Chapter 10: Mending Fences

Meanwhile:

Teal'c, Liz, and Ashley stood just outside the now closed door.

"Liz Carter?"

"Yes Teal'c?"

"May I inquire about something?"

"Of course."

"Are Vala Mal Doran and Colonel Carter with child?"

Liz almost choked, she hadn't exactly been expecting that from Teal'c. But in all truth, she should've been. The last month had shown her just how much of a keen observer he was. And she loved him for it.

So to answer his question however, she could only manage a nod.

"T," Ashley interjected using Teal'c's nickname "How'd you figure it out."

"There were a number of clues Ashley Grimaldi. I first realized it could be true when Ronan Dex and Teyla Emmagen informed me that both Colonel Carter and Vala Mal Doran had discontinued their sparring sessions. They had cited health issues as the reason. Then I recalled that O'Neill had stated that Dr. Beckett had forbid either of them from gate travel for the time being. It seems to be the logical conclusion."

Teal'c was cut short by the door opening, and Sam dashing past them in tears.

Cam came racing out after her but was stopped by Liz.

"Cam? What's going on?"

"Sam's..." He trailed off looking shell shocked.

"Pregnant?" she supplied for him.

Accusing eyes fell on Liz. "You knew?"

She threw her hands up. His reaction was expected. They had become close so she expected him to act as if she had betrayed him. But no matter what he had to understand that her loyalties would always be first to Sam. "Whoa. Before you go getting all ticked at me cause I didn't tell you, think. My sister asked me not to say anything. I gave Sam, my sister, my word as long as she gave me her word that she'd tell you. Believe me you would've known eventually."

Anger flashed across his features. "When? Just before she had the baby?"

"Don't be so stupid." She told him with an exasperated sigh. He sounded like a spoiled child who wasn't getting their way. "Take a look at it from her perspective. She thought that those flashbacks were just misguided dreams."

"Misguided? In what way?" He was kind of hurt by that. Did Sam really see them as misguided? Did she not want him? All of his previous doubts resurfaced and reared their ugly heads again.

Liz gave his shoulder a squeeze. She watched him carefully as a myriad of emotions ran across his features. "Whoa, Flyboy. Don't take it that way. I just meant that she saw the dreams as her subconscious playing out her fantasies. In those fantasies, she had everything she's ever wanted. And yes despite what you've thought in the past, that does include you. You're the main component. She's known for a few weeks now that they weren't dreams. That's getting to her. That's been getting to her. You can't tell me that it doesn't affect you too. I know it does cause I can see it in your eyes. The knowledge that you and her were together and happy. You two had something that both of you have been wanting for all these years. Then it was taken away. Well for all intents and purposes it was. Not only that, but when you came back, you ignored her for how long? You pushed her away. Made her think that you didn't want her, didn't love her. She thought she was wallowing in it all by herself. Alone. She was lonely. Her two best friends in this world, one of whom she was in love with, were distancing themselves from her. Hell, if it'd been me, I would've jumped ship too. I would've come to Atlantis too. I mean this is the farthest she could've come to get away from you."

He winced. Liz was right. Sam had tried to put as much distance between them as possible. 'Was it because of the baby? Did I really push her that far?'

"And don't think the baby had anything to do with that. Cause he didn't. Sam didn't even know she was pregnant until about a week before we got here. But you're here now too. That changes things a lot. You know about the baby. That also changes things. So my question to you is what are you planning on doing about it? Are you gonna continue to let yourselves suffer, or are you gonna make amends? It's time to make a move. Either you do or you don't. I told you once before that a love like that only comes along once in a lifetime. But a mother's love is just as fierce. Now she wants this baby. Trust me on that. She's gonna do this with or without you. And I doubt that you seriously want her raising your son on her own. I can't imagine that would be the kind of life you'd want for the woman you love. You know what you want, go get it. If you don't, she will leave you behind. No matter how much it'll break her heart, Cam, she will leave you behind for the baby. Trust me. A mother will do whatever is necessary to provide for her child."

