Authors Note: I'm feeling generous right now as I'm going out for the night and thought I'd pass on some of my good feeling to you people so I decided that tonight would be the perfect opportunity to post part 3.

Authors Note 2: Here is chapter three, when I wrote it I found that it was about the size of the previous chapters put together but I couldn't find an appropriate place to break it off so I decided to give all to you in one lump, hope that was the right decision. I used Gateworld to find out exactly what was said during the fishing scene in Moebius, I used that version since it would be the new one after their trip back to the past, or not theirs but their alternate selves, does that make sense? I get so confused with time travel! Once more I must thank Alyssa for Beta-ing this for me.

A Disagreement With My Bed – Fishing and Talking

Sam awoke as the first rays of light broke through the curtains and spilled onto the bed. She lay there for a few moments, savouring the silence. She looked at her watch, 06:00. Even though they'd arrived late last night she was still up with the sun, damn military internal alarm, it really ruined the chance of a lie-in, most of the time. Sam realised that this was going to be a lie-in free morning and climbed out of Jack's bed. She quickly made the bed and stepped out of the room. Not wanting to wake Daniel and Teal'c by going in the shower so early she decided to go make some coffee and see if Jack was awake.

She walked into the lounge and saw Jack sprawled across the couch, fast asleep. He looked so peaceful; none of the worry lines that marred his face when awake were present. Asleep he looked more like the man that Sam had first met, first fallen for…stopping that train of thought she walked back to the kitchen and set about finding everything she needed to make some coffee. With some searching she managed to find everything and set the coffee machine going. During her investigations she had found most of the ingredients for pancakes, add those to the perishables they had had brought with them she was good to go. The guys had never tasted her cooking and, despite her flippant comment to Turghan all those years ago, she was in fact a very good cook. She just avoided cooking for one since it made too much mess to make the exercise worthwhile and whenever they had team nights at her house take-away was always on the menu. This morning she was going to surprise the guys with breakfast. Leaving the coffee machine to do its magic she quickly whipped up the batter, heated a frying pan and set to work. As each pancake cooked she placed it in the oven to keep warm. While keeping a close eye on the pancakes she set the table with cutlery, maple syrup, sugar, lemon juice and a selection of fruit that she had cut up and placed in a bowl. She poured everyone a glass of fruit juice and then turned back to her pancakes, concentrating solely on them.

Jack awoke to the smell of coffee and pancakes, it had been so long since he'd woken to the smells of breakfast cooking that he took a few deep breaths before opening his eyes. He looked towards the kitchen and could see Sam standing with her back to him, still in her pyjamas with sleep tousled hair, his heart melted at the sight. He stood and walked over; she heard him and turned to greet him with a smile,

"Good morning Jack."

"Morning Sam. Sleep well?"

"Yes, best night's sleep I've had in a while."

"Well you have been sleeping on your living room floor so I would hope my bed is better than that" he said with a smirk.

Just then the coffee machine finished and Sam removed the last pancake from the pan and placed it in the oven.

Sam turned to Jack, "Would you mind getting Teal'c and Daniel while I clean up?"

"Sure."

Jack went to get them and Sam quickly washed everything she'd used. By the time she was finished everyone was there. As they sat down she grabbed the coffee pot and the plate of pancakes from the oven and placed them on the table.

"Tuck in guys."

Breakfast was completed in silence, except for the scrapings of cutlery on plates and glasses and cups being lifted and set down.

Once everyone had eaten their fill they leant back from the breakfast bar and sighed heavily,

"I can't believe you kept that from us Sam" said Daniel.

"Kept what?"

"Don't act coy Ms. Carter; you know exactly what I mean. How come you never told us you could cook?" asked Daniel.

"You never asked, and assumed that because I don't do it that I was bad at it." Her answer stumped him.

"Well said Sam. Besides, if we'd known we'd've never stopped bugging her to cook. This way it was a nice surprise. Thanks Sam, it was delicious" said Jack.

"I concur," said Teal'c, s small smile playing in his lips.

"Well if you think my pancakes are good you should taste my spaghetti bolognese. Now if you guys don't mind washing up, I'll take a quick shower and then you can show me what's so special about fishing Jack."

