This is based off of 'Threads', because it really bugged me that Kerri walked out of Jacks house at that moment that she did. So, I had to write an alternate scene. Please read and review!
Please let me know if you think I should continue this. I am currently working on two other fics at the moment, but this one I really want to continue with the soonest.
By the way, the scene where Sam broke up with Pete happened BEFORE the scene where this starts. This is the scene where Sam goes into Jacks backyard.
Disclaimer-I do not own any of this.
"Pete put a down payment on a house," she paused. Only to look into his eyes. To see his reaction. Hoping that he would say something to her. About how she was meant for him, not Pete. She stared into his eyes, as she had many times before, but this time was different. This time she wanted the truth to come out-even if it meant losing her job.
"Well that's great!" Jack said, glancing nervously at his house for a second. It went unnoticed by Sam, as she wasn't paying any attention to anything other than the words coming out of her mouth, and his response to them.
"It's a beautiful house."
"But?"
"Its just…not right."
Jack stared at her thoughtfully. His deep, dark, brown eyes filled with curiosity, hoping Miss Johnson wouldn't come out of his house, and wondering why the person he truly loves, Sam, was torturing him about how she was getting married - to someone who wasn't himself.
"What's wrong with it? Termites? Or those bugs from P4X-723?" Jack said giving her one of those smiles. His sarcasm made Sam smile, laugh even, but it made it worse for her. He wasn't taking this seriously. Not that he truly new what she wanted to say. He knew what he wanted her to say, however. It was getting harder for her to make eye contact, and while this was unusual for her, she was facing her fears. She had waited for this moment for eight years. She wanted to come clean. To actually say it out loud. To admit it to him. To admit it to herself.
"No, sir." She managed to make eye contact before she said this but at the word 'sir', she looked down. Her eyes glazed over as she took a deep breath. "Its just that, there's something missing. Something that I don't think I could live without."
She paused, again looking up at him. Jack was going to make a joke here, but the seriousness in her face, and the glaze over her electric blue eyes caused him to think twice. To stop for a minute. Those eyes, he loved those eyes. He could look into them forever. He wanted them to be the first thing he saw during the day, and the last thing at night. On certain days he noticed that her eyes would be light, and natural looking. But on other days, her eyes turned stunningly bright, yet elegant, as beautiful as the event horizon of a bright blue wormhole. This was one of those days. "What it is, Carter? What's missing?"
"I broke it off with Pete because I didn't want to live a lie. I mean, I love Pete, but its not what I want. HES not what I want. And as much as I try to ignore it, I can't. And the more I try to remember that it can never happen, the more I think about it…the more I try to work it out in my head."
"Carter, what's missing?" Jack asked.
The stubbornness in Sam came out at this moment as she ignored his question. She wasn't ready to answer it. Not yet.
"And when I told Pete, he understood. He wasn't happy about it, but he understood. He said that he knew it. He knew it. He knew it all along. He knew it was coming. He knew it was going to happen."
"He knew what Carter?"
"He said, that he always saw it there. But when I told him 'yes', he thought that I had finally let go. That when I told him 'yes', it was forever."
"Carter!" Jack practically yelled. This only made Sam speak a little louder.
"I know that it's not aloud, but at the same time, I can't help but remembering how we've seen it before."
"Carter!" Jack said, again. "What's missing? What does Pete know?"
Sam looked up, a look of defeat on her face. She knew very well that she had nothing left to say, except the words to fill in the blanks. She knew that it was now or never. She looked around nervously before returning her gaze to Jack.
"Pete even bought a house that I described to him as my perfect house. But its missing…" She paused, then tried to gain the confidence to start over again.
"Yes, Carter?"
"It's not right because…it's missing you." Sam managed to say.
Jack looked at her. He wasn't sure if this was real or not. He was searching for the right words. She knew he didn't know what to say.
"Its OK," she said. "You don't have to say anything." She turned to leave, but Jack walked over to where she had been standing and took her by the arm.
"Sam," he said, "You know I care about you. I told you that. Four years ago. Remember? When those Tok'ra thought we were Zatarcs?" Jack had let go of her arm by now. He knew that she wasn't going anywhere. Not now.
"I didn't think you still-" She was cut off by Jack.
