying to pull herself together.
"You know, Carter you're going to have to do this for me too."
"You get down, Sir"
"Big time. Ask Daniel."
The barely whispered words echoed through the room. She knew that he was awake. It was one of those senses that had developed in the close contact over seven years of off world trip. There were some things that she needed to say and the darkness of the night provided a shield from his eyes while the intimacy of them lying in sleeping bags so close to one another provided the necessary forum.
"I need to apologize for my behavior this morning, Sir."
"Don't you think I should be the one apologizing?"
"I didn't mean to put you in such a position it just, I've been so lonely."
He could hear the pain in her voice and wanted desperately to respond to ease not only her loneliness but his as well.
"You'll be home soon. You're dad will be here in what – can't be more than a month. You'll be home with Pete (the name burned his tongue)."
"We haven't heard from the SGC in weeks. What if it's not us; what if something is wrong on their end? Maybe it will take weeks or months to fix the gate, about the time we starve to death."
"Your dad…"
She cut him off
"My dad - how do you even know that he is even coming?"
He tried to soothe her, hearing the desperation and anxiety in her voice,
"Look Carter you've got to have faith. They won't forget about us not Daniel, not Teal'c, not Hammond, not your dad and not Pete."
"Pete, there's no Pete."
"Come on, I heard the humming, actually saw the guy (mother fucking son of a bitch)."
"No, there's no Pete. It was over before this mission."
"You'll see, you'll be able to patch thing up when you get home."
"You don't understand, I never want to see him again."
Something about her voice gave him a chill and he reached out to her.
"He didn't hurt you; I'll kill the son of a bitch."
She laughed without and joy.
"Like to see him try. No, it just didn't work out. (He wanted more and I wanted you.)"
Oh Christ, he didn't want to hear any details.
"What about Hammond, the guys"
"The gate could have exploded, or captured or run out of money." She voice sounded a little edgy.
"Your dad" He kept giving her options and she kept shooting them down
"He might not know. You know the Tok'Ra"
"He'd know, Sam."
"We don't even know if he's alive or if he is if he can get transportation."
"Sam, you'd know. And you know that he move heaven and earth to get here. You have to believe in the people who love you."
"Just one man in the whole universe, kind of puts a lot on his shoulders."
He could hear the trembling in her voice, trying to hold in the sobs. He pulled her into his arms, sleeping bag and all.
"Come here."
She nestled into his proffered shoulder trying to believe, trying to pull herself together.
"You know, Carter you're going to have to do this for me too."
"You get down, Sir"
"Big time. Ask Daniel."