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The morning passed quietly, Jack showed Sam how to fish and they sat in comfortable silence on the dock. Daniel and Teal'c had decided to take a walk after breakfast and returned shortly before lunch. Jack and Sam were still sitting on the dock talking together. Daniel and Teal'c grabbed the chairs and cool box that were still in the bed of the truck and went to join Sam and Jack. As they began to walk towards them, Daniel heard Sam say that they should have done this years ago. He smiled to himself but missed Jack's response; it couldn't have been too bad as Sam smiled at him. Suddenly a fish leapt out of his pond, Sam looked to Jack and Daniel heard her say, "I thought you said there were no fish in your pond?" She had voiced exactly what Daniel had been thinking. This time, as he was closer to them, Daniel was able to hear Jack's response "Close enough." Hmmm, so their little trip to the past hadn't been without consequence. But if all that was different was fish in Jack's pond then why worry? They were all there together and that's all that mattered. He put the coolbox down, walked onto the dock, narrowly avoiding Jack's fishing rod and asked of they would like a beer. When they both answered in the affirmative Daniel gave them one each and placed his chair on the dock. Teal'c soon joined them. They spent much of the afternoon this way, talking, laughing, drinking, fishing and generally enjoying themselves.

As dusk began to fall they moved inside and Jack made sandwiches for everyone. The mood continued to be jovial and as the alcohol flowed so did the stories; reminiscing about past missions, fallen friends and misadventures form their youths. The flirting between Sam and Jack also increased, as did the gentle, frequent fleeting caresses between the two.

At close to midnight Daniel and Teal'c said their goodnights and went to their room leaving Jack and Sam alone on the couch.

Jack turned to Sam, "Would you like another beer?"

"Please."

Jack walked to the kitchen and grabbed several beers from the fridge and placed them on the coffee table and sat back down next to Sam. He turned to her again as he handed her an open beer,

"How you doing Sam? And before you say fine, don't, I want the truth."

She looked at him, contemplating her answer.

"Honestly? I'm doing ok. Some days are better than others, mostly I'm ok. Sometimes it hits me that I'm never going to see him again, never see him come through the Stargate, that I'm never going to go through the 'gate and know he's waiting on the other side for me. I'll never see him play with his grandkids again, never see him smile. But mostly I miss the feeling of his arms around me – total and utter security, knowing that he would do anything to stop me from hurting. Then I remember the good times, the family holidays, Christmas, birthdays, the days he come home from a mission unexpectedly and took us out for the day, the stories he read to me at night, how he never let me think anything was out of my reach – including the stars. I remember that despite our differences we were closer at the end than we had ever been before and I'll always be grateful for that. I know he loved me, was proud of me and that's all I ever wanted from him. The simple answer to your question is that I miss him.

"Come here" said Jack as he pulled her into a hug, "I miss him too Sam. He was a good man, one of the best. I was proud to call him my friend."

"He felt the same about you Jack. He loved you like another son," she said as she pulled away after his hug.

"That means a lot to me Sam, thank you."

"There's no need to thank me. You earned his trust, love and respect. You treated his little girl with respect and never treated her as the 'girl'. You let me be myself and grow as a soldier and a woman. You accepted my brains and pushed me to better myself. No other CO had done that before. He appreciated everything you did for me. As do I."

"Sam, I don't…I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything Jack; I just wanted you to know."

"I appreciate that but I only gave you what you deserved."

"Thank you."

They sat quietly just smiling at one another. The silence was comfortable but there was something that Jack wanted to talk to Sam about.

"Sam?"

"Hmmm," she said as she came out of her reverie and looking at Jack.

"I know you miss dad but you seem to be taking this better than I thought you would."

"I know. Like I told you in the observation room, because of Selmac I got more years with my dad. I got to find out how proud of me he was and how much he loved me and Mark. If he'd never taken Selmac he would have died earlier and I would have been devastated. Even though I only saw him infrequently it's more than I would have had. I suppose I've also had to get used to losing people I care about since starting at the SGC. I think losing Janet last year was the hardest, she was a doctor first, not a soldier, she shouldn't have been the one to die. It was so unexpected that it still creeps up on me that she's gone, even now. But with dad I can take comfort in the extra years. He also gave me some advice before he died and as long as I am doing my best to follow it I know everything will be alright."

"What did dad tell you?"

Sam looked down to the almost full bottle of beer in her hand, "He said that I could still have everything I want."

"And what do you want?"

If Sam hadn't been drinking and had the atmosphere between them been awkward she would never have given the answer she did, or at least, that's what she would tell herself if he didn't respond as she hoped. She turned so that she was facing him on the couch and looked him in the eyes,

"I want you. I've wanted you for so long that I got used to the having to keep it to myself and not letting it show. It became a way of life for me. When Pete came along it was so different, I could be open about my feelings for him and him for me. But even after the engagement I realised that I was settling. The way I felt when Pete walked into a room was nothing like I felt when you did. He didn't compare to you. I know I shouldn't have been comparing the two of you but I did it subconsciously and when I became aware I was doing it I realised I would never stop doing it. The closer the wedding came the more I knew that I couldn't go through with it but didn't know how to stop everything. When Pete showed me the house he'd bought I knew I had to get out before I hurt Pete more than I already had. Dad's advice gave me the courage to follow my heart. I don't expect anything from you. I have no right to expect anything; I just wanted you to know. I know we can't do anything about it – even if we both wanted to."

