Jack was bored,he was sitting at his desk with his feet up,they were on standby duty, he had already harrassed Daniel and played with his YoYo, what could he do now to pass the time, he could think about Sam and what he would like to do to her in a nice comfy bed, stop it O'Neill he chastised himself, she is off limits. He sighed rubbing his hand through his already untidy hair.

His eyes roamed over his desk, there was a pile of unopened letters and memo's in the in-tray, but he made it a rule never to open mail more than once a week. Might as well open them I suppose, haven't got much else to do.

He read the first three, double boring, then he noticed the next one was in Sam's handwriting. Why is she writing to me, I saw her this morning at breakfast in the commisary, he careflly opened it.

He read and then read it again, she loves me, she loves me, transfer, what the hell is talking about, she can't leave me. I better go down and see her, no I will never be able to talk to her, I get all tongue tied when she looks at me. But I could answer her letter.

Dear Sam

I don't know what to say to you, but here goes. I do return your love, I have loved you since the first time I met you in the Briefing Room. You don't know how many times I have wanted to tell you, to hold you in my arms, make love to you, and the idea of you having my babies is what I dream of. But, and it is a big but, how do we get around the regs. There,is no question of you transferring away from the SGC, we need you, hell! I need you here.

Perhaps we could meet up, away from the mountain and discuss this. I desparately want a relationship with you, you know the saying 'Where's there's a will there's a way. So how about it shall we try? Please answer one way or the other.

Forever your's JAck.

He quickly put the letter in the Internal Post, before he lost his nerve.

The End or the Beginning.