AUTHOR: Glinda

TITLE: No, you're not are you.

CATEGORY: angsty, past story, some present day action and romance in future chapters if my dear readers want it

PAIRING: S/J - I'm a shipper so sue me! *panikaly* please don't!

WARNING: Swearing, later maybe a little (not too much - couldn't bear to hurt my two favourites that bad! -) graphic violence

DISCLAIMER: Not mine, don't own anything. Just a poor little uni student trying to stay sane by letting her imagination run wild. Not making any money.just doin this for fun! Plz don't sue!

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Oops, forgot about this bit last time! But consider it true for the last chapter and all - if any - subsequent ones. If you want more let me know. This is my first published so be gentle with me but point out where if going wrong! I live for feedback! If you want to publish it other places just let me know and send me a link - always on the lookout for more good fanfiction! (

It was probably one of those things that would only ever happen once in his entire lifetime. He'd actually said the right thing. To the casual observer making her cry wouldn't appear to have been a smart move but one look in her eyes before she lost control and started sobbing into his shoulder had told him that he'd been right. Hoping desperately that his luck would hold out he decided to leave the thousands of questions racing through his mind on the back burner and concentrate on taking care of the young woman in his arms. He wasn't entirely sure why but he was suddenly over-whelmed by a wave of almost uncontrollable anger at whoever had hurt her so badly and a desire to take her in his arms and keep her safe from the world forever. And all the while desperately trying to avoid the questions spinning round in his head about why holding a girl 10 years his junior felt so damn right.

Wow she'd needed that. Sam hadn't realised how long she'd been needing to cry till she started and now she couldn't stop. At first the release of letting out the pain she'd buried inside over the last pain had been good and just to be held by someone who didn't want anything in return.But now.It was just embarrassing. She was in serious danger of hyperventilating here and there was no way on earth she could think of to tell him this which wasn't intensely humiliating.

Her breathing was getting seriously out of control. Shit! He thought I hope she doesn't have asthma! Okay, calm down. Cautiously he lifted his hand to her hair and slowly started to stroke it in time with his consciously deep breaths. She pulled back confusion written across her face. Breathe. He stated. Realisation dawned on her and she replaced her head on his shoulder and attempted to comply with his instructions, while he attempted to ignore the disturbing feeling of loss the absence of her head on his shoulder had caused.

It was working. She'd never have believed him if he'd suggested it but it did. Not that she was about to let on. Focusing on his breathing was the single most relaxing thing she'd done in ages. She could quite happily have stayed in his arms forever. But all good things come to an end. Her mentor was untangling their arms. "You better?" not 'you ok' obviously he knew enough not to think she was fixed just like that but just how far, she wondered, would he push? "Yeah, a bit" she mumbled. Rubbing her face and speaking with false cheerfulness she continued "I suppose you wanna know what that was all about don't you?" "Do you want to tell me?" "I.well.not really.well, maybe.yes.umm.not right now?" He nodded gently "I'm right here if you need me" Need him?! He had no idea how accurate that statement had become in the space of 10 minutes. How had she managed to get so dependent in such a short time?! "Okay.do you think we could at least go and sit down somewhere before my knee collapses?!" "Umm.where?" Sam asked looking round the deserted neighbourhood she'd found herself in. "Just a little place I know.If you'd care to follow me madam!" He finished with an overly dramatic bow. She couldn't help but smile. And in a fit of whimsy added "But of course kind sir!"

HALF AN HOUR LATER

"You were right. Its beautiful here." "I've been all over this planet and no matter what wonders and horrors I see. No matter how much I think I've seen everything and done everything. I sit down here and I'm blown away by it every time. Its like perspective, you know, reminds me that with everything we do.We've barely even scratched the surface. There's so much more to do and see out there.sorry, I'm rambling but.do you have any idea what I'm on about?" "Suprisingly yeah, I do! I've always wanted to see them close up. To touch it to find out what makes it tick.Kids dream I suppose." "Not necessarily. I mean the closest I'm ever gonna get is a descent telescope! With you're brains? NASA'll be champing at the bit to get you on board!" "You might yet too" "With my service record? I wouldn't even bother applying.my CO'd just laugh.think it was just another of my numerous practical jokes at his expense! Snow balls have better chances surviving in HELL than I do of joining the Space Program" "I suppose. They set a lotta store by your service record don't they?" "Yup, they do. So don't you go giving any lip or stepping outta line or goin your own way just cos your orders feel wrong. Just follow orders and do as you're told and you'll have them eating outta your hand in no time." "What makes you think I'm even gonna join the Air Force. I don't know that I wanna I mean, for so long I've blamed it for all the problems between my dad and Mark.I don't think Mark'd ever forgive me.I don't."She was cut of by Jack's hand clamping across her mouth. He rolled over onto his stomach and looked at her intently before speaking. "Never mind about your Dad or Mark or doing the right or expected thing.what do you want? I mean really in your heart of hearts? What really matters to Samantha Carter, hmm?" "Being an astronaut. Its all I've ever wanted really." "Then isn't that worth telling the world 'sod off' I'll do things my way. If you don't like it FINE your problem not mine?" "This from the guy who not 5 minutes ago was telling me to keep to the straight and narrow?" "You have far too good a memory for your own good you know! Although.I'm sure that you could work that to your advantage! "What, you mean in 20 years time if I end up under your command I could use this conversation to bribe you into promoting me?!" "You implying that we won't still be friends in 20 years time?" "Well, you know, I hope we are but 20 years is a hell've a long time - especially in our line of work.anything could've happened!" They stared at each other for a long time after that both struggling with the pain of realising just how much they'd hate to loose what - whatever it was - that they'd just found. Sam shuffled round till her head was laying on his chest comfortably. "Let's hope not" murmered Jack moving his arm round her to hold her a little closer and slide his hand into hers. "Lets hope not" echoed Sam quietly squeezing his hand. Sleep descended like a warm blanket on the pair of them as they lay sprawled on Jack's roof staring at the stars and trying not to think of what the future might hold for them. "Don't leave me" Sam whispered sleepily. "Wild horses kid, wild horses."

Well? Do you like? Want some more adventures for this pair? Just let me know and I'll bang it out.stops them running around my head in lectures making a nuisance of themselves! (