It's not the best story but I found it laying around and decided I might as well post it. Hope you like it. :)
Slowly everything appeared lightened and Sam looked above herself and noticed the night sky, she raised her hands to experience the sight better, but found she could not. Her hands and feet were chained to the grassy nole she was standing on. She looked around frantiquely and found Pete lounging quite comfortably and watching her. She pleaded with him but he would not move, so she changed tactiques and called for help. Pete laughed and mocked her, but suddenly there appeared a vague shadow of a human and he snapped his fingers and Pete and the chains disappeared. Sam looked up, her dream self quickly forgeting about the help from the stranger, the stars were still spread out in a carpet above her head, still spectacular. Her feet slowly lifted off from the ground, her body following her outstretched arms. The brief thought that she should have more dreams like this came to mind as she joined the celestial bodies in a dance. The vague shadow that had helped her slowly approched her and joined her dance, their bodies practically merging as one as they swirled in perfect harmony, no mistakes just themselves and the stars. As the dream started to dissolve she looked up quickly and gasped in surprise at the face she saw there. The face of a Jack O'Neill.