His response startled her. He pressed a kiss to her cheek and left the infirmary in search of Sam, with determination plastered across his face.

Liz turned to Ashley and Teal'c, clapping her hands together in satisfaction. "Well boys my work is done for the moment and I'm famished. I'm gonna go check on the kids and then grab a bite."

"Go." Ashley told her. "We'll catch up." He felt a swelling of pride in his chest. 'She really would've made an amazing Commandantess. I can just see her speaking to the troops now.' Liz had such a way with words, it was astounding.

She all but skipped out of the infirmary with a smirk a mile wide on her face. 'One couple down. One to go.'

"It would seem that both of the Carter sisters are extraordinary women."

Ashley simply smirked at Teal'c and the gave the Jaffa his trademark response. "Indeed."

Teal'c smiled in return. "Your sister is wise beyond her years Ashley Grimaldi."

He nodded. "Yes she is. So much that it's scary sometimes. Makes me wonder what she ever saw in my brother."

"You do not believe that Liz Carter and your brother were compatible?"

Ashley shook his head. "I honestly believe that Michael and Liz didn't belong together. When I came to Roswell, Michael was no longer the man that I once knew. He did and said some things that I wanted to kill him for. Most of them were to Liz. And yet, she accepted him back time after time. Part of me wanted her to leave with Evan when he made his offer to bring her with him. She would've had a normal life. She wouldn't have been tangled up in this mess." He took a shuddering breath. Who was he kidding? Liz had gotten so far under his skin that he couldn't imagine life without her. "But I know that my niece and nephew were the will of the Gods. It's those children that saved her. She lost everything she ever knew and loved with the exception of Sam that day. Cai and Eera made her whole again. I knew it the minute that they joined the world because she smiled that smile. The one that I almost never got to see anymore. I knew then that I was to look after all three of them. They were all I had left in life. Liz is beyond words. She gives so much and doesn't expect anything in return. She accepted her role as one of my people and treated all that we are with the utmost respect. If we are truly all that is left, then I am proud to have her and the kids carry on the Antarian legacy. Because of her, I am here. Thanks to her, I have a bigger family than I ever thought possible."

It was true. Daniel, Cam, Teal'c and even Ishta had become good friends -family- to him. He wouldn't have that if it weren't for Liz. She could've left him behind. But that just wasn't her. No way would Liz ever leave someone behind. He'd been shocked when out of nowhere, he'd been beamed into Stargate Command. Thank the Gods, that he'd been asleep in his apartment. Not only did he not think that the humans even realized they had a Stargate; he didn't think that they really, truly, knew that alien life was out there. She merely wrapped him in a tight hug and took his hand. Without a word being uttered, he knew that they were gonna be alright. Liz smiled that dazzling smile that he rarely ever had the privilege of seeing these days. And in the nearly five years he'd known her, he never seen her looking so free.

By the time all the explanations and introductions were done, he knew. They would never have to hide themselves again. They were free to be who they were with no strings. Without her, he'd never have that.

"She may not be my sister by blood, but she is my sister none the less. I don't believe the Gods meant for her to be alone though."

"You believe that there is someone else meant for her?"

Ashley nodded. "I don't why, but I get the impression that my sister's soul mate, her socius cor is here."

"If that is indeed true, then may she be fortunate enough to find him."

"Yes, let's hope." He was pretty sure of who he wanted to see Liz with. Maybe they just needed a nudge, er, shove in the right direction.

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Cam was out of breath by the time he reached Sam's quarters. Liz's words were swimming around his head.

'You can't tell me that it doesn't affect you too. I know it does cause I can see it in your eyes. The knowledge that you and her were together and happy. You two had something that both of you have been wanting for all these years. Then it was taken away. Well for all intents and purposes it was.'

'Her two best friends in this world, one of whom she was in love with, were distancing themselves from her. Hell, if it'd been me, I would've jumped ship too.'

