Disclaimer: Not owned by me (wish it were though) owned by MGM/Gecko etc etc

Rating: M+...explicit sex scene in this chapter...umm so your warned, there's a sex scene

Okay, so my friend twisted my arm (literally people, I went to Uni today and she bailed me up in the library and threatened me under pain of death to write a 'proper' ending), so here it is, a 'proper' ending for her. And for everyone else that asked, I do hope it lives up to your expectations.

Oh, and someone pointed out that Dr. Lee isn't a medical doctor...Dr. Lee is actually just someone I made up, I completely forgot that there was a Dr. Lee in the SGC...bizarre huh?

Later as Sam and Jack sat in a companionable silence, eating their respective favorite jell-o flavours, Sam finally broached the subject that had been on her mind for the past two days.

"If you hadn't found my letter, would you have done this?"

"Sam, I sat by your bed and held your hand, willing you to come back to me every day for 8 months," he said quietly, starring at the red jell-o square in his bowl, "I came so close to losing you…even if I hadn't found your letter, I still would have done it." He finished as he poked the jell-o in his bowl, watching as it danced in front of him.

"Why did you take so long?" she pressed as she put her spoon down turned to face Jack

"Well…I…to be honest, I was scared." Sam choked back a laugh as Jack gave her a 'stare'.

"General Jack O'Neill was scared?"

"I didn't understand how a beautiful, caring and intelligent…I mean Christ, you blew up a sun…woman could love me, " Jack paused slightly, "I'm old, cranky and I'm falling apart at the seams…you deserve someone better than me Sam." Jack poked at the jell-o again and wished he could just start digging his way to China.

Sam stared at Jack before her mouth finally followed the command of her brain, "You are not old, you are not cranky, unless of course there is no red jell-o," Jack gave a slight chortle as Sam continued, "You are not falling apart at the seams…well apart from your knees, to me Jack, there is no-one better than you." She finished as she leant in kissed him gently, feeling slightly braver she slid closer to him on the bench seat and wrapped her arms around his neck. Jack meanwhile was fast losing control as his tongue gently pushed at her lips, her mouth opening and allowing him access as an innocent kiss turned into a full blooded make-out session.

Sam suddenly pulled and glanced around the commissary, which was still fairly full, many were staring at their CO and his former 2IC as they both blushed furiously as they broke away from there rather passionate embrace. Laughing nervously she leant in and whispered a request to Jack.

"Can we change locations Jack?" her breath tickling his neck and causing a rush of blood to head south. A crooked smile graced his face as his eyes darkened with wanting. Standing up he looked around for Sam's wheelchair.

"How did you get up here?" he asked when he failed to locate one.

"Walked, Daniel helped me…a lot." Jack stared as her with an incredulous look in his eyes, before he bent and scooped her into his arms and rushed her out of the commissary.

As he strode purposefully towards his quarters they drew many astonished stares and both Siler and Walter dropped the folders they were carrying as they saw General Jack O'Neill carrying Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter…who was quite absorbed in nuzzling his neck affectionately.

Closing his door and making sure that it was locked, he carried Sam over to his bed as she began to undo his tie.

"Sam, are you sure about this?" he asked as she slid the tie off, and began working on the buttons of his dress shirt.

"Never been more sure of anything." She answered as he lowered her gently so that she could nestle into the softness of his bed. Jack stood back as he went to unbutton his shirt but Sam shook her head

"I want to do it." She purred out at him. "Jesus…Sam…purring…at…me." Jack's heart just about beat out of chest when he heard her say that.

Jack gently climbed onto the bed and knelt next to Sam, who raised herself so that she too was kneeling in front of him. Reaching up with a finger she gently traced a line down his jaw, and continued over his lips. Her other hand had moved to his shirt and was slowly and methodically unbuttoning it, carefully avoiding contact with his skin, prolonging the torment that she could see in his eyes. His shirt finally unbuttoned she pushed it off his shoulders, smiling at the way his muscles ticked when the material dragged over his skin. Inching forward see gently splayed her hands in the coarse salt and pepper coloured hair that spread across his chest and arrowed down his body.

His mouth opened slightly as her hands ran over his already hardened nipples, and a shiver ran down his spine. "Do you know what you do to me Sam?" his mind asked as she kissed his mouth, sensuously drawing it out, and nibbling on his bottom lip when she pulled back before moving on to leave a trail of kisses down his neck, finally reaching his Adam's apple she kissed it gently. Then delicately wove the tip of her tongue over the moistened area, loving the way it jumped up and down in his throat under her touch. Drawing back slightly she looked into Jack's eyes as he stared down at the Goddess in front of him, she smiled nervously before she continued kissing her way down his body, hesitating as she reached the waist band of his dress pants, already well aware of what she was doing to his body. Her fingers fumbled slightly as she dragged the zipper down, noticing the way his breath hitched in throat when it ran over the sensitized ridge of his penis.

