"Yeah…me."

She opened her mouth to speak but his delectable, mouth-watering lips silenced her questions.

"Don't think…just trust, trust me… and trust yourself," he whispered huskily as his warm breathe teased her ear, " we're meant to be…you're my perpetual bliss Sam."

Sam pulled away ever so slightly, just enough to see into his eyes and become captivated by the cascading moonlight reflecting in those stunning blue gems. Reaching for his hands and holding them over her resounding heart she spoke softly, her voice laced with desire, "Show me."

Lifting her up in his arms he carried her over to the roaring open fire, its inferno mirroring their own. Laying her down he marvelled at the perfection he saw in her, her sun kissed hair fell over her eyes, tousled by the breeze, her smooth bronze skin glistened with the heat from the flames. Her eyes were half closed and her breathing became ragged as she watched him. Licking her lips provocatively, she gave him an open invitation and he was more than happy to oblige.

Locking her arms above her head he began his slow torture. A kiss here, a nip there and even a small bite to mark her as his. He rubbed his jaw against hers, prickling her sensitive skin. He moved lower tasting her neck, driving her crazy with his mouth. Letting her hands go he pushed aside the thin straps of her black dress and gently tugged it down to her waist. He watched her tilt her head back in delight as he ran his hands up and down the sides of her body discovering every stunning curve. Turning his attention to the valley between her breasts he…

"Oh my god!" Sam sat up straight, panting with need. Her bed was a dishevelled mess; in trying to escape the tangled sheets she tripped over her own feet, stumbling to the bathroom she threw ice-cold water over her face in an effort to cool her burning skin. Shivering in response to the tingling that covered her entire body, Sam looked at her reflection in the mirror and didn't recognise the face staring back at her. The Sam in the mirror was glowing, her face radiant and flushed, this Sam was a woman in love, and it scared the hell out of her.

Sinking to the floor she tried to think of how and when this could have happened but she kept drawing blanks. All she knew and understood was that somehow Cameron had crept into her heart without her knowing. Shaking her head in disbelief she laughed out aloud, she had never consciously thought of him in that way but it was damned evident from her dreams that her inner self did.

These dreams had been driving her crazy the past couple of weeks, she was the first to admit that it had been a while since she had a boyfriend or even a date for that matter, and she considered these dreams to be her minds way of compensating for her non existent love life and she had found it amusing.

It all started with the marathon chick flicks and romantic movies that Vala had forced her to sit through two weekends ago. She remembered thinking would she ever feel that sense of completeness, that level of happiness that comes with loving someone and him loving you? That thought had stayed with her until she fell asleep and it was these thoughts that had manifested themselves into her dreams and conjured the image of Cameron, was he her someone?

Every night since then she had been dreaming of this mystery man, and every night she failed to see his face, failed to recognise who it was she wanted, that was until now. Did she want Cameron? Was she in love with him?

These questions continued to revolve in her mind all the way to the SGC, but there was one thing she had decided on, one way or another she would know for sure, life was too short for what ifs. She just needed to figure out how.

Sam waited patiently, outside the mountain, for the elevator doors to open. The first thing she would do would be to head straight for her lab and distract herself with her work and as she waited she kept whispering to herself, "This is crazy, no way, it can't be!"

"What's crazy?"

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