Winter's Lullaby
By Dani
A/N: OMG you guys I am so sorry that I have not posted in ages! I've been busy, and I just got back from a two week trip to go rafting and then going around Jackson Hole Wyoming and then Yellowstone, then San Francisco. I'm REALLY sorry I didn't post before that. I hope you guys still read….PLEASE do!
Chapter 10: Breathe
Sam paced around the 2nd deck on the long, streamlined 8-deck boat. So many thoughts were rushing through her head. 'That was Jack? How could he have-Wait, Daniel and Teal'c were his friends in college, as they were mine… so they hid it from me? Why would they do that? Maybe they didn't want my feelings to get hurt…but hey, they are hurt already! Well, I guess it was nice of them… but why be friends with him? Wait. What's he doing right now….?' Sam turned on her heel and headed towards cabin number 23A, key jingling in hand. She put her ear flat against the door. No sound. She pushed the key in the lock. The door swung open, and there was Jack, his head in his hands. When he heard her come in, he stood up.
"Hi." Sam looked at her feet. "Just wanted to see what you were up to." The wood floors creaked as she shifted her weight.
"Sam, I want to talk to you." He walked over to her. "Otherwise we're going to have the worst winter cruise ever. And if you don't let me talk to you, I really see no point of coming on this cruise." He put his hands on her shoulders. "Can I talk to you?"
Sam nodded slowly, looking Jack up and down as she did.
"Come sit here on the couch." Jack motioned. Sam obeyed, and gave thanks to the soft plush inside the red loveseat.
"Okay, firstly, I want to say that I am so, so sorry for what I did in college to you. I was a jerk, and that was what I did to freshman students. Secondly, that was in my senior year of college, 10 years ago, and I have matured. But that's not the point. The point is, here we are, living our lives as adults, and we are in a relationship we never imagined we'd be in. I love you, and I know you love me back, and that's all that matters. But that still doesn't stop me from regretting from what I did to you with a piece of glass." Sam felt a pang in her heart. She ran her fingers over the scar on her chest. "Whenever I think of that, I want to return that to myself. There is no way that I could allow you to ever forgive me for that. But anyway, the point is, I am so sorry for my actions as a college adult, and I hope that we make up, make out, and that you'll forgive me."
Sam chuckled. "Okay, I forgive you." She kissed him on the cheek.
"Whoa… hey? Did you not hear me?" Jack looked taken aback.
"Fine, if you want it that way…" Sam tackled Jack off the couch onto the floor, and jumped on him, kissing him hard on the mouth. She ran her fingers through his hair, and he pulled her down, flat onto him. She got up again gasping for air, then began to start unbuttoning his shirt.
"I wonder if Sam and Jack have made up yet?" Daniel said to Teal'c, as they walked into their separate rooms.
"Indeed," Teal'c replied.
Little did they know, Sam and Jack were just fine…
Sam and Jack lay there, on the queen bed, gasping for air. Jack looked at Sam.
"Whoa... were you reserving that for a special occasion?" Jack asked.
"Hmmm... I don't think so. Hey, I wasn't the only good one here."
"Don't flatter me.I think the boat's set sail. Do you want to go check it out?"
"Sure. I just have to get my clothes on... as do you. Can't go out in our underwear." Sam got off the bed and headed towards her green suitcase and shuffled around. She got out her khaki capris and black halter smocked shirt. She went over to Jack's suitcase and tossed him cream pants and abrown t-shirt.
"What am I? Nature man?"
"Hey, you packed it."
"What? No I didn't, you did! You packed my clothes, and I know you did because I didn't!"
"Damn it," she muttered. "OOOH, look what I'm putting on..." She turnedaround to model her birthday necklace and her brown belt.
"Oh, you're wearing it, eh? Don't lose it..."
"I'm not going to. Put your shirt on."
A/N: Come on! I am eleven years old. I know your thinking, Whoa! It only goes that far? Yes. It does. I am allowed to make an implication that there was sex, but I don't really want to write about it. ONCE AGAIN: Eleven years old. But hey, whatever. Sorry the chapter was short. But hey, Jack and Sam made up. What more can you ask for. DON'T tell me by the way, cause I know what you're thinking. Yeah. Or about the double: But hey! Love you guys!