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They're hugging longer than she would have thought possible given the state they're both in.
Him with his freshly applied bandages. And he's not thinking about the ones making sure she isn't staining his shirt on the inside right now, but about the new set he has wrapped around his heart. His head safely tucked away in between her shoulder and neck, nuzzling just a bit too much, giving away a bit too much as his lips skim her skin.
Her with the knowledge that she broke cover for him and would do so again in a heartbeat. We're talking about Jack O'Neill for Christ's sake! As if she'd have a choice. Her arms caressing his back, ever so gently drawing him in, her feet moving closer to his with every breath she takes.
They've been doing this dance for too long. Both knowing it can't continue. Both unwilling to stop.
Jack is the first one to break away. With a deep sigh he kisses her. Once, just below her ear.
Sam can't help but let out a soft gasp, tears starting to well up again. Their faces only inches away from each other, their eyes completely focused on each other. They don't need words or they haven't up until now. But Sam knows it's time and it's killing her only thinking about what she's about to say.
'I don't think I can do this anymore. It's beginning to hurt.' A single tear escapes Sam's eye when she turns around and leaves the room.
She can barely make it to her lab, before she breaks down. Sitting on the floor she pulls out her phone and rings her brother. 'What was the name of your friend again?'