Once inside Jack turned on the coffeepot he'd set up earlier but after a moment's thought opened the cabinet above the coffee maker and pulled down the kettle and a box of tea. Sam walked into the kitchen while he was filling the kettle. She looked at the box of tea, then up at him.

Sam had a sudden realization that it wasn't just that Jack was a sure bet, it's how she knew he was a sure bet. It was chocolates in her snack drawer and him keeping her favorite tea and sodas at his house. It was him casually giving her a bottle of nice wine to thank her for her hard work on a project and comforting her with her favorite musical when her heart hurt even when it was for what she'd done to him. Pete said he loved her and gave zero craps about her taste in, well, anything. Cared about nothing she cared about. Called her a pet name he knew she didn't particularly like even after she'd made it clear she'd prefer something less sexist. Jack, on the other hand, had never once said he loved her in so many words yet she knew for certain that no one had ever loved her more deeply. She looked into his eyes in realization. "Jack." She said softly as he fingers twisted together.

"My Samantha." He said, finishing the answer to her first question when he'd woken up and drew her in slowly. "You're my Samantha." His eyes were warm with love and she swayed towards him.

Her hand crept up to his cheek "I'm so sorry Jack."

"I told you not to dwell Sam." He told her softly before claiming her lips. "My Sam." He said softly against her lips before deepening the kiss and neither of them could speak. He held her gently at her waist but his fingers slid around her neck and into her hair with his other hand as he claimed her mouth, plundered it but she was hardly passively going along for the ride. Her hand fisted on his shirt as her other hand drew his hips closer to her own, needing to feel the hard length of his body against her own. He growled and pulled her against him and kissed her senseless until they both needed air.

The kettle whistled and Jack nudged it off the burner and turned off the range before pulling her in for another searing kiss. Sam's cell phone rang in her purse on the floor. They broke off the kiss and both looked at the purse.

"It's probably Pete." She said in annoyance.

"It could be George." He said.

"George?"

"Our boss? Bald, kind of short."

Sam grinned ear to ear. "You remembered General Hammond!"

"Well of course I remember General Hammond. He's our Boss, Sam," he said grinning. "Check your phone." He told her pointedly.

Sam gave him a guilty look and dug around for her cell until she pulled it out but it had stopped ringing. She held it up to him with a snarky expression.

"Who was it?"

"My ah… soon to be ex-boyfriend?"

"Cool?"

Sam chuckled. "Mark is going to be a little annoyed."

"Don't care." He told her as he drew her into his arms for another kiss.

Half an hour later they were cuddled on the couch together, each of them with a mug. "All right, so how much do you remember?"

"Would you believe me if I told you nearly everything?" He asked her.

"Isn't that a little clichéd?"

"Wadaya mean?"

"I kiss you and you get your memory back like some kind of Disney princess"

Jack snorted. "If it wouldn't count as a huge problem with the regs, I'd take you to bed and make love to you until you forget your name instead." He grinned at her shocked look and poked her nose with a finger.

Sam bit her lip and blushed until he gathered her up into a hug. "Jack." She said, breathless.

He shook his head though and put a finger on her mouth. "Ah." But he flashed a grin and gave her a quick kiss. He knew anyway. "I'm going to go call George."

"What? Why?"

"Well, for starters I want to picture his face." He told her grinning. "But aren't you tired of doing my job?"

"Er, well, yes but…"

"Sam?"

She looked down and away.

"Oh Sam." He breathed softly with understanding. "I can't lie to George about getting my memories back." He nuzzled her hair. "How I feel won't change Sam, no matter how long it takes."

"Jack, part of what pulled us apart was the waiting." She said looking at him sadly.

"Will it now?"

"I, Jack, I honestly don't know."

"I'll wait anyway Sam."

"What?"

"I said I'll wait anyway. Even if you date other people or get married or whatever."

"Jack… you can't do that to yourself." She told him putting her hands on his arm.

"I was already doing it to myself. This time though you know exactly what I'm doing." He gave her a smoldering look. "You know, just in case."

"You were?"

"Well, didn't you notice I stopped flirting with green alien chicks a while ago?"

She chuckled softly. "Go call General Hammond."

"Yes Ma'am" He said giving her a swift kiss then jumping up to go call their boss.