A/N: How I'd write the ending of Continuum, if they asked me. Warning: a major spoiler for the movie, if you've been spoiler free!

Long Time Coming

It's been a long time coming.

Living like a real married couple that is, it's been a long time coming.

No more secrets, no more hidden meetings, no more keeping my wedding band tucked away in my pocket. Wow, it's been a long time coming!

And we've gotten good at it. Good at hiding, that is. So good, that no one other than Daniel, Teal'c and our favorite Generals were any the wiser. Keeping our commitment from those guys would have been impossible anyway. We know each other far too well for that. They knew what was going on with us before we did.

Five years married. Hard as it's been to keep it secret, not to shout it from the rooftops, it was worth it ten times over. Being together, sharing so much with each other in good times and bad, comforting each other, encouraging, not pretending, at least not in private, it's been worth it. Anything would be worth being with Sam.

But now it's time, time to come out of hiding. I have to admit after so long, it'll feel strange. The little touches, the affectionate glances, the small things married people do with each other in public we can do those things now. No more need to fight being seen as a couple, or worry about malicious gossip, much less breaking the regulations. Wearing my wedding band proudly like the badge of honor it is. Hey, I'm looking forward to it.

For the most part, the people we know will be glad for us. Some, like John Sheppard, Vala and Cam Mitchell, may be a little hurt we didn't take them into our confidence. Still others, well, their busy-body tongues will wag. I say, let 'em wag. Nothing they say can spoil this for us now.

Funny, it takes death to make a person fully aware of what's most important in life. A little over a week ago, my death did just that. Carter would tell you how time is relative, yadda, yadda, but me, I say time's damn amazing. What else do you call it when you're flat on your back breathing your last one minute and standing upright kissing the love of your life the next.

Yup, that was the story. Killed by Ba'al one minute, alive and kicking the next. All it took was for my team to travel back in time yet again and fix things. Led by Sam, of course. My wife, Sam, that's right, my wife. I've said that inside my head for five years, now I can say it outloud to anyone who will listen. Hell, we can have a big party if we want, invite the President and all. What was I thinking, keeping this secret in the first place.

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We've decided to "go public". I didn't give Jack much choice, come to think of it. We came back home through the Gate after restoring the timeline and I literally threw myself at him. I was so happy and relieved to see him standing there, alive and grinning at me, I didn't think. I simply reacted, throwing my arms around my husband, assuring myself he was alive, warm and breathing. For anyone else it would have been the most natural thing in the world.

Of course by the time we pulled back from the embrace, all eyes in the Gateroom were locked on us. Our cover was blown. And there's nothing like death to reorder a person's priorities. I should know.

Five years ago, after my father's death, I decided I'd waited for Jack long enough. That's really all it took, my decision. Turns out Jack had been waiting for me all along. Long story short, we decided to get married, right then and there. From the standpoint of "the regs", marrying during that short window of opportunity while I was assigned to Area 51 covered us as far as the military was concerned. We both knew it was the right thing to do, no doubts there. But even then, my obsession with my career, well, I was determined to hide the most important relationship in my life. And because Jack loved me so much, he was willing to let me.

Somehow I thought being married to Jack would make me look weaker in other people's eyes. When I look at it now, it sounds foolish. How could anyone believe being married to this wonderful man could take away from who I am or what I can do? How could I believe it? Truth is, he only makes me stronger.

Well it took thinking I'd lost him for good to shake some sense into me. And though I don't plan on any more public displays of affection in the Gateroom, I'm looking forward to living life in the open, as a woman married to the man she loves and respects more than anyone in the world. It's been a long time coming. And I plan on enjoying every minute of it.

The End


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