'You know what you want. Go get it. If you don't, she will leave you behind. No matter how much it'll break her heart, Cam, she will leave you behind for the baby.'

Liz had been right. It did make him crazy that they had been together and said to hell with the consequences. He had been wanting to do that for nearly seventeen years, since he'd first laid eyes on her. He'd been 18 then and yet now, he still felt the same. But nothing could've been done about it then. Instead, he loved Sam from afar. He relished in any attention he got from her. Every smile. Every hug. Each one gave him hope that they'd have their someday one day.

But now there were no consequences.

Did Sam know that?

He'd just have to make sure that she did.

He waived his hand over the door controls. They slid open granting him access. He stepped inside without hesitation.

Sam was on the bed facing away from him sobbing.

The sight made his heart clench. In all the time he had known her, he had taken pride in the fact that he hadn't made her cry. He'd always been her should to cry on. But now he had. He wondered briefly 'How many other times has she done this because of me?'

"I'm sorry. I don't feel like talking to anyone right now." She told whoever was at her door.

"Well that's just too damn bad Sam. Cause I'm not going away." He told her as he approached the bed.

She made no move to face him at all. Her only acknowledgment of his presence was her tense position on the bed. That didn't stop him. He sat on the bed next to her.

As she felt the bed dip, she cringed. She really didn't wanna do this right now. "Cam go away." She didn't think she could handle rejection in any form from him. Her heart was already breaking. The only thing keep it from shattering to pieces was her little boy. Her baby. Their baby.

"Fraid I can't do that Sam. Seems to me that we need to have a serious talk." The determination was clear in his voice. It said 'I'm not taking no for an answer no matter what you have to say'.

She let out a deep sigh. "There's nothing to talk about Cameron."

He laid out on the bed next to her but made no move yet to touch her. There was time for that. Right now he had to get and keep her talking. "I beg to differ Samantha. See there's a few things that need to be discussed here. You and the baby for one."

He watched as her shoulders stiffened. "Caiden and I will be just fine. You can see him anytime you want. I won't keep him from you."

"Caiden?"

"The baby Cameron." He wasn't stupid. She knew he'd figure it out.

Suddenly it clicked. Liz had referred to the baby as 'he.' Cam was ecstatic. Not only was Sam pregnant with his child, they were having a boy. He was gonna have a son and he couldn't wipe the grin off of his face. "I know that. We're having a boy?"

Her response was a nod. She could practically feel him grinning like an idiot behind her. "Caiden Jacob. I always swore if I had a son that'd be his name."

Cam thought for a moment. 'Caiden Jacob Mitchell. Wait a minute maybe Sam won't want him to have my name. Or maybe it'll be hyphenated. Either way it's a good name.' "I like it. How do you know what it is? You can't possibly be that far along."

"About three months. Ashley told me when he healed me."

Alarms were going off. He got worried. So Vala hadn't been the only one who was sick. "Why did he have to heal you?"

"For the same reason Liz healed Vala. Because we were both former hosts, we had naquedah in our blood."

He thought he knew where this was going. "Okay."

"Turns out that the naquedah is harmful to the babies. That had to heal us to stop it." She left off the last of that sentence 'or I would've lost him.'

Liz had explained to him previously in great detail what happens when an Antarian healed someone who wasn't. "You know what that's gonna mean right?"

She stiffened. Once again she mistook the tone in his voice. "I don't care. I wasn't going to lose the baby. If we're different because of it then so be it. Liz, Ashley, Reille, Chatham and the kids will teach Vala and I how to control things. I'm not worried."

"And the baby?"

"He will be different too. I'm not sorry for it."

He could hear the defensiveness in her voice. Sam really thought he'd be mad for making the choice that saved the life of their unborn child. "You shouldn't be. He's okay that's all that matters. The rest will play itself out. We'll deal with it."

"You don't have to deal with anything if you don't want to Cam."