Sliding his pants down over his legs, he reared away and tore them from his body before coming to rest in front of Sam again, looking down his beautifully muscled body she smiled when she noticed that he was wearing The Simpsons boxers. Her eyes widened slightly when she saw the tent in the boxers that had been created by his erect penis. Reaching out with a hand, she tried her hardest to stop it from trembling as she ran a finger down his length, the silk between her fingers and him was enough to make him shudder in delight as he gave a slight moan of pure wanting.

His eyes snapped open suddenly as he stared into her now not so innocent looking blue eyes as they looked at him with a devilish glint in them.

"Sam…I suggest you stop that, unless you want this to be over awfully fast." He gasped out as she gripped him gently, smiling wickedly she hooked a finger over the elastic in his boxers and inched them down over his over-sensitized member, "Sam…no."

Shaking his head slightly he did the only thing he could think of to make her lose some of the control she had over him and even the score a little. He kissed her, her mouth opening in an instant and his tongue thrust inside, plunging into it's moist depths. It had the desired affect as Sam let go of him, his boxers pooling around his knees as he realized that he was completely naked, and Sam was still fully dressed.

"This is unfair you know Sam, here I am in all my glory, and I haven't even glimpsed a shoulder yet." He whispered menacingly as he hands came up to brush a loose strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. She shivered under his touch as he delicately unbuttoned her BDU's and slid her top of. His breath hitching in his throat as he was finally given access to her milky white skin.

"God Sam…" he muttered as he leant in, kissing the corner of her mouth, twitching is tongue along the corners as he slowly made his way down her neck, stopping at her collarbone as he slid one hand around her back and swiftly undid her bra strap. Her gaze flickered over his face as he stared down at the beauty in front of him, hardly daring to believe that it was really happening, "You're beautiful you know…the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." He whispered as he slid her bra straps of her shoulders. Gulping he bent his head and continued to kiss his way down her body, savouring the feel of her flesh jumping and twitching under his touch.

"Jack, this is killing me…you're killing me here." Sam moaned as Jack began running his tongue around her breast, and Sam chuckled when he murmured something that sounded oddly familiar to 'payback'.

As Jack gently slipped Sam's pants off, dragging her panties off with them. As he tossed them to the floor, Sam repositioned herself on Jack's bed, laying down her head resting on the deep blue of the pillow, her golden hair creating a halo around her head as Jack looked at this Angel in awe. Shaking his head slightly he leant over her, one arm bracing himself above her the other wandering carelessly down her body until it reached the apex of her thighs, hesitating slightly, he slid his hand into the moist conditions that he had created, Sam writhed under his touched as he bent his head and suckled on one of her nipples whilst he began to gently run his thumb over her mound.

"Jack…" she uttered as her hips rose slightly off the bed, "I need you in me now…"

"I don't want to rush this Sam." Jack murmured as he moved his attentions to her other breast.

"Jack…we've had…oh god…8 years of this." She uttered as Jack pushed a finger deep inside of her. Jack simply smiled against her breast as he continued his slow assault on her body, bringing her slowly to a point where she was gasping and writhing under his touch.

"please…Jack…" she whispered one last time as Jack finally gave in to her cries and gently nudged her legs open with one of his battered knees. Sliding his hand out he scooped her head into one hand and slid another under her butt as he quivered in front of her entrance. Gently pushing in, he felt her hips buck again his as he slid into her painfully slow until he was buried deep within her.

"Jack." She murmured as she felt her heart filling with joy at finally being allowed to love this man in the way her body had craved to be loved by him for 8 very long years.

"I know, I know." He murmured back, the love that he felt for this Goddess, it was indescribable, and no other emotion could come even close to this single moment.

Jack finally began to move his hips in a slow rhythmic motion, rocking his body into hers as he slowly and carefully built them both towards the zenith of human feeling. Before finally they were pitched over the edge and were lost in the sensations as Sam began to dance and ripple over Jack, which caused him to lose all control and he bucked once more as he exploded inside of her.

His arms shaking as he rolled onto his side, still buried within her he curled her into his body.

"Wow…" he whispered absentmindedly

"Yeah…" she whispered back, as she struggled to find her breath after that rather breathtaking display.

"Wow…" he repeated as he began to trace unknown patterns on her back.

"Jack?" she whispered as her eyes began to grow heavy.

"mm?" Jack smiled as he pulled her head in to rest against his chest

"I lied in that letter, I did have one regret." She whispered, her breath tickling across him

"mm?" he repeated as he struggled to stay in control.

"Let's just say, I don't anymore." Jack laughed as Sam finally slipped into a sleep, wrapped in the arms of the man who loved her more than anything in the world…nay, more than anything in the Galaxy.

Phew, you guys have NO idea how hard it was to write this chapter, I really struggled at some points and relied on doing some...uhhh...extensive reading to get ideas for it...

So, after hopefully managing to guilt trip you (did it work?), please leave some reviews, would love to hear what people think about this FINAL chapter. (Capital's people, final is written in capitals, that means no sequel!)