I just wanna understand you

„Carter?"

„Sir?"

„Uh, you are ... okay?"

„Sir?"

„I mean, we are friends, don't we?"

„I, ah – "

„I know it's complicate – the CO and 2IC thing – but I was just thinking about you." She raised her eyebrow in full irritation. "I, ah, am, uh, worried about you." he confessed very slowly.

"Worried about me, Sir?"

"Yeah, I mean in the last couple of days – weeks actually – you seemed a little bit" he moved his hand thoughtful in the air – little waves and circles. "confused." he ends unsafely.

"Confused?"

"Odd!" he corrected his first statement, tries to appease her a bit.

"Odd?"

"Carter!" He almost screamed, wasn't patient anymore. Maybe a little bit nervous too.

"I am sorry, Sir, I just wanna understand you." she raised her arms helpless, saw at him like he was the odd guy from them both.

"You are so … and than … but actually you not, but later … changing perhaps, maybe. But ... different I think … I just, uh …" he tries to explain, his hands in the air and his look highly concentrated, but he wasn't really successful. "You are not changing or different?" He asks after a look at her with a little resigned hint in his voice.

"No." Sam answered slowly. Still trying to understand what was going on.

"Confused?"

"No."

"Odd?"

"No."

"Not okay?"

"Nope."she sakes her head honestly.

"Well, ah, I think that's good. Nice. Like it." he grind a little smile.

"Yeah." Sam agreed, still seeking for an explanation for his visit and behavior. But a little smile grows up at her lips too.

"Good." he mumbling quiet and his eyes were wandering aimless around. "I, ah, should go." he finished, his thumb pointed behind his shoulder. And than he was gone. Carter was leaving behind, now confused and odd. But also smiling touched pleasantly .

She only had cut her hair, three weeks ago.