YOU CAN CALL ME SIR
PART 21
   �Well . . . sir,� she emphasized and almost lost it again when he winced, �It�s . . . very difficult for me to explain . . .But I�ll try,� she sighed as she grabbed his hand and pulled him over to a flat rock nearby.  She pulled him down next to her and continued, �You see . . . until I had you as my C.O., I was a desk jockey . . . well, okay, maybe not exactly . . . more like a lab rat, I guess.  Most of my superiors were old, fat farts who made an effort to remind me of who I was, a woman and a scientist, by requiring me to salute every time they walked into a room and not allowing me to have my say when I needed to,� she hesitated, suddenly struck by how close his body was to hers, how warm he was, how beautiful his brown eyes were.  She struggled to finish, � . . . I know it�s not the military way, but . . . There were so many times they wanted me to do something that I knew I could do better a better way, but they�d never let me.  And they never listened to my suggestions, let alone let me make suggestions.�
    She took a breath and looked back at the waterfall to gather her thoughts a little.  She let its music soothe her frazzled nerves.
    �When I met you . . . right from the start . . . you let me know that you were in charge . . . but you also let me know that my ideas . . . my opinions were important,� she finished softly.
    �I did?� He smiled now, �I did, didn�t I.�.
    �Yes,� she smiled, �You did . . . and that . . . more than saving the world. . . more than saving my butt more times than I can count . . . more than showing our entire team that you care for us as individuals . . . more than all of that combined . . . gave me more respect for you than I�ve had for all of my previous Commanding Officers.�
    �And for that you can�t call me Jack when we�re alone?� he asked sarcastically.
    �No!� she laughed, �No, but �Sir� has become so much more to me over the years.  When I . . . when I realized how I felt . . . how I . . . cared for you . . . well . . .� she trailed off and looked at their hands intertwined in her lap, unsure of how to proceed with her confession.  When his fingers touched her chin and lifted her eyes to his, suddenly she wasn�t scared to tell him everything, �Well, I started putting all my feelings . . . all my emotions into that one word.  I had hoped that one day . . . one day you might recognize those feelings in the way I said it . . . It became my pet name for you . . . a way that I could express my feelings.�
    His fingertips splayed across her cheek.
    �And what exactly are those feelings, Sam?� He asked tenderly.
    �I�m in love with you, Jack.  I�ve been in love with you for a long time now.  And after the way you�ve taken care of me these last few weeks, I don�t know how to live without you in my life . . . Not just at work, but all the time . . . every morning, every day . . . and every night,� she sighed softly, all the love she had in her eyes.

    He pulled her into his arms and hugged her.  She loved him.  She�d said it.  He could feel his heart pounding against her.  She loved him.  And she had for a long time.  Wow!  How to respond to that?  He couldn�t even formulate the words, his heart was so full.
    �Screw the regulations!  She loves me!� he thought
    He did the only thing he knew he could do. 
    He kissed her again.
    He kissed her with every bit of love he had, every fiber of his being.  He ravished her lips, her eyes, her face with his lips.  He couldn�t get enough of touching her, holding her.  When her lips met his, she grabbed his face and held him still so that she could explore him.  He let her work her magic on him and got carried away on the freeing feeling.
    When she let him up for air, he murmured, �Ah, Sam, you can always call me Sir!�
    He quickly quelled her hoot of laughter with another mind-blowing kiss.

    In the shadows, Teal�c smiled as he silently turned and headed back to camp.
    �DanielJackson,� he said into his walkie talkie, �They are finally together.�
    �Yes!  It�s about time,� came the reply.
THE END
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