Title: Wills and Guardianships Author: Serendipity Rating: PG-13 – R(I don't know how its going to get in future parts) Summary: Part 1 Janet's POV Dedication: To Kathy Author's Notes: I don't own them, never will. Some of this either happened or didn't, but its fic, I can manipulate it into anything I want, right? Have fun and Enjoy. Oh and this is unbetaed, all mistakes are mine. Posting: I don't mind what archive it goes too, anyone can have it, just let me know where it is going.

You know as I sit here, looking over my paperwork. An odd sense of melancholy washes over me. It's a Thursday night, I am home alone, looking over the papers in my lock box. Sitting at the dining room table with a glass of wine, soft music playing in the background, I am reading over my will and power of attorney.

Gloomy thought huh?

I remember the other day the JAG attorneys came to the academy hospital looking for their yearly updates on power of attorneys and any changes on wills that needed to be done.

I wanted to make a few changes, I needed to.

Sam and I have grown closer over the years, and originally I had her down as the primary in my living will. But I realized that I don't think she could make that decision to take me off life support if those were my wishes.

She has lost so many people, granted some of them came back to her, but I honestly don't think she could pull the plug so to speak.

There are a lot of underlying demons that are plaguing her right now, not that she would really admit to them. But I can see them, see how losing Daniel, and the Colonel effected her.

I know Sam, she puts on a good front, we all do it, but she is the queen of the fronts.

Which lead to my conservation with Colonel O'Neill that afternoon over lunch at the academy hospital cafeteria. I think he was a little thrown off guard when I called earlier that morning and asked if he could meet me.

Oh well, it will show him for throwing me off guard every once and a while. Right?

Anyway I tell him to meet me in the cafeteria at noon. Surprisingly he is on time. Sam is always talking about his lack of timing.

I wasn't paying attention to those around me when I looked up and heard the casual 'Doc, what's up?' From the Colonel as he sat down at the table with me.

"So what's up Doc?" he says as he pays with the napkin in front of him.

"Colonel, I...I needed your help with something." Why am I nervous?

"So, what is it?"

"My will, Sir."

"Doc...I thought Carter...you had Carter to take care of everything?"

"Umm...well, I do, but I am not sure if she could handle some of my requests, if need be."

"Doc, Carter, she can handle anything."

"I am not to sure about that Sir."

We just sit there in silence for a while.

"Sir, what I am asking that is, can I list you in my living will, just in case something happens. I don't think Sam could handle losing another friend, I don't think she would be able to carry out my wishes, even knowing that it's what I would want."

He just nods and looks up at me, "What about Cassie, and the other stuff?"

"I would like to list you as co trustee as well in my will, to help Sam."

"Sure Doc." He pauses, "Can I ask what is bringing this on, some future vision?"

I have to laugh, this is true to his way.

"No not really, I am just trying to make sure everything is settled."

"What ever you need Doc, just let me know."

"All I need is for you to carry out my wishes, and..." I drift off, unsure how to say what I really want to say, "I need you to take care of Sam for me."

"Carter, she...she would be okay."

"With all do respect Colonel, no she wouldn't"

He just sits there with a blank stare, does not he not have a clue?

"You mean you haven't noticed how she has reacted to Daniel's loss, to your..."

Again with the blank stare. Geeze, how could he not see it? See her?

"My what?"

"Your extended stay with Maybourne."

I see it register in his eyes, he connected the dots.

"Oh" He says softly, "that."

"Yes that Sir."

"Do you know what that did to her Sir?"

"She fought the General tooth and nail. She fought everyone over everything."

I don't think he knows what to say, since he is just sitting here looking down at the table, registering everything I am saying to him.

"Oh."

"Sir-Jack, Sam...she went through hell all in the span of months, then to almost lose you on that planet..."

Unsure whether or not I should continue, I don't want to break her confidence, but I think he needs to know. It might explain why I am doing what I am doing.

"Do you know how hard she worked to find a way to get to you? To bring you back to earth, back home..."I pause, "back to her."

His head pops up and he looks me dead in the eye.

"I didn't know."

"Remember Endora?"

"Yeah..."

"Think...worse."

"Oh."

"Yeah," I look over at him, the sadness visible in his eyes, his features, all screamed at me. "Every time I wanted her to stop and sleep just for a few hours, she always cried herself to sleep."

Back to the stare again, I know he doesn't know what to say. And I know I don't know what to say to comfort him either.

"Teal'c even was concerned about her. He called me after the day Hammond spoke to the rest of the team." I paused for a moment, gathering my thoughts, and checking my watch.

"He wanted me to go and check on her at home, said she cried in his arms in the locker room."

We sat there for a bit longer before I had to go back for my interview with the lawyers. He filled out the right spots on the form and then left me saddened by the turn of events.

I swear these things make everything sound so depressing every time we update them.

That afternoon I went and changed my primary to Colonel O'Neill, and left Sam as the Trustee on my will, with a list of things I need her to take care of, Cassie for one. I have always thought she would make a wonderful mother, have always waited for her to have children, so I could spoiler her and her child rotten from the moment she found out she was pregnant. This isn't how I imagined her getting a child.

But I need to know Cassie will be in the best of hands. And Sam is it.

If anything happens to me, I know Cassie will be in the same shape are Sam will be. She has told me on a number of times, that she doesn't want me to go through the gate. Nothing good can ever happen from it, have them bring the injured to me, as long I am at the base I am safe.

But you know that things happen, and they don't always go as planned.

I know Sam knows this to, I don't think she could of bet money on how she would feel about her new CO all those years ago. But she is a solider, and knows what comes with war. Its always death unfortunately.

Man I have to get out of this melancholy mood before I head home to Cassie.

I have to get home.

All the way home, I think about what happened today, maybe I was a bit hard on the Colonel, but he kept giving me these blank stares, like he didn't know of the things that were happening around him. Especially over the last few months.

As I pull into my driveway, I see my kitchen light on and Cassie sitting at the table doing homework, I think anyway. She better be.

As soon as I walk through the door, she knows there is something wrong, and I promise to talk to her over dinner. I think she should know of the changes I have made. Cassie is old enough to know what's going on in her life, even if she chooses to let everyone think she is clueless.

Ahh teenage life.

"So mom, what happened today?" Cassie asks as she pours some more soda.

"Um, I made some changes to my will and power of attorney today. Do you remember when I spoke to you last year, Sam was put in charge of my affairs."

"Yeah, Mom I still don't understand why you can't name me for that."

I sigh, yes this was a main cause for argument last year. I remember all to well.

"Because honey, you have to be of the age of 18."

"Yeah yeah yeah, I still don't understand."

"Well, I changed it a bit this year."

"Okay...what happened with Sam?'

"Well I was thinking about how Sam this year has been through so much, with losing Daniel..." I trail off and look down at my plate. It still hurts, I miss him still.

"Mom, I know, I miss him too." She reaches across the take and holds my hand, giving me whatever strength she can.

"Then after we almost lost the Colonel, again..." I realize that this is harder for me. "I don't think Sam could full fill my wishes if something were to happen to me, and..."

I can't finish the statement, but I know Cassie understands what I am trying to say to her.

"So who is this lucky person?"

I know she is joking, she doesn't mean it like that. This is just her way of dealing with everything. Or she has been hanging around Colonel O'Neill way to much.

Speaking of which...

"Umm, Colonel O'Neill."

She just looks at me.

"I think he would be the best person, to watch over me, you, and Sam."

As we sit on the couch after dessert, Cassie snuggles into me and tells me that I made the right choice, and she didn't forget to tell me that she didn't want anything to ever happen to me.

Part 2? Feedback is welcome.