The next day, Hammond and SG1 met to discuss the incident with Pete Shanahan. Daniel insisted that he was up to something, Teal'c backed him up. Walter walked in with a piece of paper that had text written in goa'uld.

"Daniel Jackson, this telegram came in."

"What's it say?" He asked slightly irritated.

"It's in goa'uld, Sir."

Daniel Jackson ran over to Walter and took the paper from him. Hammond dismissed him. Daniel just about had a panic attack.

He turned to Major Carter. "Sam you have to stay here the next few days."

"By whose order?" Jack challenged.

"Mine." Daniel said, well aware that he was overstepping his authority. All officers in the room gave him a death glare. "It says Sam is next."

Teal'c stood closer to Daniel so that he could read the telegram. "That is indeed what it says, O'Neill."

"That could mean anything." Sam said not even worried.

"Don't care, Carter. I'm not taking my chances." His glare returned to Hammond.

"Sir, requesting permission to keep Carter confined to the base until further notice."

"Colonel?" He asked.

"Daniel Jackson and I have reason to believe that Major Carter was followed by Pete Shanahan." Teal'c supported.

"Major?"

"Pete Shanahan is my boyfriend. Sir, their accusations are heresy. They have no basis for them."

"Other than the fact that he was seen by Daniel and Teal'c on team night."

"Night being the operative word, Sir. It was dark. They could've seen anyone." She rose to her feet and glared at her CO. Jack saw this an borderline insubordination but given the fact that Sam was emotionally compromised, he'd let it slide.

"Sir," Jack turned to General Hammond, "Usually I'd agree with the good doctor," he pointed at Carter, "but this message in goa'uld and good ole Shanahan showing up at team night happened can't be a coincidence." He looked at Carter who had been to angry to notice that his expression had changed from fatherly and ordering to loving. "Sir, I am requesting that you keep her on lockdown, until further notice. Please." He added pleadingly.

Hammonds gaze returned to Sam. "On the off chance that you are wrong about this man and that the Colonel is right, I want you on this base for the next 48 hours. Do you understand me?" When she didn't reply, only got up to look out at the gate so she didn't have to see face her friends, he added, "I am ordering you to stay on base for the next two days."

Burning hot tears were falling down her face. "Yes, Sir."

*******
Sam spent most of her time monitoring and cataloging the technology brought back by the SG teams. She was frustrated at her team mates for thinking that Pete be stalking her, but was also confidant that he would be found clean. Then she heard the alarms go off.

"Unscheduled Off world activation," Came Walters voice over the intercom. Carter dropped what she was doing and hastily made her way to the control room. As it was night and both the General and the Colonel were at home, she was left in charge.

"Who is it?" She asked.

"Receiving IDC." He waited a moment, "looks like its Kelowna."

"Open the iris." She ordered as she made her way to the gate room. She was surprised to see Jonas Quinn stumble down the ramp of the SGC.

"Jonas," she grinned. Sam began to notice that something was off about him. He collapsed on ground and Sam grew concerned. She grabbed either side of his face to hold it steady and looked at his eyes. They weren't dilating.

"I need a medical team in here, stat." She yelled to no one in particular.

"Sam, something's wrong." He muttered as the medical team dragged him away in a gurney. "I don't feel so hot." He said. Despite the circumstances Sam couldn't help but snicker. Apparently a year, working with Jack O'Neill did more then turn him into a combat veteran.

"I want to be notified when he's awake. Got it?" She yelled to Walter.

"Yes, ma'am." He called back.

Sam went to her lab to continue working on the technology to keep herself busy and to keep Jonas's state of being out of her mind. But she did not have to wait long for him to wake.

"Ah, sorry, ma'am, you requested Sergeant Davis to notify you when Jonas Quinn was awake?"

"Yes, Thank-you, Dismissed." The airmen performed a lazy salute and left her lab.

When Sam got to the infirmary, Janet stopped her in her tracks. "Sam, he's been poisoned." She stated. "With symbiote poison, that's been modified to also kill humans."

Sam couldn't believe her ears, "what?" She asked concerned.

"No, he has no trace of Naquada in his blood. But I suggest you listen to what he has to say. It's quite the story."

She nodded and brushed past Janet to talk to her friend. Sam plastered a forced smile on her face. "Hey," she said as she leaned down to hug her friend who was hooked up to an IV. "How are you feeling?"

"Not so hot." He repeated "But Sam, there is a very specific reason why I am here. And as much as I just want to stop by and chat, more is at stake."

"I am all ears." Sam said seriously.

"From orbit around Kelowna, we detected a goa'uld ship that was cloaked. I was dispatched to verify what was happening since I knew the technology the best. Onboard, I found symbiote poison in a gaseous form and weapons from earth. Some of that symbiote poison had dissipated in the ship, but most of it was sent down to Kelowna. I thought we were all safe because it only targets hosts and symbiotes but one man died, then another. I made my way out of the ship before I knew what was happening but for everyone in Kelowna it was already too late."

"What?" She asked incredulously.

"The amount I was exposed to was obviously not enough to kill me. But I am not kidding, Sam. I need to know, once and for all, did you send that ship to our planet to kill its populous?"

"No! Jonas, I would never." She defended.

Jonas took a hold of her arm while she was in a frenzy. "I had to know for sure. But for the record, I never thought it was you." He stated and let out a small smile, "but it is my opinion that where it came from had to originate from earth otherwise whoever sent it couldn't ever get a hold of earth weaponry."

Sam sat thinking. "No your right. So that begs the question, if no one from the SGC authorized it, then who did?"

"Exactly."

Sam sat back thinking again. "Look Jonas, there is something that I have to tell you." She paused and he encouraged her to carry on. "I told you about Pete Shanahan right?" He nodded, "Well, the guys have basically put me under house arrest because they think he may be stalking me."

"Strange coincidence." He said.

"My thoughts exactly."