Disclaimer: Don't own them, never will.

A/N: Thanks to MasterJediJ for the idea for this and some of the last chapter.

Sam groaned as she rolled over. She had a splitting headache and she hurt all over. As she woke up a bit more she heard something over the radio but she couldn't figure out what it was. "Sam, please respond!" the voice said again. It sounded worried.

"Sir," Sam replied weakly.

'Thank God' He looked through the scope and saw Sam lying on the ground. She was covered in rocks and stones. Jack saw Sam move and roll over.

"What happened?" Jack said sounding relieved because he knew she was a live.

"That last Jaffa, fired several shots, at the rock behind me, massive amount of energy, made the rock, explode." Sam rolled back on to her stomach and tried to get up. She was shaky at first, but managed to get up on her feet. Then, she slowly headed back to the cave with several full canteens and many cuts and bruises.

About forty-five minutes later, it took her twenty minutes to get there in the first place, Jack heard something. At first he grabbed for his riffle, but then he realised that the sound was heavy breathing. 'Sam, oh God please let her be all right.' He thought as he crawled over to the edge of the cave. He got there just as Sam was coming over.

Jack helped Sam into the cave, once she was in the cave, Jack unclipped her pack, took out a canteen, then through the pack over to the pile of rations.

"Carter, do you have any broken bones or anything more serious than a few cuts and bruises?" Jack asked helping Sam to sit up against the wall of the cave.

She shook her head, "No…just…had…the…wind…knocked…out of…me." She started to unzip her vest, as she did this, Jack crawled over to their supplies, got the first aid kit, then crawled back over to Sam. She had been able to get her vest unzipped but she couldn't get it off.

"Here, let me help you with that." He said putting down the first aid kit on the ground. He reached over and pulled Sam towards him. Her head came in contact with his shoulder as he took off her vest.

"Thanks." She said quietly into his neck. Jack put his arms around Sam and just held her. 'She must be exhausted.'

After a few minutes, he felt Sam go limp in his arms. "Carter?" He asked, but it was no good because she had passed out.

Jack put one of Sam's arms around his neck, one of his arms under Sam's knees and an arm around her back. Still on his knees, and with Sam in his arms, he slowly and painfully made his way over to the bed. Jack gently put Sam down on the bed, and then crawled in himself. Since it was going to get really cold once night came, Jack rolled Sam up on to her side and wrapped his arms tightly around her. Then he tried to go to sleep himself.

Almost an hour later, Jack was still half-awake. Then he felt something. Sam moved her head and groaned.

"Sam?" She heard Jack say as she slowly regained conciseness. She let out a groan in response.

Sam slowly opened her eyes to see Jacks chest. Then she realised that his arms were tightly wrapped around her.

"What happened?" She asked quietly as she moved closer to Jack. Her head came to rest on his chest.

"I helped you take off your vest and then you passed out on my shoulder." He said.

Slowly, Sam started to remember what had happened with the Jaffa. As she remembered this she moved closer to him. She felt safe in Jacks arms, like nothing bad could happen to her.

"Are you all right?" He asked. Sam could feel his voice in his chest and the concern for her in it.

Sam looked up at him and their eyes locked. She nodded but she didn't lose eye contact with him, she said, "Not really, I still feel like crap, but I do feel a little better though."

"Good." He said really quietly.

They continued to stare at each other for along time until Jack started to move his head down. He placed a feather light kiss on Sam's lips. The kiss started slowly and gently at first, but quickly got deeper, much deeper until they were both slightly breathless.

"Wow." Was all Jack could say.

"Jack," Sam said breathlessly, "I think…that…I'm…going to…pass out…" Sam's eyes shut and her head fell. The had that had been exploring his chest and back stopped it's exploration and went limp.

Jack pulled her closer and said quietly, "Sam, I'm sorry I couldn't take that last Jaffa out quicker." He then fell into an uneasy sleep with Sam in his arms.

Please R&R