He stared at her ceiling with a rueful expression. "Are you serious Sam? This is my son too we're talking about. Why wouldn't I be there? You think because you guys are gonna be 'special' that I'm not gonna participate? I know I can be callous but c'mon."

"I didn't say that. I was just giving you an out. This isn't exactly a situation that you asked for. I'm sure it'll put quite a cramp in your life." With that tears started to flow once more. It was all she could do to keep herself from sobbing again.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and despite her protests, pulled her close. "I've wanted kids for a long time. You know that." What he actually meant to say was I've wanted kids with you for a long time. "Hell with you for a mother, he'll be beautiful and a super genius. Why would that put a cramp in my life?"

She struggled to dislodge herself from his arms for a minute or two before giving up. He was not letting her go. His proximity was unnerving. It kicked her off balance. And she could feel his breath on her neck. She stifled a moan. 'Damn him. I'm pissed as hell at him and yet all I wanna do is screw him senseless.' "I don't want you to resent him cause he tied you down."

She felt so good in his arms. The temptation to brush his lips across her neck was overpowering. But they needed to get to the heart of the matter. She knew full well that no matter what he'd want to raise his own child. Which led him to the conclusion that she wasn't really talking about their son. She was instead speaking about herself. "Are we really talking about the baby or you?"

She stiffened again. "Why would we be talking about me? I'm nothing to you."

There was no way in hell that she'd just uttered those words. He grabbed her chin and turned her face to his. Determined blue eyes met startled blue ones. "Samantha Marie Carter, you will never be nothing to me. You mean more to me than you can ever imagine. You've been my rock through some of the hardest times in my life."

After his accident in Antarctica, Sam spent every free minute she had with him at that hospital. She was the only one who never looked at him with pity in her eyes. She was the one who knew, not just thought that there might be a slim chance, that he would walk again. It had been a year of hell and she'd seen him through it. When he'd had a hard day, she'd just sit and hold him. When he'd made a breakthrough, she'd hug him and get all excited. Sam had been the only one that he'd let himself break down in front off. Without her support, he didn't think he would've made it through that time. It had only made him love her more.

"God Sam, I know I've messed up so bad. But I hope that you realize that no matter what I love you." It was the first time in all his life that he uttered those words without any sort of hesitation. He meant it whole heartedly. She had to know. He had to make her see. For too many years he had just stood by the wayside loving her from afar. But this time he swore to himself it would be different. This time, she'd know that he really did love her and not just in the platonic sense. This time, he'd show Sam that she owned him, heart and soul.

'No. No. No. He couldn't have just said what I think he said. There is no way that Cameron Mitchell loves me.' Sam froze and turned her head away from his intense stare. She could've gotten lost in his eyes. But that was dangerous. It meant admitting just how deep her feelings for him really ran. The idea was not to let him see how he affected her. Especially considering that she didn't believe he'd ever see her that way in return. ' He couldn't possibly be telling the truth. He doesn't love me. He's just saying all of it because of the baby.' "If this is some misguided attempt to do the right thing, don't bother."

There was that word again. He let out a frustrated sigh and tightened his hold on her. It was time for a new plan of attack. Rather than say it, he'd have to show her how much she meant to him. This would be easier because he was more a man of action anyway. His lips, almost of their own will, brushed her neck tenderly.

She couldn't swallow the moan that escaped her lips. The rational and irrational sides of her brain were arguing big time right now. The rational side was telling her to get as far away from him as she could while the irrational side was telling her to give in and go with the flow.

He brushed some of her hair off her neck and began to press more insistent kisses along her neck and shoulder. "Cam stop." She told him half heartedly.

"Why," he mumbled into her skin. He knew that she didn't mean it. Her protest held no conviction in it. She wanted him just as bad as he wanted her. And he knew it. The hints that Liz had dropped over the last couple of weeks were finally clicking into place. Sam wanted him back and Liz knew it.

"We shouldn't." She protested. It didn't sound very convincing though. The fact that she wasn't pushing him away spoke volumes too.

