A/N Bet you all thought I'd forgotten about this. How wrong you are! No, no, I have a genuine excuse for my lateness with the last chapter: I wiped my computer harddrive and something went wrong, so I haven't had the internet for a month and a bit. I only got back online yesterday, and look how quickly I have come on here to right (should that be 'write'? hehe) my wrongs!

Erm... yeah. I tried to write a sex scene. There's a reason this hasn't happened before...

06.59

Daniel woke, feeling snug and warm and wondering for a minute why his bed wasn't hard and cold. He opened his eyes to a shock of blonde hair glistening in the early morning light, and smiled as he realised Sam had wrapped herself around him during the night. He lay for a few minutes looking at her. She looked so peaceful and beautiful it was hard to imagine that only 48 hours ago she'd been trapped in cave on the verge of collapse. The only sign that anything untoward had happened in the last few days was the cast on her arm, which looked startlingly white next to the navy of the t shirt across his chest. Sam sighed a little and stretched softly, mimicking a cat. He grinned at this small action and wondered what other private quirks only he would get to see now they were together. He liked the thought and played around with it in his head. Sam and I. Together. As a couple.

Sam opened her eyes and smiled as she recognised the body touching hers. She glanced up at Daniel and noticed he was awake, though he appeared to be thinking hard.

"Good morning," she whispered, watching his eyes focus on hers. "You look deep in thought."

"I was thinking about you."

"Really? All nice I hope."

"Of course."

Sam's fingers stroke idly at the cotton shirt beneath them and she pulled the duvet higher around her with her free arm. "How do you feel today?" She asked, snuggling closer to him.

"Great. I slept like a log."

"Me too."

Daniel slipped his arms around Sam and pulled her on top of him, flashing a cheeky smile that made her heart beat a little faster. She responded in kind and wrapped her legs round him as she moved in for a kiss, lingering momentarily to study his response. Daniel closed the gap and their lips met with the same passion as they had done in the cave a few days earlier. He softly rolled them over so that he was on top and ran his hands through Sam's hair as they kissed. She still smelt of lavender and he remembered the bubbles.

Sam paused in her kissing as Daniel brushed his fingers smoothly over the sensitive spot on her neck where the bubbles had been the night before. Her hands ran over the shadow of stubble on his jaw line and snaked around his neck, copying his movements on hers. He murmured his appreciation and let his hands run down the curve of her back.

The two of them slowly stripped each other by the light of the early morning, their hands freely exploring each other now the clothes were scattered on the floor around the bed.

Sam savoured every touch; every feeling; every sound as her skin made repeated contact with Daniel's. This was what she had dreamed about all those years ago. The real thing was much better than what she had imagined though. Her breath became ragged as Daniel's hands moved lower down her body, tracing intricate patterns as they went. His own breathing matched hers and she slowly placed kisses along his neck. His hands found what they were searching for and she inhaled deeply as he meticulously stroked her skin, his fingers hovering over areas when she let out a short gasp of breath.

"Daniel?" Her voice came out thick and husky and she smiled lazily as he paused and looked into her eyes. "Why didn't we do this sooner?"

He grinned back and responded with small kisses along her jaw. "Guess the timing wasn't right." He whispered quietly into her ear.

He slowly slipped inside her and she shifted to accommodate him more easily as he began to thrust slowly. This wasn't going to be rushed, he thought to himself. He was going to do it properly and make sure Sam never want to leave him. Even as he thought that he doubted she ever would.

"I love you," he murmured quietly, his eyes locking on hers.

"I love you too."

The pace changed and their breathing deepened as both of them fell over the edge, holding each other close until their heart rates had slowed.

"If I'd known making love to you would be like that, I'd have done it years ago," Daniel whispered hoarsely, lying back onto the bed and gathering Sam into his embrace.

Sam's warm cheeks pressed against his chest and he could feel her smile against his damp skin.

08.42

"Sam?"

They'd been lying in the same position for the past few hours, just enjoying each other's presence.

