Originally written 10/1/04
Typed 3/17/05
He did not really know when he started to see her differently, it just happened.
The laugh was sweeter, her smile more contagious. When he heard her voice, he paused to drink in the way it made him feel. When she brushed by, the point of contact burned sweetly.
The moment his eyes met hers, sparks flew. He could stare into the blue eyes forever – about the same about of time he could translate ancient languages. She spoke about the passion se held for things with her eyes.
The dedication to her job matched his. The way she spoke about the wormhole, the new technologies, it was looking into a mirror.
Yet he could not point to the calendar and say he knew it changed on such-and-such. Did it really matter? Did it change her? No and yes. Even with all his insight into humans, he did not know what he was to do with the new found… what was it? Certainly he loved her like family, he cared for her deeply, but was it really going beyond?
Sighing, he closed the book on his desk. Glancing up at his laptop, he caught his screensaver rolling over to his favorite picture.
She was in blue jeans and a pale green top; she had a plate of cheese and crackers. She was trying to stop him from taking the photo while desperately tying not to laugh at Jack, who was telling tales. Her head was cocked, making her smile wide and her hair flow over her eyes.
Taking a red pen, he circled the date.
The date Daniel figured out he was in love with Samantha Carter.