Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate SG-1 or any of its characters (unfortunately -sigh-). I'm just a person who likes to write so the owners have no reason to sue me.

A/N: Well, my little writing frenzy has decided to die on me but it was good while it lasted. So for sure updating will go back to normal (once a week) unless otherwise inspired. This chapter is a little lacking in my opinion but that's because I wanted to keep this chapter PG-13. Had to cut lots of things out -laughs nervously- Maybe I'll add in more parts with Katy to this one later. Ignore any spelling or grammer related problems. I'll fix those again later. Anywho...onto the fic!

Jack watched over Sam silently, waiting for her to wake up. It had been a couple of days since they tried the memory recall device. He thought it strange when she didn't wake up after the first couple of hours but Janet reassured him.

"Don't worry, Jack. Her body was just under a lot of stress and it needs time to recover. All of this sleep that she's getting is helping so just let her rest, alright?" He had agreed and had been by Sam's side ever since. He had been dragged out of the infimary a few times to get food but other than that, he hadn't taken his eyes off of her.

That morning, Janet had given Jack the okay to take Sam home if he wanted. He agreed that home might be better for her and brought her back that afternoon. Katy was curious as to why her mother was sleeping but her father just told her that she had some tests done on her and that they had tired her out.

He could tell that her dreams were plauged with nightmares. She'd cry out sometimes and talk in her sleep, pleading and whimpering. It pained him to see her like this but it was what she wanted. He couldn't argue with her over that so all he could do was try and comfort her the best ways he knew how. He had taken a few naps next to her, talked to her about better things, rubbed her back, and played with her hair. Katy had even come in and read her a story, which surprisingly made her calm down a lot.

The paticular dream she was having now seemed to be a really bad one. Her breathing had increased and she had been tossing and turning. Sweat creased her brow, her eyes shutting even tighter than Jack thought possible. "No..." she whispered.

Her husband got up from his chair he had dragged into her room and sat down on the bed slowly. "Shh..." he shoothed as he ran his fingers through her hair. "It's alright, Sam," he whispered.

"No..." she said a bit more forcefully. She was shaking her head violently in her sleep.

Jack fought back his own anger rising inside of him. He wanted to kill who ever had done this to his wife. She was the strongest, smartest, and most beautiful woman he had ever known and could not believe that some one could treat her like some play thing. That Goa'uld better hope that I never get my hands on him.

His thoughts were interrupted as Sam bolted straight up in her bed. "NOOOO!" she screamed as she tried to untangle the blankets from her body.

"Sam!"

Jack grabbed hold of her before she fell out of the bed in a heap of arms and legs. Her breathing was rapid, her eyes wide in terror. Her eyes darted around the room until they landed on Jack. She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. "Jack..." she tried to say but it came out shaky.

"Shh...it's okay, Sam," he soothed. He gathered her into his arms and pulled her on to his lap. She broke down into tears, sobbing loudly. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him. She hid her head in the nape of his neck. "Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack," she said over and over again between sobs.

He embraced her tightly and gave her a kiss on the hair. "You're safe, Sam. Nobody is ever going to hurt you again," he promised, trying to hold back his own tears. "Do you remember what happened?"

She nodded quickly. "Yes, oh god yes," she cried as she burried deeper into his embrace. The memories were burned into her mind. "They...they..." She was so upset she couldn't even form a sentence.

He rubbed her back softly. "I know, Sam. I know," he whispered into her ear. "I promise you that no one will ever treat you like that ever again."

She started to cry harder at his words. "Don't let me go, Jack."

He gave her another kiss on the forehead and hugged her tighter. "I won't ever let you go. I promise."

A shaky laugh escaped Sam only to be replaced by more sobs. "I love you so much," she whispered.

"I know, Sam. I love you too."

She looked up into his eyes, a small smile breaking through her tears. "I...I remember..."

"Everything?" he asked hopefully.

A small frown. "Well, not everything yet. Just the some memories. The bad ones..." she shivered.

He gave her another kiss on the forehead. "It's okay, Sam. It's just going to take some time for the good ones to return. Hopefully the memory recall device opened up the gate and missing memories will come flooding through," he reassured her.

Sam nodded slowly as she rested her head on his chest. "I remember that night..."

Jack froze for a moment before he smiled. "I remember too. It was a very good night."

Sam closed her eyes slowly and nodded as she leaned into his chest. She was suddenly feeling very tired again.

"Maybe you should get some more sleep," her husband suggested as he lay her back down on to the bed. She nodded and he got off the bed slowly. He pulled the blankets back up on to her and leaned in and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Good night, Sam."

He started to pull away to go to his own room but her arms snaked out from underneath the covers. She wrapped them around his neck and slowly pulled him in. "Stay, please?" she begged. Her blue eyes caught his brown ones and pleaded to him.

He nodded slowly as he lay down on to the bed slowly. "Are you sure about this?" he asked suddenly. He didn't want a repeat of the episode at the cabin.

She leaned in, her lips touching his as she softly kissed him. "I'm sure," she breathed into his ear as she broke away from him. Jack moved in this time, catching her lips and deepened the kiss. Sam didn't resist as she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck.

With his kiss, all of her worries seemed to disappear. She was no longer just some female to ravish or some prisoner to interrogate. She was his wife--Jack's wife-- and a mother to a beautiful daughter.

The two broke away from each other satisfied. Sam leaned into his warm embrace and slowly closed her eyes. She felt safe for the first time in many, many years. Now I know what I've been missing, she thought to herself with a smirk.

"Good night, Jack," she yawned as she snuggled into his side.

He smiled to himself as he gave her another kiss on the forehead. "Good night, Sam."
A/N: I know, short! But what's a writer going to do?! Now, this is the section where I will start to take suggestions and maybe...just maybe...I might use some of them that catch my interest with the next course of this story. If not, I have some of my own courses of action to take but I am interested in where all of you think I'm going to take this. If you like, leave a comment or drop me an email (it is located on my bio page). Just make sure to make the subject "Memories" so that I know it's not some virus or something. You can leave suggestions on what happens next or even some memories you would like to see mentioned. Any and all suggestions are welcomed -grin- I'll be waiting!

Until next time!