A.N.: I know there are a couple fanfics out there which speak of the same type of thing happening. However, this is where my muse has taken me today. Hopefully, it will represent standing up for what you believe in, no matter the cost and that true love and friendship means being there no matter what.
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She starred down at her hands in disbelief. She had been sent home from the SGC that day because they thought she had the flu. They had wanted to keep her in the infirmary, just in case that it wasn't the flu at all but instead some strange foreign virus picked up from her last mission. However, she convinced them otherwise, so they sent her home with the "flu," but she knew better. She neglected to tell them the little fact that she has been throwing up like this for the past two weeks straight, but she had a great disdain for missing work. Not to mention the denial. She was in a world of denial. She thought back to the day they came back from the ice planet.
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"Now, Sam, I know you hate this question, but you know that I have to ask every time that your memories have been altered in such a way. Did anything happen to you on that planet that would lead to a possible pregnancy?"
She grimaced. She couldn't tell her friend the truth. She couldn't tell Janet how she keeps getting flashbacks of Jonah and Thera and one blissful night in a deserted sector, so she did the next best thing. She bent the truth.
"I'm honestly not sure, Janet. I mean, there are parts of being Thera that I only have flashbacks of now that the stamp is wearing off and my old memories are coming back to me. It's like the two sets of memories cannot co-exist within my mind."
She wasn't fully lying either. All she had of that blissful night was flashbacks. She wasn't sure of anything.
"Well, Sam, your vaginal examine did not show any trauma, but you know that I have to give you these. I know you don't like it. Hell, you know that I don't either, but base protocol demands it. We cannot risk one of our female base personnel having a pregnancy of a 'blended' nature."
She just nods and Janet hands her two fateful pills that would undue any pregnancy that wasn't meant to happen. As Janet leaves, though, she slides the pills into her back pocket just as she has done every other time Janet has given her them. She has no intention of taking these pills nor will she ever. She just doesn't think it is right. The likelihood of her getting pregnant after everything that has happened to her is slim to none, anyways.
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Now, she walks herself back into the bathroom where she had the test sitting, just waiting to be red. The little pink plus sign looked so unreal, like a figment of her imagination. How would she tell the General? How would she tell Janet? Worst of all, how would she tell the Colonel? She disobeyed base protocol. She's always one to follow the rules, to follow the straight and narrow. What was she going to do?