"I don't think that's it Sam." He told her as his tongue caressed her ear. "I think it's because I have the same effect on you that you've had on me for the last seventeen years." One of his hands locked with hers and covered her stomach. He continued to nibble on her neck. This had been a long time coming. It was now or never. "Tell me Sam, is that it? Does my touch make you just as nuts as yours does me? Have you wanted this for just as long as I have?"

Her response was another moan as she pressed herself back into him. This was not what she had wanted when he stepped in the room, but the way he kept touching her changed her mind. And the fact that being in his arms had always felt right to her certainly didn't help matters. Had he really meant what he said? Did he really love her? Had he really wanted her all these years? She decided that maybe for once she'd take a page from the Cam Mitchell book of life: act first, ask questions later. It was settled as the irrational part of her brain took a sledgehammer to the rational part.

The hand on her stomach slowly crept its way under her tank top. His name crept passed her lips in a breathless moan. "Mmm Cam."

He smiled and he turned her face toward his. As he captured her lips, his tongue sought out hers and she turned in his arms.

He moaned into her mouth as he shifted himself more on top of her. He wanted her to feel what she did to him. What she'd been doing to him for all those years. His hands tangled in her blond locks as their tongues fought for domination.

In response, Sam locked her legs around his thighs. Her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head as she felt the evidence of his arousal. A shiver of pleasure ran down her spine at the thought of it inside her. She ran her hands up over his shoulders before wrapping them around his neck. He was right, she had been imagining this moment for years. All she'd ever wanted was to be consumed by the fire that was Cameron Mitchell.

He felt himself harden even further as Sam's kisses became more insistent. He couldn't stop now even if he'd wanted to do. He'd wanted her so bad and for so long. There was no question. This was happening now. It needed to or he was sure he'd die.

Her hands decided to occupy themselves under his shirt. Trails of fire followed wherever her fingers danced across his skin. She kept pushing his shirt higher and higher revealing more of his glorious skin for her to touch. With a groan, he pulled away from her mouth long enough to rid himself it. Before returning his mouth back to its rightful place, he ran a shaky hand down the side of her face. "Look at me Sam."

As she locked eyes with him a shiver ran down her spine. A million emotions were swimming in his beautiful depths. Lust. Want. Need. And...

"I love you. I need you to know that. You haven't put a cramp in anything Baby. Do you have any idea what the thought of you carrying my child does to me?" He rubbed his lower body against hers hard to demonstrate.

She shook her head and shivered at the huskiness in his voice.

He let out a little laugh. She really had no idea of the effect she'd had on him all these years. "Mine. All I can think is that you're mine now. God Sam you mean more to me than anything. The fact that your carrying our baby makes me want to shout it from the rooftops. I've wanted to tell you how I felt for so long. I've loved you for longer than I care to admit."

He brushed away the tears that were brimming in her eyes. "No more tears Baby. I'm in this for the long haul. There is no going back. From now on, it's you and me. I know I've hurt you. Badly. But in the process I hurt myself too. Not having you around these past few weeks nearly killed me. I can be a jackass at times when it comes to feelings. I never in my wildest dreams," he laughed "well okay maybe in wildest dreams, thought that you could feel the same for me. It's taken almost losing you for good to realize that I've missed you so much. That I need you so much." He leaned down and brushed a kiss across her neck before continuing. His voice dropped to a whisper as his mouth hovered near her ear. "I won't even lie and say that I've never dreamt of us in this situation before, cause I have. Loads of times. Even before all that Odyssey crap. I've imagined you beneath me like this so many times. To be able to kiss you like this," his mouth descended to her neck.

"God Cam." She clung to him desperately. The fire that his words and kisses were igniting was sure to explode. To know that he'd wanted her just as much was intoxicating. As his tongue swirled around her ear, she arched into him. The soft groan he let out in response went straight through her. She rubbed their lower bodies together in an effort to dissipate some of the delicious friction in between her thighs. But that only made it worse. They both groaned. She too had wanted him for so long. Too long. All she could think about now was feeling him inside of her taking her to heights of pleasure she'd only dreamed about.

