"In your eyes, faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the spark,
Warmer for the spark. "
Chapter 10
'This silence is deafening,' Sam thought to herself. She sat staring out the window of the car, wondering what was going through Jack's head.
The worry crept back into her mind, a familiar sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach as she felt Jack once again withdraw from her.
As if he could hear her very thoughts, he reached out towards her in the darkness and Sam felt his fingers crawl up as his hand closed on hers. A familiar warmth filled her again. She allowed herself to react with only a slight smile and suddenly the silence no longer felt threatening. It felt natural, it felt... perfect.
She glanced slowly over at Jack, and her heart soared as she saw him smiling into the darkness.
Jack's mind raced with a million thoughts as he sat in the darkness of the town car. Sam was being unusually quiet and he noticed that she seemed to be staring blankly out of the window at the passing cars. The familiar rock in his stomach was back and he tensed up at the thoughts of where this evening could take them.
He didn't mind admitting it, but Samantha Carter scared him almost to the point of wanting to run from her. Him – a man of 53 who had faced everything from a P.O.W. camp, to being nailed to a wall by an alien ball (yeah that was fun!) to near death, to ACTUAL death – was terrified of this amazing woman sitting beside him.
God, she's wonderful, he thought, casting a quick glance her way. He noticed her hand resting on the seat beside her and before he could overthink it, reached across slowly in the darkness and let his fingers graze hers, before he closed his hand around her hand and held it tightly. He felt a shiver of electricity run up his hand and he smiled in the darkness.