As Sam came to the end of her long speech she broke eye contact with Jack and took a gulp of her beer. She continued to do this until the bottle was empty, Jack still hadn't said anything. She leaned forward to place the empty bottle on the table and as she moved back Jack grabbed her hand. In her surprise she turned around to face him. He continued to look in her eyes as he intertwined their fingers.

"Sam, I'm speechless. I knew you cared for me, I guess I just never hoped to think that you felt that deeply. I thought you had found that with Pete and I accepted that, didn't like it but I accepted it. Now, to hear you say all that, I don't know what to say to you that would make you understand how much that meant to me and just how much you mean to me. I want you too. I want a white picket fence with you Sam but we both know that we can't right now. It seems so wrong that two people who have saved the planet several times over can't seem to catch a break in their own lives."

Sam just continued to look at him, trying to absorb everything he had told her. He wanted her? She couldn't believe it. After everything she had put him through he still wanted her. She was overwhelmed by the feeling that his words had evoked. Without knowing it she had begun to cry, tears silently slid down her cheeks. Jack unclasped their hands and gently wiped the tears on her face and pulled her into another hug.

"I'm so sorry Sam. I didn't mean to make you cry."

Sam had collapsed into his embrace, but at hearing his words she pulled back, "It's ok Jack. They're happy tears. I guess hearing you say everything I've wanted to hear for so long was too much for me, I didn't even realise I was crying until you said so."

"You sure Sam?"

"Yes Jack. I'm fine. Just knowing how you feel is enough for now. I've waited eight years for this and will wait another eight years if I have to."

"It might not be as long as that Sam. Changes are coming our way, changes I can't say anything about just yet."

"I know Jack. Let's just enjoy this time together now, we can talk about all of that later."

"Ok Sam, But if I'm going to have to wait even longer before I can have a white picket fence with you then there's one thing I've just got to do," Jack said with a sudden gleam in his eyes.

"Wha…" before could utter the question Jack's lips were on hers, tentative at first as if he wasn't sure if this was what she wanted. How could he think that? The passion with which Sam assaulted his lips showed Jack just how much Sam wanted this. He matched her passion and soon their tongues were duelling with one another, neither giving into the other. Sam moved on the couch so that she was straddling Jack's hips and curled her hands into his hair. Jack merely wrapped his arms tighter around her and slid one hand into her hair while the other traced lines up and down her spine. Gradually the kiss lessened in passion and Sam pulled away from Jack, her arms still around his neck.

"Wow", she said, her brain unable to form any coherent thoughts.

"Yeah", Jack seemed to be having the same trouble.

"Well that little preview is going to keep me awake at night until we can move onto the main feature" stated Sam as she continued to play with the hair at the nape of Jack's neck.

Jack's responding smile made Sam tingle with anticipation of what was to come when they finally caught a break.

"Well I don't know about you Sam but I'm extremely tired and think it would be a good idea for me to get some sleep before I break all my good intentions and the regs in one fell swoop."

"As tempting as that sounds, and believe me it does, I agree. It's time for bed, there are fish just waiting for us to tempt them in the morning and we don't want to disappoint them now do we?"

"No, we don't."

Sam climbed off Jack and the couch and held her hand out to Jack, he grasped it and she pulled him up. To Jack's surprise she didn't let go as she moved to go to her room.

"Um…Sam?" He asked.

"Yeah" she said as she turned to look at him.

"What are you doing?"

"What does it look like Jack? There is no way that after all we just said and did that I am sleeping alone tonight. We're not going to do anything but sleep together, as in each other's arms. It's not the first time and I hope to whatever Gods are out there that it's not the last. I want to wake up to your face in the morning and know that it's not just because you're injured or because we need to share body heat 'cos it's so God damn cold. Is that alright with you Jack?"

"Well, when you put it like that how can a man refuse?"

And that's just what they did.

Hope you all liked it and thought it was in character, well as in character as you can get with Sam and Jack actually discussing their feelings! There is more to come, I finished writing the next, and what could be last, chapter today at work. I'm about 1/4 of the way through typing it up, once I've done that I'll send it to my Beta and you can have it as soon as I get it back.Please review, I want something to look at when I get back tomorrow. Pretty please...