Chapter Seven

Author: roseofthegate

Disclaimer: Please don't tell me I have to write this again!!! Anyone who has legal problems with my story, see the disclaimer in Chapter 1-6. Not goin' to type it again!!

A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! As most of you know, I sprained my hand and am slowly being allowed to type again. Also most of you know that my grandma died and I took some time off writing. That was just mainly because of my hand though. Just a little for warning: tell me if I'm getting too angsty, it's just part of me right now if ya know what I mean.

To: Mallovorwen. Thanks for the sympathy. When I found out that I had only sprained my hand, I was estastic. I really am enjoying your story. Update soon, please.

To: Dana-Carter. I was surprised when there weren't more sentiments like yours about Daniel and Kara. My mom has always told me that Janet and Daniel weren't compatible. (Don't ask. I don't understand.) So I'm not opposed to Daniel/Janet, but I like my pairing a little better. Thanks for the input.

To: sk023: Officer Dalton wasn't meant to be a MacGyver reference. If it was, it was totally unconscious b/c I've only seen a handful of MacGyver episodes.

Anyway, read and review, review, review! Love y'all lots.

Sam's Point of View

Bright lights.

God, I hate bright lights.

I was waking up, obviously in the hospital. My left arm was in a sling, shoulder bandage neatly. My right hand...it's numb. I gingerly reach over with my 'slinged' arm and feel something warm, fuzzy, and weighted on my hand.

I give it a light tap. No response.

My vision is slowly coming into focus.

I hit it again. This time....

"DEAR GOD, WOMAN!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?" Jack half-shouts, surprised out of his siesta.

"Sorry," I said.

He looks at me and smiles as he comes over to me and gathers me in his arms tenderly. "I'm sorry, Sam. I...I thought I'd lost you. Don't do it again," he jokingly orders.

"Yes, s—" I was cut off as my Jack passionately kissing me. I stiffened and the relaxed, my uninjured arm going around his neck.

We could have kissed forever, only stopping for breath, until a nurse in the doorway cleared her throat.

Jack jumped back like a startled deer in headlights. I smiled slightly, and looked at the nurse, beckoning her to come into the room. She entered.

"Colonel Carter?" she asked.

I nodded.

"I'm here to check your vitals," she said and briskly did so. "Everything's stable," she said. "The doctor's only concern is that you have an unidentified metallic alloy in your bloodstream."

Jack and I exchanged a look as I said. "It's been in my bloodstream ever since I can remember. It never done any damage, so my just ignores it." I looked at the nurse nervously. Would she buy my story?

"Okay," the nurse said. "Here are your hospital release forms. We'd like to keep you here for observation overnight, but you can go home."

"Great!" I exclaimed. The nurse looked at me blandly and said, "Your dinner will be here in fifteen minutes, Colonel, and visiting hours will be over then, too." She looked at Jack when she said that. We both nodded as she left.

"Well, I guess I have to go now," he said. God, was it nice to see him again. I nodded. He leaned and gently brushed my lips with his. I put my hand on his shoulder to keep him there.

"Will you pick me up tomorrow morning?" I asked, gently brushing his cheek with my fingertips.

He nodded, "08.30 sharp."

I kissed him again and let him go.

"Do your paperwork," he said wickedly and left.

A/N: I know it's short, but I hope it satisfies at least some of you for a 'lil while. Press that purple button down there that says review and make me happy!! Love y'all lots.

P.S. I started one of those C2 things for the best of Sam and Jack. Check it out. If y'all want to be a staff member, put in your review.