"I just need to know who she was!"

The counselor and Jack just stared at her as if she was crazy. Maybe she was. She just knew that if she could know who the woman was she could get past it. She knew that Jack loved her and that the only person or thing that could possibly take him away from her would be herself. She just wanted to prove to herself that that woman, had been nothing more than a body to Jack, a mistake. She couldn't do that until she knew who the woman was.

"Samantha," the marriage counselor tried to gain her attention, "You might not like the answer."

As she turned to look at Jack she could see him staring at the ground.

"O'Neill's, are time is up, but I am leaving the decision to answer Samantha's questions to you, Jack."

When Sam and Jack arrived home, Sam was feeling anxious.

In a quiet whisper she ask her husband, "Well, are you going to tell me or not?"

He gave her 3 stipulations. He would tell her when they were in bed, they would have to go immediately to sleep and wait to talk about it in the morning, and lastly, she could not leave said bed till at least 6:30 in the morning. She readily agreed which surprised her as it did him.

They had dinner and cuddled on the couch to watch some television. Sam couldn't help but stare at the clock and wish she could MacGyver something to make it go faster.

Finally, when Sam was giving up all hope of ever going to bed, Jack said he was ready.

Jack seemed to take forever to change while Sam rushed as if she was back in boot camp.

They slipped into bed and Jack turned the lights out. Sam didn't know whether to ask him again or not. After 10 minutes, she began to drift to sleep, but was shocked awake by one word.

"Sarah." He had said Sarah. The one person Sam believed might have a chance of taking her husband away. The one person he loved as much as her, and hopefully not more.

"It was the anniversary of Charlie's death, and I couldn't get a hold of you. When I called through midway, they said you were too busy to report unless it was an emergency. I headed to Charlie's grave and Sarah was there. We got some drinks and I got completely wasted. It was a mistake. We didn't sleep together again after that, but . . . we went out to dinner together and hung out all the time. It finally dawned on me that I was dating my ex-wife, while my wife was in another galaxy. . . and then I told her that I was sorry, but I had to take care of my marriage.. . . I haven't talked to her since."

Things were rushing through Sam's head like a lightning bolt. Did he want Sarah? Did they talk about personal stuff on their dates? Was he able to open up to Sarah in a way he couldn't with her?

"Sam, I'm sorry, please don't cry." Sam hadn't even realized she'd been crying. This was supposed to make her feel better. Realize that the affair had been a stupid physical thing, and that she hadn't been there physically for her husband. Now she realized it was much deeper, emotions, and with Jack O'Neill that didn't come lightly. How many times had he tried to come to Atlantis, and she told him not to because she was too busy? How many calls had she not answered because she thought she was too busy? He had been the one making all the effort. She couldn't even remember calling him once in the last year. She just took him for granted. She loved her career and she had loved Atlantis.

She came out of her wanderings to find Jack holding her and teary eyed himself.

"Do you love her?"

"I love her like a friend, but not like a wife. You're my life and my wife and I'm sorry. I wanted to blame you and Atlantis for everything. . . but I had a large part. I screwed up Sam. . . . but I love you too much to give up on us. Please say you won't give up?"

Sam could see that Jack was waiting for her answer but she had one more request.

"I've never given up on anything I cared about, and I'm certainly not going to start now, but. ." she could see Jack's face fall at the word, "you better take me fishing at the cabin soon."

Jack's face broke out into that rare all out smile. "Yeahsureyoubetcha"

They held each other through the night, until they both drifted into a weary sleep.

Chapter End Notes:

Things that are really difficult:

1. getting your man to put the toilet seat down

2. getting the dog to stay off the couch

3. Not running over the person who is driving 10mph below the speed limit or the person that cuts you off

4. Getting readers to review.

Please make number 4. easier so I only have to work on numbers 1-3