a/n sorry I haven't updated in, like, almost a year? –nervously glances at almost fans- no throwing sporks, please.
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Sam slowly walked into Colonel O'Neill's office to confirm her suspistions.
"Colonel?"
"Major! What brings you here?" Jack smiled at her.
"Uh, I was just wondering, um, were you always called Jack?" Sam blushed as she stepped into the room.
"Wow. That is so random." Jack responded.
"Yeah, but just, please."
"Ok, no. I was called John, until I was roughly 13, where my girlfriend started calling me that after hearing that I hated my name. so why the sudden interest in ancient history?" Jack smirked.
"Hey, we're not that old!" Sam defended, automatically.
"We're?"
"Well I am only 16 months younger than you." Sam blushed.
"Really. So, how do you know when my birthday is? Was it Teal'c? I swear, that guy is the biggest gossip."
"No sir. Did, did you happen to have an older brother named Reid?" Sam blushed.
"Well, someone's done there research. Yes I did. Still do, actually. So, really, how do you know?" Jack asked, leaning forward.
"I, uhm, nevermind." Sam continued to blush as she ran back to her own office. She turned on her computer as an idea came to mind.
Dear scarecrow, remember me? -Sammy
Jack sighed as Sam basically ran out of his office. Only a few minutes later, he heard a small "bling!" to signal that he had a new Email. He opened his laptop and read the Email smiling.
Sure, this is better than an astronaut, huh?
Jack laughed as he put two and two together. He had fallen in love with his first love, all over again.