Disclaimer: I don't own 'em. But I would have killed Pete when I wanted to if I did

Spoilers: 'Threads'

Pairing: S/J

Rating: PG-13ish

Jack lay in bed looking at the ceiling. He glanced over at his clock to see the time: 0200. It had been a rough couple of days for Sam so he brought her up to his cabin along with Daniel and Teal'c for a week of relaxation. He had finally got Sam to fish with him today… yesterday now. They had all gone to bed two hours ago, Jack in his room, Sam in the guest room next to his room, Daniel on the pull out couch and Teal'c was off meditating somewhere. Not able to fall asleep, Jack stared at the ceiling listening to the crickets when he heard what he thought were sniffles. Passing it off as him imagination he didn't think anything about it. However, when he heard it again he decided to investigate. He got out of bed and padded out of his room wearing pajama pants and on old, faded air force t-shirt. He walked quietly down the hall coming to Sam's room. Listening at the door he knew he defiantly heard sniffling and crying. He knocked lightly on the door as a warning he was coming in and slowly opened the door. The moonlight coming through the window revealed Sam, lying with her back to the door, with balled up tissues all around her.

"Carter?" Jack asked tentatively "Sam, are you ok?"

When she didn't answer Jack advanced into the room and circled around the bed to the side she was facing.

"Hey," he said quietly and comfortingly as he squatted down to eyelevel with her "What's up?"

Sam wiped the tears off her face and sat up. Jack sat on the bed next to her and ran his hand up and down her arm "Nothing…everything. I just don't know what to do right now. Dad's gone and yeah we had gotten very close but I also feel bad because I don't feel that bad about losing Pete." Sensing she wasn't done, Jack waited a few seconds and she started talking again "Then I was thinking about Dad and when I asked him what he thought of Pete he said he seemed nice and then told me Selmak liked him. But…"

"Selmak couldn't have," Jack finished for her "I know."

"And then before Dad died he told me to be happy, to basically screw the regs and do what makes me happy. I kept telling him I was happy with Pete but looking back I think I was trying to convince myself more than him. He knew. He knew how we felt about each other."

"Feel…at least I still feel that way. Hell, I think everyone but us knows." At Sam's questioning look he continued "Kerry Johnson, when she broke things off with me she basically said she knew I was…am in love with you."

"Do you want to know what I was going to tell you when I came to your house the other day?" Sam asked putting her head on his shoulder

He ran his fingers through her hair "What?"

"That Pete buying a house was such a scary thing. I was being propelled into something I wasn't completely sure I wanted." She told him "Pete said the back yard was good for a dog. He was thinking about getting a dog when I hadn't even completely processed having the wedding. Why does this have to be so confusing?"

"Honestly, Sam, I don't know. But I think we have been given lots of signs. And I love you."

Sam looked at him "I love you, too. I have for such a long time. But what do we do about the regulations?"

Jack took his hands in his "Sam, I'm the General. I have a lot of power. Besides, this country and the President owe us a lot. I'll talk to the President when we get back and see what he can do about changing the regs at the SGC at least."

"Indeed," Sam replied in a Teal'c-like manner before giggling

"No giggling, Colonel," Jack playfully scolded.

Sam stifled a yawn before replying halfheartedly "Yes, sir."

"Ok, we need to get you to sleep," Jack told her as he lightly pushed her so she was lying down again.

He got up but a hand stopped him "Stay? It sounds a little cliché but will you hold me tonight?"

"Of course," replied Jack before sliding into bed. Sam turned so she was facing him. Jack reached out and brushed a piece of hair out the way

"Thank you for being here for me. You know what to say… or not say," Sam admitted quietly

Jack raised his eyebrows smiling and rolled onto his back "Like I said before, always. As for knowing what to say, I know you and I know when I shouldn't say anything and just let you talk or sit in silence."

Sam smiled and scooted closer, laying her head on his chest just below his shoulder and draped an arm over his chest. Jack wrapped his arms around his blonde 2IC and kissed the top of her head

"Night, Sam."

"G'night, Jack. I love you," mumbled Sam as she dozed off.

"I love you too, babe," Jack whispered his reply to a now sleeping Sam before falling asleep himself.

The end for now

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