Consequences

Chapter 1

Author's note:

I posted the sequel pretty quick as some of the reviews were a little…scary. I hope this means you liked the first one and will enjoy the sequel. Believe it or not, this story deals with the Consequences of Oblivion. Warning: This story will be a lot darker than the first one.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Season 9 would have been a lot different if I did own them.

Samantha Carter was in a desolate nether-world. A stop between worlds where peoples' fates were decided. The room she was in was empty; cold and white. Then the rest of SG1 appeared out of nowhere.

"Guys! I don't know what I'm doing here."
Teal'c raised an eyebrow and moved away from her. "Your punishment is being decided, Major Carter."

"Yeah, they're taking their time with you Carter. Heard they're making it pretty bad."

"What? I didn't do anything."

Daniel laughed in disbelief. "You killed thousand of people, Sam."

"No. It wasn't me. It was the Goa'uld. Hera, it was her fault…"

"You think you deserve a second chance? After what you did? You deserve to suffer for eternity. I hope you do."

"It was Hera, she…I tried to fight it."

"You killed innocent people, Carter. You tried to kill us. You didn't try and fight it or you would've won."

"We have to go now. Back to the people who deserve to live."

"Please don't leave me here."

"Bit late for regrets isn't it Sam?"

She woke up, tangled in the covers and panting heavily, Daniel's words still echoing in her head even if it was only a dream. Immediately Teal'c, who was her 'watcher' for that night, arose from the chair and moved to her side.

"Are you sick, Major Carter?"

Sam flinched away and moved to the very edge of the bed that was furthest from the Jaffa. He called Janet Fraiser over and she examined her patient for the third time that night. As usual, Sam endured it in silence, not even answering any questions although the bullet wound in her chest was starting to burn again.

When the doctor had finished, Sam curled herself into a ball and stared at the patterns on the floor, trying desperately to stay awake and ignore the pain in her chest. This had happened every night for the past fortnight, ever since her life had irrevocably changed. The nightmares plagued her, images of her worst fears haunting her mind. The thought of her friends blaming her for the parasite's actions made her afraid to sleep but she knew eventually she would drift off and the nightmares would come again.

It had been two week since Samantha Carter, possessed by a Goa'uld, had tried to destroy Earth, starting with the SGC. She had only been freed when Jack O'Neill had shot her and killed the parasite. It had been two weeks since she had nearly died and she hadn't spoken a word.

Author's Note: Okay, so this one was pretty short but if you guys like it, I will post much more frequently. I didn't kill Sam so you don't have to kill me anymore.