Do I Love Her?
by AnnieDo I Love Her?
by Annie
TITLE: Do I Love Her?
AUTHOR: Annie
EMAIL:mysticmoon27@yahoo.com
CATEGORY: Sam/Jack
SPOILERS:
SEASON / SEQUEL:
RATING: PG
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SUMMARY: The thoughts of a member of SG-1.
STATUS: Complete
ARCHIVE: Heliopolis
DISCLAIMER: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. We have written this story for entertainment purposes only and no money whatsoever has exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the authors. Not to be archived without permission of the authors.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: OH MY JACK!!! I actually wrote something!!!! Anyway, much kudos to Annie, for always
reading my stuff, and the jack and sam shippers club for giving me all the juicy, shippy stuff, when I get
stuck with months of repeats! I love feedback, even if it isn't good, please! (I'm begging)
Do I love her?
When I first walked into that cemetery and stood in front of that grave, I could feel a part of me die. My entire family has been
known to have a predisposition to make rash decisions. I know what I would have done if she hadn't intervened. I could never bring back the past, I know that now, but she gave me hope for the future. I remember those months when we first met and started to get to know each other. She was that smart, by-the-book Captain who didn't take crap from anybody. What struck me most was how expressive she was. Her startling blue eyes that sparkle whenever she tells me about another one of her discoveries, the way her lips move so fast as they curve themselves around word after word, the quiet smile she harbors when I visit her lab and can't seem to notice that she wants peace and quiet, her soft hair that shines ever so slightly under the lights of the base. I swore nothing would come of it. Nothing did, of course. Heck, she even gave me advice on other women at times. And that was exactly the way it went. We were comrades, partners in a never-ending war, maybe even
friends. There were times when I even stretched the role of her friend to the max. Truth be told, I went to the arms of another woman when I couldn't have her. I was never very good at talking about my feelings. I think I hid it well. I never let her
know how much I really cared. How was I supposed to tell her that the other women didn't matter? They were always replacements for her. She wanted me to move on with my life. When we talked, I felt like a switch had been turned on in my soul. Thoughts, feelings, emotions, I had never told anyone poured out of me to her patient ears. Maybe to her,
that made us true friends. I was happy being her friend for the longest time. Going to the movies, working out, or just playing poker and drinking beer. But when Sha're died, it all changed. I no longer had the hope of finding the first real love of my life
to propel me forward. But having Sam next to me kept me going. She once said we'd be together forever. But, no, she'll never be mine to keep. Her heart belongs to him. He's the one she reserves her special smiles for. The one who's arm her hand always lingers on. The one who tries to inconspicuously caress her back until he gets admonished with a "Colonel"
and a dimpled grin. He's the one who leaves roses in her locker. The one who takes care of her in her time of need. The one who makes her happy.
He's the one who gets to take her home at night.
So, do I love her?
Yes, but he loves her more.
THE END
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