Anyway, I feel closer to you when I'm playing.
Jack laid down the creased, time-worn letter. It had been painstakingly written by his beloved in a time she barely remembered, a time he'd never known.
Sam lay sleeping next to him on the couch, cuddled up against his side, a look of peaceful bliss on her beautiful features. He'd barely had the chance to worry about her in the few days she'd spent a lifetime without him.
He didn't know if he could have survived it.
Sam had come home from the base a little over an hour ago. Confused, exhausted and somewhat off balance, she'd told Jack about a mission that wasn't quite right. The team had completed a harrowing trip aboard the Odyssey during which all communications had been cut off. Then, in the twinkling of an eye, they were back where they'd started, hard pressed to explain what had happened. Time was out of order, missing, in the minds of the crew, on the computer records and at the SGC. Sam was worried, but even she couldn't divine what had actually taken place.
The letter Jack just finished reading seemed to be the only clue as to what had happened aboard the Odyssey. He doubted Sam even knew she had it. She'd come home from the SGC, stripped off the clothing she'd worn and thrown it in a heap on the floor before running to the shower. He'd picked up her jacket and this single letter had fallen out of the pocket. If he interpreted it correctly, it was one of many his wife had written to him over a period of years, years she no longer remembered.
How long had she been alone?
As Jack watched her, wondering what had actually happened, Sam stirred slightly and opened her eyes, smiling at the sight of his eyes on her.
"Hi, handsome," she said. "This is such a nice way to wake up."
Jack smiled and captured her lips for a loving kiss he wished would never end. For her part, Sam wanted nothing more at that moment than to stay wrapped in her husband's arms. She wasn't sure why, but it felt as though they'd been apart much longer than the five days of the mission. So when Jack pulled back to look in her eyes, Sam moaned her protest.
"Hey," she said. "I was enjoying that."
"Me too," he answered. "I just wanted to tell you something. I'm coming with you."
"Coming with me where?" Sam asked, suddenly confused.
"To Atlantis," he said simply.
"Really?" Sam asked, her eyes registering her surprise. She'd been recruited by Dr. Weir recently and after much discussion with Homeworld Security and General Landry, her transfer had been approved. She was scheduled to depart for a six month re-assignment in less than two months.
"Since when?" she asked.
"Since this," Jack said, handing her the letter she couldn't recall writing.
"What is it?" Sam asked, seeing the serious look in her husband's eyes.
"It's the reason I'm coming with you," he said simply.
A/N: Hope you liked this short follow-up. Remember two things in reviewing – I haven't actually seen the episode yet and I'm no physicist!
I like this particular AU because, for the life of me, I can't imagine Sam leaving Jack behind when she goes off to Atlantis next year!