"Samantha." He whispered in her ear.

Her name had never sounded so right and so hot at the same time. The way he whispered it in reverence was her undoing. Her mouth sought out his.

"Cameron," she mouthed against his lips.

He smiled before claiming her mouth again in a passionate kiss. It pleased him to no end that he knocked her just as off balance as she did him. His kisses grew more and more frantic. Not like the gentle ones he'd given only minutes ago. No these kisses were a little more forceful.

Not that she minded. If she was right, he'd been wanting needing this for just as long as she had. The knowledge that he wanted her was heady. So she didn't mind that his desperation to be with her came out in his kiss. It only held the promise of things to come. Of the delicious fire that they'd both soon be burning in. She decided to pull away to do some exploring of her own. A low growl emanated from his throat as she attacked his neck. She smirked as she found a spot that had him panting.

"God Sam," he moaned as dug his fingers in her hair. He held her long blonde locks tightly. Her perfect mouth on his skin was intoxicating. It made him harder than he thought he had ever been in his entire life. Her mouth latched onto a spot just behind his ear. He couldn't help the loud groan that fell from his lips. That spot had always driven him nuts but with Sam's mouth occupying the territory, it made him melt with want. Bolts of pleasure shot through his body. And they'd only just begun.

She moaned in turn as she felt his hands tighten their hold on her. His lower body, almost of its own volition was bucking into hers as she concentrated on his neck. She wanted him completely on edge for her. Both of them were so used to maintaining control that she knew they needed to lose it with each other. She said a silent prayer that he would give as good as he got. The thought sent a whole new round of shivers of pleasure down her spine.

It was at this point he realized she was still fully dressed. Well if you could call her little black ensemble fully dressed. She was certainly making use of the fact that since she was technically on 'vacation', she didn't have to wear anything that was close to regulation garb. She had on skin tight black capris and a black tank top with lacy trim to match. And while she looked amazing in it, he wanted her out of it. Now. Her being dressed was something he was about to remedy. With all of his will, he pushed up off of Sam. She laid back on the bed, hair all tussled, and lips swollen. "Off." He growled as he grabbed her tank top.

She sat up and rid herself of the offending garment, all the while a wolfish grin graced her face. She then laid back on the bed. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you just want to see me naked Colonel."

Her use of his rank shot straight to his groin. Apparently she'd decided that she wanted this just as bad as he did. "Oh I do Colonel." He replied with a sigh. "I have plans for you." He thought he had died and gone to Heaven as Sam laid there in only her bra and pants. He was eyeing her bra, contemplating all of the ways he could coax her out of it.

She giggled at the glimmer of mischief in his eyes. "Oh you do huh?"

"My plans include both of us being naked." He rid himself of his own pants faster than he could ever remember. She smiled even wider as the desperation became evident on his handsome face. In seconds he was back on top of her in only his boxers.

Cam suddenly realized that there were only a precious few layers left between the two of them. He pulled her closer by belt loops on her pants. The next thing she knew, he had unzipped her pants and was pulling them down her legs.

No sooner than she was out of her pants was he on top of her again. He nearly lost it when he realized something. She wasn't wearing any underwear. He groaned loudly.

Now she smiled with mischief in her eyes. "Those pants aren't really comfortable if I have to wear something under them."

The realization that the only thing standing between them was his boxers nearly drove him over the edge. And the fact that Sam's hands were now creeping their way down there only made it worse. He hissed in satisfaction as she reached the waistband of the now offending garment.

As she pushed her hands inside of his boxers, Cam thought he was gonna die. She hadn't even really touched him there and already he was burning. But Samantha Carter had him on a slow burn for years. Tonight, he intended to go up in flames. And she was coming with him.

