FIC: Tomorrow

BY: Major Sam

EMAIL: funky_chicken88@hotmail.com

Rating: NONE

Pairing: Sam/Shelley

Feedback: Please

Song: Avril Lavign/Tomorrow

I sit here, in my lab wondering what's happened to you. Your brother sits in front of me. He's been here for the last half an hour, supposedly keeping an eye on me. I know he's worried about you too. I can see the look of terror in his eyes.

And I wanna believe you
When you tell me that it will be ok
Ya I try to believe you
But I don't

But who's keeping an eye on him. No one's looking out for him. He needs more support than I do. But then again, he's the only one who knows about us. Is that why he's here, to keep an eye on me in your place?

"She'll be okay," he said.

When you say that it's gonna be
It always turns out to be a different way
I try to believe you
Not today.

My heart races every time I hear someone walk by. I can't escape the fear inside me. That you're out there somewhere, alone, hurt, calling out my name. I want to go to you, find you. Bring you back  safe. To hold you in my arms just for one more moment, to tell you I love you.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

I don't know how I feel
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I don't know what to say
Tomorrow, tomorrow is a different day

I shake my head. How can I know? My loves out there! I knew I never should of asked General Hammond to put you on that team. It was a stupid mistake. Can you hear me, can you feel how worried I am. If anything happens to you, I'll never forgive myself. Why isn't he out there looking for you?

It's always been up to you

I wouldn't hesitate to go and find you if they'd let me.

It's turning around it's up to me
I'm gonna do what I have to do
Just don't

But they won't let me. I wanna knock every SF down in the place to get to the control room, dial the planet where you are and bring you back to me. I wanna hold you, keep you safe in my arms. Like I did last night. You fell asleep in my arms and I watched you for most of the nice. How peaceful you looked and so beautiful.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Give me a little time
Leave me alone a little while
Maybe it's not to late
Not today.

The more I talk about it, the more I'm sure I've lost you. Before we've had a chance to be really great together. I know we can be so much more. I only have to look at you and I see everything I need to see. Your love for me shines in your eyes.

"Are you sure you don't want to talk about it."

Hey yeah yeah
Hey yeah yeah
And I know I'm not ready

I shake my head. I don't want to talk to him. I only want to talk to you. Tell you one more time I love you more than life itself.

"Sam, I'm here if you need me."

Hey yeah yeah
Hey yeah yeah
Maybe tomorrow

I stand from my stool and leave him in the lab. My head turns to look at him. He's as worried about you as I am. But he'll deal with it in his own way I guess.

My feet take me to the spare VIP room you sometimes use, I use it to. But not together of course. That would just make things worse I guess. The last thing we want is people to talk about our relationship. I sit on the edge of the bed. God, I can even smell your perfume from two days ago. If I close my eyes for long enough I can feel you in the room with me. My hand reaches out, almost being able to touch your body. How I want to touch you again. For you to hold me and tell me that it's going to be okay and that you won't put me through this again.

And I wanna believe you
When you tell be that it will be ok
Ya I try to believe you
But I don't

My eyes open slowly. It's morning already and I've been here all night, dreaming about you. You came home and you were okay. I can sense that someone's in the room with me. I can feel the depression on the bed next to me. I roll over on my back and I'm not sure if I'm still dreaming or if you're really here.

"Morning sleepy head," you whisper.

My body lifts itself up off the bed, my arms wrapping around you just to make sure.

"You're here."

"I'm home honey."

I want to hold you forever, never to let you go. Tears fall down my face and down your back but you don't seem to mind.

"You feel like breakfast? I passed by the commissary, they got blue jello in this morning."

I pull back, seeing that radiant smile on your face. Your green eyes sparkle at me. You take my hand softly, lifting me up off the bed and into your arms again. Where I know I belong.

Now it is tomorrow and I'll always believe you when you tell me that it'll be okay. Yeah I try and believe and I will. Cause I know you'll always come back to me.

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