Forgotten, by DrGemini86 (DrGemini24)

Summary: Sam is upset that Daniel went on a date with Vala. And a different set of events occurs during Unending. Tags for Memento Mori, and missing scenes and tags for Unending. DanielVala – not for DanielVala fans, SamDaniel, CamVala, Teal'cIsh'ta

Pairings: DanielVala – not for DanielVala fans; SamDaniel

Rating: T

Category: New Romance

Genres: Angst, A/U, Episode-related, Relationship-focussed, Romance-focussed, Thoughts

Spoilers: seasons 1-10

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Cam and Teal'c, in civilian clothes, stood outside Sam's lab, the door unusually closed as they heard slamming and loud thudding noises coming from within. The Colonel and the Jaffa exchanged troubled glances, the former whispering,

"Any idea?"

Teal'c whispered back, "Perhaps it is part of the violent urges that surface in women during a certain part of each lunar cycle."

Cam, now embarrassed, said, looking down as he scratched the back of his neck nervously, "Uh… no. No. C'mon. It's Sam."

Teal'c, an eyebrow shooting up, asked with the faintest of smirks, "Is ColonelCarter not female?"

Cam stammered and was eventually about to reply when the door opened and a weary looking Sam, in civilian clothes too, stormed out, passing her team-mates without a word. Teal'c, worried, raised an eyebrow at Cam, who nodded and ran after his co-in-command, calling,

"Sam!"

He slowed down when she stopped, and she turned to face him with that same tired smile that she had used for the best part of a year and which only now made him realise that she was using it as a cover for her true emotions.

How had he not spotted it before now? Had he been so willing to overlook anything that could suggest his band was beginning to fall apart in the slightest?

That would have been unprofessional.

He suddenly felt guilty.

He asked in concern as they began to walk together down the corridor, "What's up?"

She replied with a shrug, "Nothing. You?"

"Nothing much. Still getting used to SG-1 being a five-man team now."

Something in her face shifted for the briefest moments, and she said in a pained voice that he had also heard on more than one occasion but never really questioned her reasons for using it, "Yes… it has been a long day."

"You going home?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I'm zonked."

"Well, so would I be if I was throwing stuff round my office for the past hour."

She ducked her head and he continued, stooping to look at her face, "Sam. I need you to tell me if there's something wrong… something that I should know about."

She shook her head and replied a little too quickly as they neared the lifts, "It's nothing… I'm fine."

"Right…"

She entered the lift and said, looking increasingly tired, "'night Cam."

Deciding not to stop the doors from closing, he quickly got in with her instead and she asked, confused, "Cam?"

He replied with a slight shake of his head as the doors closed, the lift ascending to the surface, "I'm driving you home. Don't make me make it an order, Sam."

She then smiled genuinely for the first time in a long while, retorting, her arms folded across her chest, "Screw you, Cam. We're the same rank."

"Insubordination to someone who's your CO on paper will look good after ten years of behaving yourself. Gives you a cool edge and gets you even cooler commands like an Atlantis off-world team."

She smiled teasingly. "SG-1 not good enough for you anymore?"

He glared at her, and then replied with a shrug, "I wouldn't mind going to Atlantis one day to have my own off-world team… you know, after we whup the Ori."

The lift stopped, the doors opening and, as they walked out, she asked, now serious as she thought of their ongoing fight against a species waging a crusade on everyone who refused to be indoctrinated, "You think we'll beat them?"

"Come on, Samantha, you said yourself that when you and the Scooby gang started out, the Goa'uld were the big cheeses on the block… now look where they are. We'll whup these guys' asses – they really don't know who they're messing with."

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Sam, in the passenger seat of Cam's car, said in bemusement as Cam began to drive to her house, "I don't know why you won't use my car."

"Are you kidding me? The last time I drove it, you got a speeding ticket. I still think your gas pedal's loose."

She smiled tiredly, leaning her head against the seat rest as she remarked, watching him focus on the road, "You don't know how to handle it."

He chuckled, not taking the bait for a slanging match, and she rolled her head slowly to look into the darkness beyond the side window. He asked suddenly,

"What was all that at the mountain?"

She looked back at him, asking, "What was all what?"

He said, looking concerned at not only her emotional state but her unwillingness to talk to him, "Come on, I know I haven't known you as long as T and Jackson have, but I'm tellin' you, I've never seen you so angry. You were really something… you worried T, and I swear the guy's omniscient… most of the time at least. What's up?"

She groaned, not wanting to make trouble for the team as a whole or in part. "It's nothing. Nothing. Just leave it, Cam. Please."

Surprised, he remarked, "Well, that was certainly more than you said before." He glanced at her in concern. "I need to know… as your friend and as your official CO. I worked hard to get the band together again. I didn't want a group of people who happened to be designated 'SG-1'. I wanted the real deal… I still do. It's not just today… I've noticed for a while now that you look tired and troubled most of the time. This is obviously something that's ongoing and if it's ongoing, I have to know about it if it's gonna mess with the team."

She gazed at him for a long moment and then said softly, her eyes showing her inner pain briefly, "Cam, I'll tell you, I promise… just not tonight. I need to sort my head out first."

He huffed. "A'right, but you're gonna tell me… even if I have to rope T in. I've never seen you this messed up before…" Something suddenly clicked and he asked, looking incredulous,

"Oh… you're not jealous of Vala, are you?"

She exclaimed, "What?!"

"Because you were the only girl in the band before and now… you're not."

She lowered her head, looking down at her lap as she replied softly, shaking her head, "It's not that."

He looked increasingly worried. "It's Vala though, isn't it? Come on, I heard the backing singer jibe."

Looking sad, she said defensively, "She shackled herself to Daniel and tried to exploit him. What was I supposed to say?"

As he pulled up outside her house, he cocked his head and remarked as she looked out of the window in thought, "Ok… so you're jealous of…" something else clicked. "Oh! I got it!" his voice rose as she continued to look out of the window, "You're jealous 'cos she went on a date with Jackson!"

Without a word, she left the car, walking quickly to her front door, her back ramrod straight. He raised his eyebrows in surprise and then consternation, deciding not to go after her lest she unleash her combat skills on him. Instead, he made sure she got into her house safely before driving away, remarking to himself,

"Boy, oh boy, is this a mess…"