In a move that he hadn't seen coming, Sam had rid him of his boxers completely using just her feet. She then used the opportunity to push him onto his back. Sam slowly followed the path her hands had taken. When her mouth reached its intended destination, Cam groaned loudly. His hands tangled in her hair as her mouth descended upon him. He thought he could die right there and then with her deliciously talented mouth wrapped around him. "Sam," he moaned. His tone was almost begging. Her mouth was doing the most amazing things to him. But he didn't want things to end just yet. Before she could complete her mission, Cam, with all of his remaining willpower, turned the tables on her.

As he yanked her back up to him, he unhooked the latch on her bra. Sam was now completely naked. His mouth watered at the sight. He pulled her to sit in his lap.

He slowly ran his hands up and down her body. She shuddered as his mouth latched onto one of her sensitive nipples. "Mmm Cam." His tongue swirled around her nipple as he bit down softly. She ground herself into him as he repeated the action on her other breast. She held his head to her as his tongue did marvelous things. Sam threw her head back and bit her lower lip. His mouth was making her hotter and hotter by the minute. She couldn't help it as her body responded in kind.

His mouth never left her as he reversed their previous positions on the bed. Once he had her where he wanted her however, his mouth began an excruciatingly slow descent. Kiss. Lick. Suck. Bite. She thought she was gonna die right there at the sensations his glorious mouth was causing. She cried out as every nerve in her body fired with pleasure.

He loved watching her go insane. He observed through hooded eyes, as her head fell back against the pillows and her eyes rolled back with a moan. This was what he had wanted: Samantha Carter under him and moaning his name. There was just one more thing he'd wanted to do to her before he made them one.

She grabbed a fistful of his hair and dragged him back up her body. His intention was quite clear. And as much as she wanted Cam to do what he planned, she couldn't wait any longer. She had to have him inside her. She burned kisses up the side of his neck, which elicited a moan out of him. And when she finally reached his ear she whispered huskily "I need you inside me now Cam."

"Yes Ma'am." He happily complied with her demand, and positioned himself above her.

There was a look of pure ecstasy on both of their faces as he slowly pushed his way inside her. "Cam." She immediately arched up off the bed. It felt so amazing to finally have him inside her. She had never felt so filled, so complete before. And he was hitting all the right spots. He slowly began moving in and out of her deliciously tight body.

"God, you feel so good baby." He breathed in her ear. He emphasized his words with a thrust of his hips. "So hot." Thrust. "So wet." Thrust "So tight." Thrust. "So fucking good." Normally he didn't dare say anything like that but the feel of being inside her did amazing things to him. He had always imagined that it would be like this. Never in his life had anything felt so perfect. He wanted to stay like this forever. The dazed smile she gave him told him that she didn't mind.

So Cameron Mitchell had a dirty mouth in bed. Who knew? And she loved it. His words only made her hotter. If that was even possible at this point. "Cam, baby." She cried as she tried to speed up the pace of their lovemaking. She'd been waiting too long for this. Slow was something they could do later.

"Sam." He hissed her name softly.

"Faster." She shrieked. He was going painfully slow. He wanted to take his time with her. But she had other plans. She needed release and she needed it now.

She somehow managed to flip them over, so that she was on top. She began to rock her hips almost violently. He met her thrust for thrust. "Cam help me. Oh god."

He held her hips in an effort to find the pace she wanted. After a few minutes, they finally reached the steady rhythm she so desperately needed. He knew by the look of passion in her glazed, unfocused eyes.

"Mmm right there. Oh god. Don't stop. Right there Cam " She panted as she laced her fingers through his above his head. They were steadily driving each other insane.

Although this was technically their first time together (well that they could remembered vividly) , there was no awkwardness. Just pure passion driving them towards oblivion. Towards what promised to be an explosive release.

"God Cam. So good." She couldn't think straight, not that she could think at all. She couldn't control the way her body responded to his as she raised and lowered herself onto to him. It was as if something primal inside of her took over. She needed him deeper. If that was even possible.

