A/N- Thank's so much for all the reviews guys! This is it, the last one.
Sam Carter was busy in her lab, investigating her new 'Doohickey'.
She was so engrossed in her newest toy that she failed to notice someone had entered her lab.
She jumped when she felt strong arms encircle her waist and pull her to his back.
"Boo" Jack whispered in her ear before letting her go and moving around the other side of her so that she could see him.
"You scared the crap out of me!" Sam couldn't help but smile
She wanted to be mad at him for making her jump and drop her tools but just having here was worth the scare.
Looking into his eyes the anger melted away with the knowledge that he would be in her bed and she would be waking up in his arms instead of the pillow that held his scent.
"Well that was the general idea" he sent her a small smile before he carried on, "So I see you're here late again. I thought you'd liked to go home early now?"
She smiled and tried to keep herself from jumping into his arms and asking him to carry her home. She showed him her new toy.
"Well Daniel found this on his last trip off world and I couldn't help myself. Did you have a nice time with General Landry?" she started to pack her tools away wanting to show she wasn't too eager and pleased that Jack had come to her lab to take her away.
"You know how it is, yack, yack, yack over nothing too important. I would much rather be with someone else..." he trailed off winking at her.
She started to blush.
"Well how about we head back to my place, have a quiet night together before you have to leave in the morning?" Sam moved past him towards the large door.
"The lady can read minds. Sounds great," Jack smiled at her before following her.
Forty minutes later and they were in her living room and in silence.
She didn't know why they were like this. They had both been excited to be able to spend sometime together but when they had gotten here it just seemed to happen.
She mused maybe it was because he was leaving again in the morning. She hated it when he left and she missed him so much when he left. But he was here in front of her and still she felt he was already gone.
"Hank said you're going on a mission tomorrow, why didn't you tell me?" Jack sat up a little straighter, letting the beer in his hands drop to the coffee table before he turned fully to face her.
"Slipped my mind I guess, sorry" and then they were silent again. He slouched back on the couch and she slightly moved forward lost in thought. It lasted five minutes before she felt his hand tracing patterns on her back.
"Something on your mind?" she asked him, shifting so that her legs draped over his lap.
"Yeah…actually, just thinking how I wish we had done this sooner ya know? We could have been so happy; it was there in front of us all the time." He stroked her legs as he spoke.
"I know, I think that sometimes too, but at least we didn't wait any longer, we have each other now and that's all the matters right?" she spoke softly, almost a whisper.
She sat up and stoked his face before they kissed sweetly. Jack didn't like leaving for D.C he'd never tell her this but he found knowing he was going to be gone the next day the hardest thing he had to deal with. He had come to long to be with her. After 8 years of seeing her everyday this new job was not the best thing
He tried to savour every moment he was with her, memorize every little detail so it could keep him sane in the time they were apart. Without a word me moved up and stood, pulling her with him, and taking her into the bedroom, he spent the night holding her close, every time a particularly painful thought plagued him he's hold her that little bit tighter.
She'd ask him if he was okay and he would just nuzzle her neck and whispered yes. This is what he needed but as soon as the sun came up it would all be gone. Maybe retirement wasn't such a bad ideal.
Morning came too quickly.
Sam noticed how every time they said goodbye it seemed the same.
He collected his bag from by the door, she stood next to him, the taxi honking, telling each other they loved one another and then he was gone. It wasn't the best goodbye for someone who was going to face god knows what in the next four weeks before they saw each other again, but it was their goodbye. She took comfort in that.
The next day the mission was cancelled due to the natives on the planet starting a war, but Sam was thank full to have a little more time on earth. So she got her self once again engrossed in her new doohickey, studding it for hours.
After about the fourth hour she began to babble to her self about it, wondering out loud. She extended her hand in what she knew would be that last adjustment she would need to do to it before she fathomed it out when a bright white light engulfed her and she found her self about to poke Jack's eye out with the sharp tool she had in her hand, she jumped back sharply and so did he, the large leather chair he sat in spun round with him.
"Wha... What just happened?" Sam asked confused looking around.
"Welcome to my office! And I forgive you for nearly blinding me" he laughed a little and swayed back in the chair, waving an Asgard rock in her direction before carrying on, "like my new toy?"
"What's that then?" she took it from him and examined it.
"A present from Thor, I mentioned to him that I was having trouble seeing you as often as I wanted to, so he gave me this, one little swipe and you here or I'm there" he couldn't help but grin, now he could snuggle up to her at night and she could be home in the morning.
"This is great! Just make sure I'm not in the shower or anything before beaming me over" she placed it back in his palm after giving his a quick kiss.
"Ok so I'll let you get back now, but be ready for a sleepover at eight ok?" he smiled and didn't give her a chance to reply before swiping the rock on a board, beaming her off again.
Life was defiantly getting easier Jack thought.
END!