Story notes: As the summary says, the story is slightly AU - Janet and Jacob are already dead, Sam broke up with Pete and Jack is still going out with Kerry and "Threads" didn´t happen (we´re still somewhere in the beginning of season 8).
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Chapter notes: No warnings + T rated, only a minor spoiler at the beginning....and a bit short chapter (but the next ones will be longer).......enjoy!
„How dare you....killing Daniel, killing everyone! What do you want from me?!"
„...I want to kill you."
„Stop it! Please don´t kill her!"
„You´re pleading for her life now? You didn´t do that for me....."
„Please ,let her go! I don´t care what happens to me, just forget about her!"
„You´re just like I was back then...but no matter what you do, your plea will be ignored. She can´t be helped! She can´t be saved! It´s best that you stay there and taste her suffering!"
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„Chevron 3 encoded."
Sam watched the gate sweep around, her eyes fixed at the lightening chevrons. She knew he was looking at her, and she was resolved not to look back. She was determined to focus on the mission, to focus on priorities – but the scene was coming back again and again.
„...I´ll call you later....yeah, I love you too. Bye."
Sam stiffened in horror in front of the General´s door. Her hand prepared to knock stopped in the middle of movement, her eyes widening and her pulse skipped a beat. She couldn´t believe it – no, that wasn´t possible, she must have misheard it.
„I love you too."
Who was that? Hammond? The President? No, the phone didn´t click. He must have called from his cell phone ––Sam´s mind raced to process the thoughts, when she heard footsteps coming from the office. Confused and shocked she backed away and before she realised it – she was running down the hallway with eyes filling up with tears. Sam ran into the first empty lab and closed the door behind her. Trying to catch her breath, she leant against the door, sliding down them onto the floor, curled up her knees and began to cry.
„Chevron 7 locked."
Sam sighed in relief as the opening wormhole interrupted the unpleasant memory. It was still burning inside her like a deep cut, but it was slowly getting better. Slowly...she still didn´t find out who was the mysterious loved one. But it was none of her interest anymore – it was his life, and it was out of her reach. Her life was destroyed, but his was flourishing. And she didn´t want to be the one who would ruin it.
„SG-1, you´re good to go. Good luck."
The voice sent chills down her spine. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The planet according to SG-5´s reports was home to a previously unknown alien culture. Sam hoped it would bring some new technology, race, plants – heck, anything – just to get her mind occupied. Sam caught at the corner of her eye Teal´c look, and obtained a small pat on her back.
„Sam?" Daniel asked. He realised something happened in the past days, but he didn´t ask any question. The pat was more comforting and reassuring than any words could. Sam smiled faintly at him, and stepped out to go through the gate.