Chapter 1
LEAVING AND ARRIVING
He opened the door of his house and wet in but where was is wife? At this time of the day she should normally be home. Pete Shannahan went into the kitchen just to find a note pinned onto the refridgerator.
I'm gone. Don't search for me. Sam
Samantha Shannahan pulled up the driveway to a little cabin in the middle of Minnesota. He had given her the keys years ago when he had finally convinced her to go fishing with him. He had told her to come here whenever she wanted to; she had never done it.
She went to the front porch; inserted the key into the lock and was surprised to find it open. She gave it a little push and looked inside.
„Hello? Anybody there?" but she didn't get an answer.
This was the moment when she wished she had brought her gun but whom was she kidding? She could fight almost everybody down since she had level 3 in hand-to-hand combat. So she tiptoed through the living room when she heard a noise. Sam had been here just once but she had loved it and there was not one day she didn't think about their weekend here, she had memorized everything; every little detail and that's why she could tell the noise was coming from the kitchen.
And there! Another noise; pans falling followed by a short „Damn it!"
/Oh my God, don't let it be him/ was all she could think.
„General!"
He couldn't believe it. His imagiation had to be fooling him. He hadn't seen Sam in three years now; she had left him. During their fishing trip it had finally happened ; they had spent not just one night in each others arms; enjoying the time they could be together. Just eight weeks later she had quitted the Air Force and had left the SGC. She had rushed into the marriage with Pete Shannahan without even giving him a word. Everything he knew he knew because Janet kept him posted. But lately Sam had canceled her calls with Janet, lame excuses had been made and finally Janet had given up calling her best friend.
He decided to take a look at the living room to convince himself that she wasn't there. It just couldn't be her.
„Carter!" in front of him stood Sam Carter ... ah... Shannahan and she was beautiful as ever; her blond hair a little bit longer than it used to be.
„Sorry Sir...I...ah...I just...sorry" was all she managed to say before she turned around to leave.
What has she been thinking? Why did she come here? Wasn't it likely to meet him here at this time of the year?
She started to leave. Leaving the cabin; leaving him...again. Without another word she haeded outside.
„Sam!" she stopped but she didn't dare to turn around.
„I really should leave." she stated.