Sam closed the door behind her and leaned against it heavily. She had an hour to get her shit together and get back to base. Under guard no less. Just in case she started to glow they were under orders to haul her ass back in the car and back to the SGC. Well, actually they were under orders to drag her back if she 'started to look odd'. Hammond had omitted the glowing part but there were already rumors about Sam's connection with the shaking of the SGC. Rumors. When she had first arrived at the SGC it had been rumors about her intelligence as well as her service record, particularly about the classified parts that even SGC members couldn't access; as time passed the rumors about her and Jack started; now … now it was rumors about these stupid powers. Lovely.

"Samantha." Sam opened her eyes to find her house dark but, there was a soft glow coming from the living room and Jack was standing just outside of the light. "Hi," he smiled.

It was hard to see the smile in the light but, she could feel it and Sam stepped further into the room, going straight into his arms. "Hi," she breathed. Sam closed her eyes as Jack wrapped his arms around her and buried her face in his shoulder. "This is nice."

"I can make it nicer," Jack snickered, she could feel it.

"We have to be back in an hour," Sam mumbled into his shoulder.

"That's just enough time," Jack offered as he pulled away slightly. He directed her towards the living room and she gasped in surprise to find the room covered in paper whites, lilies of the valley, calla lilies, white roses, and white candles. Lots and lots of white candles.

"Jack," Sam sighed in delight. "What's all this about?"

"It occurs to me," he began as he moved her to the couch and gently pushed her to sit down. "That when I gave you that ring …" he paused as he looked down at the hand he held between his with the little diamond that sparkled brightly in the candle light. He ran his thumb over the diamond before he sat down beside her. "I proposed to you exactly how I intend to," he offered gently. "Making Samantha Carter speechless isn't something that most people can do."

Sam smiled brightly at him; she had known he enjoyed making her speechless.

"But, it occurs to me that it wasn't exactly a romantic proposal. So," he offered with a big sigh. "So, I'm actually asking the question this time instead of just saying it. Samantha Carter, will you marry me?"

Sam's smile brightened as she leaned forward grabbed his face between her hands and giggled. Really, she couldn't help it. "You're an idiot." And then she pulled his face down to hers and kissed him with as much force as she could. She wound her arms tightly around his neck while his wrapped around her middle, pulling her body as close to his own as he could, leaving her in his lap. Their mouths opened and their tongues clashed and good god she loved this man. She especially loved what he could do with his tongue and his hands and oh god if they don't stop now they simply won't stop.

They pulled away, gasping for breath, but they didn't release their hold on each other. "That's a yes, right?"

Sam laughed brightly as she shook her head. "You really are an idiot."