"Hmmm?" She replied, realising she'd been dozing.

"What's going to happen at work?"

"I spoke to General Hammond yesterday and he doesn't have a problem with us." Sam said casually, aware of how her response might seem.

Daniel grinned. "You've already spoken to the General about it?"

Sam turned to look at him, her smile reflecting his. "I just wanted to know how illegal it was going to be."

Daniel glanced over at the clock beside the bed.

"Do you want a shower?"

10.15

"Daniel, if you keep doing that I'm going to burn this." Sam stated.

Daniel paused from running his hands through her damp hair and kissing her neck to look at the omelette in the pan.

"It is burning."

Sam opened her eyes and looked at the eggs. Smoke curled up from the edges of the pan. "Damn." She unstuck the omelette from the metal and lifted one edge up with a spatula. The bottom of the eggs was the same colour as the black pan. Daniel laughed.

"Do you want me to make breakfast?" He asked cheekily, stepping back as Sam waved the spatula at him.

"You're distracting me" she said accusingly, before chucking the omelette into the bin.

Daniel flexed his fingers. "Allow me madam" he said in a French accent. With flourish and wink at her, he cracked eggs into a bowl and started mixing them.

Sam watched him for a few moments, before moving behind him and slipping her arms around his waist. "We'll see how well you cope with the distraction" she murmured in his ear before nuzzling his neck.

Jack pulled up outside Sam's house and switched off the ignition. He wondered whether he could get a cup of coffee before they headed over to the base. Climbing out of the car he looked up at her house and was surprised to see Daniel's car parked on the drive. Had he offered her a lift to work as well? He walked up the drive and rang the doorbell.

In the kitchen, Daniel paused in his omelette making as the doorbell rang. "Expecting anyone?" He enquired as Sam froze, her arms still wrapped around his waist.

She muttered an expletive and stepped away from him. "I completely forgot, Jack said he was going to drive me to work."

"Why?" Daniel asked, turning back to the omelette. He felt slightly uncomfortable about Jack, but not sure why. He knew Sam didn't like her CO the way the rumours suggested she did, but still.

"He brought me home. Didn't want me riding a bike with an arm in plaster." She said distractedly, exiting the kitchen and heading to the front door.

Jack looked up as the door swung open and Sam looked at him. Was there guilt in his 2IC's eyes?
"Hey Carter. What's up?"

"Nothing sir." She paused, and then remembered her manners. "Come in. I've not eaten yet. Do you want some coffee?"

He nodded and stepped into the house, wondering at her strange behaviour. Following her into the kitchen he noticed a smell of burning, before seeing Daniel casually cooking.

"Morning, Daniel. Thought I saw your car outside."

Daniel glanced at Sam and Jack saw a look pass between them. His suspicions raised by this odd behaviour he looked at them both again and thought about the car on the driveway.

"Have you two got something you want to tell me?" He asked when he realised neither of them were going to speak.

"Sam and I are…" started Daniel.

"We love each other." Sam stated.

Jack looked at them, and then at the omelette. "That's burning." He said irrelevantly to Daniel, who swore and began scraping it furiously. "What about the frat regs? SG1?"

"General Hammond doesn't think it's a problem. I spoke to him about it yesterday. We only just… sorted it out sir."

Jack processed this bit of information. "So SG1 will stay the same?"

Sam nodded. "Unless we get married."

Daniel looked up from putting the omelette in the bin and met Jack's eyes. Jack grinned. "Excellent."

Sam and Daniel looked at each other. "What?" Daniel asked, not believing his ears.

Jack looked at his friends and grinned at them both. "I'm very happy for you. Of course that might change if you don't name your first child after me…"
They laughed and Jack winked and looked at the now empty pan. "Have we got time for me to show you two how to make a proper breakfast? You can probably smell the burning five blocks away."

The End!

A/N2 So there we go - an unashamedly fluffy ending! But never fear, I will be posting a new fic soon. In the mean time, feel free to entertain yourselves (and me) by writing your own fics!