His mouth latched on to that sensitive spot on her neck. "Baby." He hissed.

She ran her hands across his chest, feeling all of his muscles contract at her touch.

"Baby I'm almost there." She let the fire, and passion take over her. Throwing her head back in ecstasy, her orgasm took over. Sam cried out his name as she flew over the edge.

"Shit baby." He felt her inner walls clamp down around him. And that was all it took to send him after her.

Afterwards, they laid in her bed. His arm draped over her stomach as she curled back into him. "You have no clue how long I've wanted to do that to you," he whispered huskily in her ear.

"The feeling's mutual." She turned to face him. "Cam there's something I wanna tell you."

He didn't answer her but his eyes told her to continue.

She blushed. Well he could swear she blushed. "I know you've already said it a few times and I realize that you probably want to hear it from me too. I-I-I love you. Truth is I have for a long time."

He nearly stopped breathing at her confession. It was like God himself had suddenly decided to grant him eternal happiness. He crushed his mouth to hers in a fierce kiss. With those three words, Samantha Carter had just made Cameron Mitchell the happiest little shit in this corner of the universe.

Then he pulled back with his trademark Mitchell smirk plastered all over his face. "Samantha Carter loves me." He was rewarded with a pillow to the face. Still he couldn't keep himself from grinning like he was the village idiot. "No it's cute. You love me. No take backs."

She laughed. God it was good to see her smile again. "I'll never take it back Cam. There's no going back. We've wasted too much time. Wasted too much of our lives."

"You know I love you Sam. So much."

She leaned in to kiss him but went straight to his ear. "Wanna show me how much?"

Within seconds, he had her pinned to the bed and was inside her again.

She cried out. "Cam." His name fell from her lips like a prayer. She thrust her hips into his.

"Slow baby." he moaned into her ear, "this time we're going slow. God you feel so good wrapped around me."

"You feel so good being inside me," she moaned in return.

It took all of his willpower to maintain the painfully slow pace he was thrusting into her tight body at. He was more than sure that this was what Heaven felt like.

She bit her lip as he moved impossibly slow. Never in her life had anything felt so amazing and torturous at once.

He locked his hands with hers at their sides.

And that was how they stayed for a while, staring into each others eyes and making slow love. That was the way things should've been between them a long time ago.

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She woke up with a smile on her face as she felt him stroking her belly where Caiden lay. Their son fluttered in response to his father's touch. Of course Cam didn't know that she could feel him yet.

He pressed a kiss to her neck before moving his mouth so that it was next to her ear. "Marry me."

She couldn't help the grin that graced her face. "You better not be kidding Cam."

"Oh I assure you that I'm not Colonel Carter. The ring on your finger says I'm definitely not."

"What ring?" She asked as she glanced at her left hand. On her ring finger was a simple one stone platinum band. Upon further inspection of the stone she realized that the symbol for Earth was somehow set inside of it. "How?"

"Liz and Ashley. I told them what I wanted and this is what they made. Once you fell asleep I slipped it on your finger. Is it okay?"

"It's more than that Cam. It's amazing. Yes."

His heart stopped. She just said yes! She wanted to be his wife. "I'm sorry can I hear that again cause I think I just heard Samantha Carter agree to marry me."

"She did. Samantha Carter just agreed to become Cameron Mitchell's wife."

Of course the happiness was interrupted as the reality of the situation set in for Sam. She turned to face him with worry in her eyes. "What about the regs Cam? There's no way they'll let us..."

"Oh but they will. The regs were dissolved. A while ago apparently from what I hear. Aurora didn't leave the SGC because she had to, she left because she wanted to. Thanks to General O'Neill, the SGC is exempt from the regs. He went to the President about it. So no worries baby. We're good."

A brilliant smile graced her face. "Pinch me cause I must be dreaming."

He gave her his trademark smirk in return. "If you are then we're dreaming together baby. And I don't ever wanna wake up."

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