JACKS POV

' I'm a WHAT!'

'You are ascen'-

'I KNOWWHAT YOU SAID!'

I couldn't believe it, I wouldn't believe it. One moment I m alive the next I'm... I'm

THIS!

'what happened to me' I asked

'you were shot, by a politician' oma answered

'Politician eh? I always thought I'd die more …. In action but Im dead so it doesn't frikkin matter!' I felt my anger swell up

'there is no need for you to raise your voice though the wind howls doesn't mean it is angry.'

Argh my head I winced in pain as the memories flooded back to me

FLASBACK

'So Carter, enjoying the party?'

'Yes sir'

'Where's Pete?'

'He's talking with dad'

'Oh'

At the bar shakily stood a very drunk Joe Faxeon ordering more martinis. I walked up to him.

'Hey Joe don't cha think you should ease off the drinks eh?'

'Hell no Jack-ass is telling me what to do' he slurred then pulled out his gun and fired. He missed several times but kept shooting, people ducked and I took out gun. Carter helped me up.

'Go find Pete' I ordered

'But sir'

'NOW!'

She turned away and then it happened I looked back at Joe and his bullet went right through my lung. Carter came running back to me.

'sssssiiiiiiiiirrr!' I heard her yell, everything was blurring now. I turned my head to see 'her, I could only see my Sam and her tears she shed for me'

'S-Samantha' was the last word I said before ending up here.

END FLASHBACK

'Carter' I whispered

'Is she okay!' I asked worriedly

'yes she survived'

I sighed with relief.

Oma smiled then disappeared

'Wait what do I do now?' I yelled

Open your heart, you will see it

'oh great' I muttered. I closed my eyes, waited a few minutes. Nothing.

'Okay I gave it a try!' I yelled hoping she'd hear me. Nothing.

I closed my eyes again and opened them. I was brought back to my funeral

'aw crap' I muttered. I saw them bring the casket into the wormhole.

I looked around, no sign of Carter.

I opened my eyes and was at a hospital. Charlie's hospital.

I sat in the waiting room, looked around and saw the other ascended and ancients there reading magazines. Oma walked up to me in a nurse outfit.

'Why am I here?'

'This is a place you hold deep in you heart'

'yeah,…Charlie's hospital, the one we brought him here after the accident' I said. Oma simply nodded.

'want anything?'

'food from the cafeteria?'

She nodded.

'ummm...mashed potatoes and chicken'

Oma smiled.

Tears stung behind my eyeballs

'Charlie's last meal' I stated

With that Oma left. I took a look at the morning paper, a picture of me at my funeral and the headline saying 'ONEILL attends his own funeral' other pictures stated 'the mourners' Jack's eyes were drawn to the picture, out of all the people crying he only saw Sam's face. He ripped the pictures out of the newspaper of Sam's face and gazed at it.

Oma arrived with the meal, Jack folded the paper and put it in his pocket.

After my meal I closed my eyes again trying to go find her. I reopened my eyes again. I was in my office, I heard some one crying. I peered over my desk and saw Sam. I always hated seeing her cry, it made my heart ache. She was crying into my leather jacket.

Just then I saw the opened box on the floor…

'oh shit'

SAM'S POV

I sensed another presence in the room; I looked up and met those familiar chocolaty brown eyes. JACK.

'JACK!' I gasped

I could see he was taken by surprise.

'Sam' he replied, just then I remembered I was on the floor clutching his leather jacket and the engagement ring. I got up quickly and put his coat on his desk.

'Jack…' I was searching was searching for the words.

'What happened I thought you were dead' I went to touch his hand but I went through it.

'you-your-your ascended' I said

He nodded

'So I see you cleaned out my drawer' I felt my face blush.

'yah'

He walked up to the calendar.

'So how was your wedding?' he asked I noticed him wincing.

' I didn't get married, we broke it off' I told him. He looked at me trying to hide his smile. Oh I so badly wanted to touch him.

JACK'S POV

I walked up to the calendar it had been two months since she was supposed to get married. I winced as I asked her 'so how was your wedding?'

'I didn't get married, we broke it off'

I heard she say. I tried to hide my smile but I was unsuccessful. I so badly wanted to touch her, feel her, taste her, but because of this DAMN ascension I couldn't.

'I hate irony, either way I can't touch her alive: against the regs and dead: just can't

I walked up to her and tried to cup her cheek, are skin barely touch but atleast I felt her warmth.

'Your so cold' she said

I chuckled

'well of course I m dead'

I saw her shed tears which went through my hand 'kinda really annoying don't cha think?'

I brought my lips to hers. I rested on them not passing through her

'really hard to kiss when they can go through yea!'

SAM'S POV

He tried to cup my cheek in effort of trying to touch me. Although he couldn't I felt his warmth.

'your cold' I told him

'of course I'm dead' he said then chuckled

Tears ran down my face and went through his hand.

Oops!

He tried to bring his lips to mine. There it was again….. the warmth.

The first kiss I was legally aloud to have with him but now he was dead.