"I always have and I always will." Jack put his hands on her arms and gently kissed her on the forehead. He held her in his arms, and she held him too. She had never thought that this was how everything would fall out. She had hoped for it of course, but she never thought that it would actually happen. "I love you, Sam." He whispered.
Kerry Johnson was on the second floor of Jacks house. Her eyes gazed down onto Jack holding Sam. She knew that Sam and Jack were meant for each other. Anyone who has seen the two of them together knows that. Kerry knew very well that Jack loved her, but Sam was there. She wasn't mad, or jealous, she knew that Jack and Sam loved each other, and as much as it pained her to say it, she was OK with that. And if she wasn't? Oh, well. Because she was going to have to be OK with that. Plus, she wanted Jack to be happy, because, well, that's what people who are in love do, right?
Kerry sat on Jacks bedroom window seat, calmly sitting and waiting. Kerry had noticed Sam's arrival through the kitchen window. She had decided to leave them alone. To let them be.
She realized, of course, that SHE was the one dating Jack. But Sam was getting married, and if she needed to talk to Jack, Kerry would let her. It's perfectly understandable for her to want to talk to Jack. She could tell him anything, and Jack would listen. Kerry knew that. After all, Sam went on the field with him all the time. They trusted each other with their lives.
At this point she figured that there was no use in staying around. Whatever they were talking about out there, Jack was going to need some time to think about it. She went to the nightstand next to Jacks bed and went into the draw. She took out a pen and a piece of scrap paper and took it over to the window seat. She sat down and began to write.
"I love you too, si-"
"Jack." Jack corrected, cutting her off in the process.
"I love you too, Jack." Sam said as she smiled sweetly.
It was unusual for her to call him by his first name. But he liked. And so did she. She had called him by his first name before. But only on certain occasions, like when they were close to death. He always knew when she finally decided that nothing she could do would help them when she called him 'Jack'. He remembered back to when they thought they were going to die stranded on an ice planet, which ended up being Antarctica. He remembered her determination, but she was unable to get them home. This wasn't her fault, of course, as they had been on earth all along. He remembered her saying goodbye to him. He remembered she called him Jack.
Jack looked down into her eyes. He forgot about Kerry for a minute. He was too focused on Sam. He pulled Sam close to him and closed his eyes. His eyes suddenly shot open as he remembered Kerry. She was supposed to of come out a while before. Suddenly a bunch of thoughts ran through his head. Things like 'what happened to her?' and 'Did she see me and Sam and leave. Was she mad about it?' Jack stopped for a minute. He kissed Sam on the forehead again and then looked her in the eye. "I have to go inside for a second but you can come with me if you want to." Of course he didn't exactly want Sam to come inside because, what if Kerry was still in there?
Sam nodded to Jack and let go. She followed him inside, not suspecting anything as Jack had hoped.
When Jack entered his house he walked over to the counter to put down the beer bottle that he was still holding onto. Next to where he put the beer bottle he looked down. Attached to the side of the counter was a piece of paper held onto by tape. Jack unstuck the paper and read it. He smiled, not one of his huge smiles, or his sneaky smiles, but one of those 'well that's a relief' smiles. He placed the paper in a draw in the kitchen and turned to Sam, who had been to busy looking around thinking about what just happened to notice what Jack had been doing.
"I forgot what I came in here for." Jack said with a straight face. Sam turned to look at him and laughed. That was another thing Jack loved about her. Her laugh. She always laughed at his jokes. No matter how stupid they were, no matter what they were about. Heck, this wasn't even a joke and she was laughing about it. But he didn't mind that she was laughing. He loved her laugh. He didn't care what she was laughing about, as long as she was happy.
Jack went over to Sam and looked into her smiling face. Gazed into her eyes. He pulled her into a hug. They knew each other's feelings now, but currently, they still couldn't act on them. They were still in the Air Force, and they were still military personnel in the Stargate program. It was just nice to know. He pulled back, and was about to say something, but her phone rang.
"Carter…What? When?…OK, I'm on my way." Sam hung up her phone and looked at Jack. "I have to go. Uh, its my dad." Sam turned to leave but Jack followed her.
"I'm coming with you." Jack said.
They got into the car and headed towards the SGC.
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