Fishing

She forgot to ask him if the cabin had plumbing. Sure they had camped off world endless times but this was supposed to be a vacation of sorts. But, as she thought about it, bathing in the pond might lead to some interesting situations, at least while it was just the two of them. Or maybe it just might be awkward. No, she was just being silly, it was just the team getting together before they flew off in different directions. There were to be no expectations. Oh well she was mostly packed except for the perishables, the general (or was it Jack now) was on his way over to pick her up, and she thought she would make use of her shower before the long trip, just in case.

She turned the radio on in the bathroom and she stood still and listened. She heard Bonnie Raitt singing and she felt the chill and her eyes filled with tears

"You can't make your heart feel something it won't….
I can't make you love me, if you don't"

Sam stepped into the streaming water reminded of what her mother said once: men hated crying, it was best done in the shower. What if he didn't love her any more? She had felt so hopeful after the trip to Las Vegas but she hadn't seen much of him since. He was swamped with running the base and Daniel and Teal'c leaving. Should she have any expectations? That was certainly why she never went to the cabin before, she was sure they would wind up in bed. And what about this trip? Before they were separated and engulfed with their new duties she had to know.

Yes, she decided she did have expectations and the song that greeted her as she stepped out of the shower expressed it. This is just what she wanted.

"I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me"

This is what she wanted - to give and to receive. Her next thought was 'I hope Jack isn't here listening to this'. It just seemed too sappy.

O'Neill pulled up to Sam's house and on her front porch he spied her duffle bag and boxes containing all kinds of drinks from bags of coffee beans to bottles of soda and wine. He loaded these into the truck and then knocked on the door while opening it, announcing his presence. Rather loud music was turned down and a shout from the back told him she would be ready in a minute. Seeing the cooler on the countertop he went about empting her fridge into it.

Sam came into the kitchen to see him bent over, head in the fridge and the thought that this looked so right, so natural. He straightened when he hear her.

"Everything in here fair game?"

"Sure, especially if it won't last a week. Don't want to come home to any science experiments."

"I thought you thrived on that."

"Yeah but not in my fridge."

"Your hair is still wet – we have time. I'll finish up in here."

"No, I'm good to go."

"Yes you are."

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Bonnie Raitt – I Can't Make You Love Me

Foreigner – I Want To Know What Love Is