Title: Connections
Author: Sarae
Status: Complete
Pairings: Jack/Sam
Spoilers: Meridian, Red Sky, 48 Hours, Last Stand, Ascension, Fair Game, Window of Opportunity, Maternal Instinct, Crossroads, perhaps minor references to others.
Season: 5, after Meridian
Sequel/Series Info: Sequel to "The Ultimate Christmas Gift"
Rating: T
Content Warnings: some minor language, sexual content
Summary: The Tok'ra need help again...will Nirrti finally get her revenge on SG-1?
Disclaimer: Stargate Sg-1 and its characters are the property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the consent of the author.
Authors Note: This story follows the events of and has references to my first fic, "The Ultimate Christmas Gift", though it is a stand-alone story. This is definitely a shipper story.
Connections
© 2003 Sarae
Prologue
Jack woke up slowly, his eyes unwilling to focus, his head feeling foggy, the ability to concentrate eluding him. He blinked several times, trying to clear his vision. He noticed a soft glow surrounding him and slowly he began to distinguish tiny white twinkle lights above and behind his head. He slowly turned his head to follow the trail of lights and, with difficulty, began to make out a figure next to him. He struggled to remember where he was and how he had gotten there. More blinking allowed his eyes to make out a fuzzy image of a beautiful blond woman sleeping next to him. He realized he was in a bed, the lights were on the headboard and this woman next to him was…Sam. Yes, that was her name. Memories came flooding back in a rapid rush. He closed his eyes as a wave of nausea swept over him and he tried to sort out the memories that were rushing through his mind. Sam was beside him and they were…in the loft at the Inn. It was New Year's Day and he had just married Sam the day before.
"I didn't drink that much last night," he thought, still trying to clear things up in his head. "Maybe it was a combination of sleep deprivation, alcohol, and a happiness hangover," he reasoned as his head cleared even more. He rolled onto his side to face Sam and decided he must need more sleep. She hadn't stirred since he'd awaken, so he watched her for a while, a smile creeping onto his face as he slowly drifted back into happy slumber.
Sam woke suddenly, screaming "No!" though no one was there to hear her. Her heart was pounding as it always did when she woke out of the nightmare that had been recurring every time she managed to drift off to sleep. She fought to bring herself back under control. She fought the overwhelming dread, sorrow and fear she felt every time she woke out of this nightmare. She hated the empty feeling she had carried since Jack had been taken from her. She hated waking from the nightmare to be reminded how alone she was again. At that moment she decided she could not wake up in this bed alone again. Looking around the bedroom she and Jack had shared for nine months, the bedroom that had been his alone before they had wed on New Year's Eve, she realized it was only the second time she had tried to sleep in this bed without him and she felt she could not do it again. She decided she would return to her old house and her old bedroom until…
"Until what?" she thought. "Until he comes back? Do you really think he is coming back, or are you deluding yourself?"
