hey there everyone I AM SO SORRY about that last chapter. i didnt mean to post it that was corresponding to another story that is in the works so please just forget it and here is the real chapter 3
Chapter 3: The Whipping of Daniel Jackson
Ironically the first time he saw her she was puking up the month's worth of breakfasts around the corner of the pyramid. His first thoughts were obviously of concern but she had managed within five minutes to not only erase his reservations but also impress him. She awed him with her theories and kept him entranced by her ability to not only keep up with him but also add to his ideas and rationalize them. It was love right then and there. Hey what was a guy to do?
In the coming months she became invaluable to him as the search for his wife continued. Slowly he knew that he was losing faith that they would ever find here or maybe he was just coming to terms with the truth. Either way Sam was there for him every step of the way, every night making sure he got off base and not too drunk, every morning making sure he woke up to continue the fight. In return he learned a lot about her. She lowered the walls that made up her life and let him in. When she thought he wasn't looking or listening and beyond their scientific connection he came to respect, understand, and memorize her. And under the protection of being a civilian he was allowed.
To be sure he has regrets and he remembers things he wished he hadn't done. He has a confession.
He loves her. And he has hurt her.
His original appreciation of her mind too soon became just another facet of Sam Carter. That was bad. He let himself believe that everyone was as beautiful, smart and talent as Samantha Carter. Thanklessness was what it was, after all the times she had saved their ass's either by blowing up suns or just thinking up last minute plan B's. He had taken her for granted, and that was so wrong.
And then suddenly he had a year without to realize his mistake.
It was a large mistake and he spent that entire year he was ascended he made up for it. He watched her laugh and cry and memorized her schedule and habits and fell in love with her all over again. When he descended he decided to make up for it.
Every Friday was his treat movie and take out, bonding sessions so he could make amends for the hurt he had caused her in the past two years. And he did.
So when he got the call at two o'clock in the morning he had no problem running over to her house and being there for her as she confessed her condition. He helped get past everyone else because she was his best friend and he loved her.