A/N : This was written for Replicartertje's Sam/Jack-o-thon on LJ. The prompt was: Sam/Jack, gutter.

He had liked going offworld. The excitement of 'gate travel, the thrill of a gunfight. Making her impossible plans and even more unbelievable demands into reality simply because she believed he could, her smile his best reward.

Now, everything was different. Watching her go off without him, staying behind, was harder than he'd have imagined.

Her voice interrupted his musings. "Hi, Jack."

He looked down to find her standing at the base of the ladder. Smiling up at him. And he knew. His 'Honey-do' list may have changed from Saving-the-World to Cleaning-out-the-Gutter, but Sam's smile still made it all worthwhile.