Sam arrived at the hospital in the early hours of the morning, she went straight to the reception desk. "My name is Major Carter, I'm looking for Colonel O'Neill's room please." The nurse on duty had been told by Hammond to let Sam up.
When Sam got to the room, she slowly opened the door; she saw her father on one side of Jack's bed and Hammond on the other. When she looked at Jack she could hardly recognize him, he was pale and looked so fragile.
Jacob had woken at the sound of the door opening. "Sammy?" She didn't answer him, just walked up to Jack's side.
"What happened?" She asked in a whisper.
Hammond had awoken and answered gently; "He shot himself."
Her head shot up. "What? Why?" She asked frantically. But she did not need an answer, she already knew.
She looked back down at Jack and jumped when she saw he was staring up at her.
"Jack?" she whispered.
"What happened to your eye?" He questioned; neither General had noticed the black and blue bruise slowly appearing on her cheekbone.
She shook her head. "It doesn't matte-"
"Yes it does, he hit you."
It was not a question.
"Yes," she whispered, "but I hit him right back!" Jack lifted his hand to Sam's cheek, she lent into his touch.
Neither noticed the two older men leave the room.
Jack looked into her eyes, "I'm sorry," she whispered, "I never should have said yes to him, I…I thought you didn't-"
"I've never stopped caring for you Sam if any thing I've fallen more in love with you." He interrupted.
A tear slipped down her cheek, which he willed away with his thumb. She lay down next to him on the bed and held him close, careful of his self-inflicted wound.
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Hammond was right; Sam was the only thing that made him better. He was slowly coming out of his depression and he would eat on his own. Sam would stay with him all the time, and when they were alone at night she would lay on the bed next to him.
He was released a week later with strict instructions to rest. Sam took him home but they didn't stay very long, just enough time to grab some clothes for a few days. And then they hit the road.
After driving for a few hours they arrived at their destination. The two hopped out of Sam's car, and walked around to the front of it.
"What do ya think?" Jack asked nervously.
"It's beautiful Jack." She answered, wrapping her arms around his waist. They gathered their bags and went into the cabin.
TBC
