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Sam woke up, daylight streaming through the windows. She stretched her left arm and spread it out on the bed next to her. She opened her eyes. Jack had been in her bed. She began to think it had been a dream. Slowly, she sat up. There were no traces of Jack. The space next to her on the bed was cool to the touch. Sam walked out the door and slowly down the stairs. She could hear noises in the kitchen. She crept the rest of the way down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Jack met her with a smile. "Morning."

Sam smiled back, "Morning."

"You ready for breakfast?"

Sam nodded and sat down at the counter. Jack presented her with a plate of eggs, pancakes, and bacon. Then he dished up a plate for himself, and sat down next to her. Sam began eating left handed, which was still a little awkward. Jack poured Sam some coffee.

"How are you feeling this morning?" He asked, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Like last night was a dream." She instantly blushed, realizing she had just said it out loud.

Jack smiled and set to finishing his breakfast. They ate in silence until the phone rang. Sam picked it up. "Hello." She paused, "Daniel, Hi. Really? That's not good. When are you guys leaving?" She paused again, waiting for an answer. "Oh, okay. No, I am fine. No, she won't be here until tonight. Yeah…he's here. Okay. Talk to you later, good luck." Sam shut off the phone and placed it back on the cradle.

"Daniel. He and Teal'c are heading out today, trouble." Sam said.

"Ah, trouble. I'm sure I will hear about that later." Jack said standing to clear the dishes.

Sam slid off the stool. "I'm going to get dressed." She said, heading for the stairs.

Jack shook his head at her plate. "Need to eat more if you're gonna get better." He said to himself.

When Sam returned from her dressing adventure, Jack was watching TV. Sam sat down next to him on the couch. She had managed to get a light blue button up sweater on and Jeans.

Jack looked over at her and smiled. "Feel better?"

Sam nodded. "Real clothes."

"What do you want to do today?" Jack asked, changing the channel.

"Oh, I don't know. Just being home is nice." Sam said.

"Well, while you decide, I'm going to take a bathroom break. I'll be back in a few." Jack said, rising from the couch.

After Jack had reached the bathroom, Sam decided that she needed a glass of juice and a snack. She really hadn't eaten much of breakfast and now she was hungry. She slowly got up from the couch and walked to the fridge. She located the juice and poured herself a glass. The crackers she wanted were on the top shelf of the cabinet. She carefully climbed up and reached her crackers. Just as she was getting down, she lost her balance. She tried to catch herself, but her dominant arm was strapped to her side. She fell ungracefully to the floor.

Jack had just come out of the bathroom when he heard the crash. He ran into the kitchen to find Sam on the floor, lying on her left side.

"Damn it Carter." He said as he knelt over her.

"I am not going back to the infirmary." She growled, gritting her teeth.

Jack gently slid his arm underneath her and sat her up. Sam groaned as she came to a sitting position.

"What the hell were you doing!" Jack scolded.

"I was asserting my independence."

"I see that."

"I think…I've pulled something open." Sam said, biting her lip.

Jack sighed. "Probably. I'm going to call the infirmary and see what they want me to do. But first, let's see if you're broken anywhere." Jack helped Sam over to the couch.

"Let's take a look." Jack said as he gently began unbuttoning her sweater. As soon as he could see the dressing, he knew something was wrong. It was bloody. He carefully pulled back a corner. Sam's wound had begun to seep and bleed again.

Jack replaced the bandage. "I'm calling the SGC to see what we need to do."

"I don't want to go back." Sam said firmly.

Jack shook his head and reached for the phone. "I will try to convince them it's not that bad. The doctor will probably say bed rest for the day to keep the wounds still."

Jack dialed the number. "Infirmary please."

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Jack arranged pillows around Sam so she was on her left side. She was not happy about being in bed, but the other option was back to the infirmary. Jack had helped Sam change into boxers, and helped her remove her shirt. He wrapped a towel around her and her soaked dressings, and pulled the sheet up over her.

Sam took some more pain medicine and was fighting sleep.

"Sam, rest." Jack said, lying next to her on the bed.

Sam refused to close her eyes. "What are you going to do while I sleep?"

"Oh, I have my game boy…or I might even take a nap." Jack said smiling.

Sam sighed.

Jack rolled onto his side, facing her. He began to stroke her hair lightly. "Close your eyes Sam."

Sam tried to lean closer to him, but she couldn't.

Jack leaned in and kissed her forehead. Sam bushed her lips with his.

He pulled back. "Sleep."

"Sorry." Sam said, letting her head fall against her pillow.

Jack smiled and kissed her gently. "Close your eyes and try to relax."

Sam could feel the pain medicine kicking in. "Is this a dream?" She asked groggily.

Jack shook his head. "Not that I know of."

"Before I got shot, we really hadn't…decided how we felt. Or I guess what we were going to do about it. Does this mean…I mean…" Sam was loosing her battle.

"It means you need to get some rest. I'm not going anywhere. The doctor will be here later." Jack said, rolling onto his back and turning on his game boy.

Sam just nodded, eyes closed. Her breathing slowed as she slipped off to sleep.

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