My Arms Are Open
TITLE: My Arms Are Open
POV’S: Jack’s
AUTHOR: Tiffany Flowers (tiffanyflowers2@hotmail.com)
RATING: PG-13
ARCHIVE: SJRA, Heliopolis and Alex and Tiffany’s Archive. Others ask first.
DISCLAIMER:

I don’t own them, wish I did, yada, yada, yada. They will be returned in one happy piece. Thanks goes out to RDA, AT, MGM, Gekko, Double Secret and Showtime for giving us great characters to write about.  Thanks guys!!! I own only the story and its idea.
CATEGORY: S/J Romance
SUMMARY: Both Sam and Jack think about a song that is special to both of them.
SPOILERS: Broca Divide (Season 1)
REQUIRED READING: None
AUTHOR'S NOTES:

After reading Siobahn’s story, “Open Arms” that I asked her to write while I was in Fort Hell, I mean Fort Sill, Oklahoma <g>, I decided to write my own version. Thanks goes to Siobahn for the initial story. I want to thank my “Battle Buddy” for beta reading it for me. See, I knew the U.S. Army was good for SOMETHING!
\\ // represents thought    ~ represents lyrics
WARNINGS: None
FEEDBACK: Yes, please.
Copyright 2000 TIFFANY FLOWERS
I am about to knock on the doorframe, when I hear the soft tune of “Open Arms”, my favorite song. But not a song that I shared with Sara. I see the blonde female that I came to talk to, sitting at her desk, crying. I hate seeing Major Samantha Carter cry. I want to go to her, but the timing isn’t right.
\\ Not yet, Jack. // I think to myself. \\ Just a few more minutes. //
Then I hear the chorus and can’t wait any longer. I walk up behind her slowly, yet quietly. I place my right hand on her left shoulder. She turns around with tears running down her soft, pale face. I gently use my thumbs to wipe away her vertical rivers. I watch as she closes her eyes at my touch. When she opens her eyes, I notice how electrifyingly blue they are. I’m sorry I never paid closer attention. I notice that she doesn’t divert her eyes from mine. I look deep into her eyes. I need her close, so close in fact, that I’d never let go. I feel the sudden urge to show her how I feel. I’ve always known that Sam Carter liked me, but I wouldn’t allow myself to believe it. I thought I loved Sara, but I lost that life a long time ago. I lean down, feeling her breath quicken on my lips. My heart is pounding, as I know hers is too.
Every defense system in my body and mind goes into shut down as our lips meet. Carter always makes me feel that I can express my feelings to her openly. More to her, than to Daniel. Not that I do that all the time. I suddenly feel her arms around my neck, so I pull her closer to me, feeling her perfect, slender form relax against me and her heart beating with mine. Everything is perfect.
I pull back to look at her. Her blue eyes hold love, passion and desire. I feel reborn. Born to love again.
\\ But will it last? // I ask myself. All Sam has to do is say “Hi” and she has my undivided attention. Granted I don’t understand techno babble. I watch her when I don’t think she’s looking. Even though she caught me looking once. She smiles her big ‘Carter’ smile at me. The one that I fell in love with in the first place. I just grin back at her with my traditional “O’Neill” grin. I suddenly say something I haven’t said in years.
“I love you, Sam.” I say, seeing the surprised look on her face. I must have the same look on my face.
“I love you too, Jack,” she replies, getting over the shocked moment. I grin at her again. “Just tell me that I’m not dreaming.” She says, sounding almost desperate for an answer. Kissing her more deeply than before, I answer her question.
“Did that feel like a dream?” I ask, knowing for sure that it wasn’t a dream. Sam shakes her head “no” in response to my question. I watch as her short, fluffy, blonde hair bounces as she nods. I suddenly feel her fingers entwine in my short, grey hair, pulling my face to hers and feeling her lips consume mine. I feel Sam’s mouth begging to be explored, so I comply with her request. I let my tongue explore her mouth, only to feel her tongue spar with mine. I’m lost in her and the moment. When we part for the second time, I smile a smile that I haven’t smiled in a long time. I vow to myself that I won’t mess this up. I am going to do things right this time. I’m glad Sam knows me so well. I like that about her. Sara didn’t understand me like Sam does. I want Sam so bad, I can feel it. I’m sure Sam does too. I want her now, but I have a better idea. I just hope it works.
“Come home with me,” I say breathlessly, but honestly. I will tell her the truth. “I want you in my life, Sam.” I say, seeing relief on her face. A good sign. I watch as she grins at me and shuts down her computer. The song ended a few minutes ago, so I turn off the radio, not wanting to hear the next song. Sam grabs her leather jacket and we leave her lab, making our way to the parking garage, via the elevator. We walk away from the complex, hand-in-hand, fingers entwined and not a care in the world as to who is watching us. Even General Hammond. I watch as Sam gets her car and speeds off. I run to my black Jeep Wrangler and hop over the door into the driver’s seat and speed off after her. Unfortunately, she has a three-minute head start. I follow her to my house.
When I pull up behind her car, I get out of my Jeep, seeing Sam sitting on her car. She beat me here, damn her. I unlock the door to my house and we go inside, with Sam’s hand in mine. Sam grabs me by the scruff of my shirt and pulls me towards her. This surprises me. It makes me remember another time when she pulled on my shirt to kiss me. I can’t contain myself any longer, I have to have her. Now! I slowly take her coat off, throwing it on the couch. Sam does the same to mine. We continue to do this all the way to my room, which once we get there, we collapse onto my bed. Sam has me pinned down. She smiles at me, while I grin at her. I hold her face tenderly as I bring it to mine, kissing her with a burning desire.
Suddenly, I flip over, pinning Sam under me. She is laughing at this. I need her now, more than ever. She asks me if I am ready. I tell her I am, as long as she wants it. Her kiss is the only answer that I need.
After hours of passionate sex, which I didn’t know I had the energy for, Sam falls asleep. Without waking her, I go to where my jeans are flung over the back of my desk chair. I pull out the little black box that is in the pocket, and open it. Inside is a small, but not tiny, diamond ring.
\\ Soon. // I think. \\ She’ll say yes soon enough. // I want Sam, but I can’t rush things. Time takes its own course. Our time will come soon enough. I just have to be patient. I close the box and put it in my desk drawer. I turn to look at Sam, who is awake and watching me for a change. I grin at her softly. I walk back over to the bed and lay down next to her, pulling her to my left side. When she gets situated and starts tracing designs on my lightly hair dusted chest, I begin to tuck her hair behind her left ear. She’s in heaven, I can tell. I feel whole again being with her. I love her.
Sam finally falls asleep again, I follow soon after. I have had nightmares before, but now I sleep peacefully and quietly. My new life laying beside me. Only time will tell how things turn out in the long run.
THE END
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