Sam's habit by StevDown
Disclaimer : Hell, if I owned stargate Sam and Jack would have gotten together a long time ago.
This damn thing was given her problems. Samantha Carter, all around genius was stuck. She put her head in her hands and muttered a very strong swearword under her breath. At least she wasn't like Daniel when he was stuck he would wander around his office, clutching a large mug of black coffee and growing out swearwords. Sam shake her head to get her mind back to the present, Maybe if she allowed her self a quick nap it would clear her head.
Sam woke up as soon as the door opened and instinctively, she knows it was Jack. She felt his presents as he crossed the room and started to put away the device she had been working on. This was a habit Sam had developed over the years. He never told her that he did this and she never let on that she knows about it. But Sam couldn't resist letting out a sigh as he picked her up. Sam relaxed into Jacks chest and listened to his heartbeat.
She must have dozed off because next thing Jack was putting her on the bed in her quarters. When she heard Jack say goodnight it was all she could do not to jump of the bed, grab Jack and kiss him. Instead she rolled over, smiled and went back to sleep dreaming of Jack O'Neill.