Jack propped himself up on his elbows so he wouldn't crush Sam. He looked down to see that her eyes were closed and her breaths were even. He couldn't blame her. Two rounds of intensely incredible love making, back to back no less, was enough to knock anyone out. He expected he'd be waking up from this dream any minute now. He'd just look at her for as long as he stayed asleep. He played with her hair and stroked her face. Peppered her with feather light kisses. Every so often she let out contended hums, which were music to his ears. He knew he had the goofiest grin plastered on his face but who cared. He was allowed to be a total sap in his dreams. Eventually his arms got tired and he had to roll off her.

"Hey you." She beamed, his movement having woken her.

"'Hey you' back, my love."

"How come I'm not awake yet?" She'd gone to sleep in the dream. Surely she should have woken up. "What if this isn't a dream?"

"Has to be a dream." Although he was beginning to have doubts.

"You're right. Of course it does," she rationalised. "You'd never sleep with me in real life, you're in love with Kerry." Her eyes filled with sadness.

"What, no I'm not!"

"Dream you *would* say that." She lamented, giving him a melancholy smile.

"I guess." He was confused. "Hey, wait a minute. My dream you would never bring up Kerry. And anyway, that ended while your dad was still alive." He told her pulling self up and leaning against the headboard.

"It did?" Sam was shocked. "Then who were you talking to on the phone?" She asked, sitting herself up also.

"When?"

"Yesterday. You said you were looking forward to seeing them. That you loved them." Sam was getting upset.

"Oh, that." It clicked then. "That was my mother."

"Yeah right. Jack O'Neill has never once said a word about his mother in over 8 years." Sam didn't like where this dream was headed and just wanted to wake up. "Ouch! Did you just pinch me?"

"If this was a dream, you'd have woken up, right?" Jack was fairly certain now that he was awake. It wasn't a dream. He'd made love to Samantha Carter and she wanted to marry him.

"What are you smiling at?"

"You love me. And you wanna marry me." Nothing could burst his bubble right now.

"I could be pregnant, you know." She reminded him about the birth control SNAFU, trying to be serious.He just grinned even harder.She couldn't help it. She grinned too.

"So... your mother?" Sam wondered if Daniel or Teal'c knew about her.

"As you can gather, she's still alive. After Charlie, I cut ties with pretty much everyone I knew. Family included." Jack spoke quietly. "Wasn't until that whole thing with Seth that I realised I should reach out."

"Why that mission?"

"Dad and I talked about his situation with Mark."

"You did?" Sam hadn't realised just how close her father and Jack had actually been. She turned and threw her arms around him.

If having a naked Sam Carter in his arms was his reward for being vulnerable, he'd have to do it more often. He started running his fingers up and down her back and nibbling that soft spot just below her ear. He just couldn't help himself.

"Mmm, Jack." She threaded her fingers through his hair. "Jack. We can't." Her body was in full disagreement with her mind.

"I think we've well and truly established that we can, Sam." He leered, before kissing her mouth.

"The regulations, Jack!" She made a disgruntled squeak when he pulled back.

"We kinda smashed them to smithereens back there. In pieces, all over the ground." At her concerned look, he carried on. "Look, we'll figure this out. I can retire if I need to."

"But- Mmm." She was silenced with a kiss.

"I love you, Samantha Carter." He held her gaze and placed a hand on her abdomen.

"We need to think about our future."She grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled herself into his lap, kissing him for all she was worth. She pulled back all of a sudden.

"Again?" she was impressed that he could get hard again for the third time that morning. She moved off of him. "Lay down, I want to ride you."

"Oh, hell yeah." He was on his back so fast, pulling her on top of him.She sank down on top of him slowly. She still wasn't used to his size. her hands either side of his head and rocked her pelvis.

"Oh, mmm." She moaned. "Whatever happens, I want us to live in Colorado Springs. At least on the weekends."

"Anything you want." He promised, before pulling her down for a kiss.

And she was happy.