Chapter 4- And so it begins.
A/N – For disclaimer see chapter 1.
(1 week later)
"SG1 you have a go" came general Hammond's booming voice.
Jack nodded towards the control room and then turned round to face the remaining members of the flagship team. His team. He swept his hand towards the shimmering blue pool, letting them know in his own way to go forth. Teal'c as usual took point, closely followed by a rather quiet Carter. Daniel bought up the rear of the threesome. Jack watched them one by one disappear, then with one final look at the control room took the giant leap from one world to another. P3X 932 welcomed SG1 with a mighty gust of cold wind. To say Jack wasn't particularly excited about this mission was an understatement. The cold never did his knees much good.
"Well troops...this is nice" came the sardonic tone from their commander.
"Jack the information about the weather conditions was outlined in the mission briefing" Daniel replied, the only one raising to the task of answering their chief, the only one brave enough. To say Colonel Jack O'Neill had not been in a good mood lately was putting it nicely. Daniel couldn't quite place his finger on the source of his friends sour mood. His soon-to-be wife was currently back on earth planning his upcoming nuptials to her, Jack had nothing to do. It was all being sorted. Now he knew Jack, Jack wasn't the sorta guy to want to get involved in that sorta stuff, so Daniel concluded that this wasn't the source... he was out of answers. The only other possibility...sam... it couldn't be, Daniel thought to himself. Sam had been the perfect guest at the party, considering what had happened to her. And she hadn't gone all technobabble on Jack as of late. Maybe that was it...maybe he missed technobabble. Okay it was a long shot.
"I know Daniel, contrary to popular belief I do actually pay attention. Well shall we? The sooner we're done, the sooner we can get outta here." And so the 4 members of SG1 trudged on to their destination. P3X 932 a rather green planet with an abundance of open space. No signs of intelligence life, just rocks. Daniel's idea of heaven.
Jack was staring, he was completely aware off it. He just couldn't tear his eyes off her. Ever since Josh's no show at the party something had been niggling him. Something about Sam Carter had changed and he wasn't sure he liked it. She was staying on base for longer periods, she confined herself into her lab most days, hell he couldn't remember the last proper team gathering they'd had together. He'd never forget that day she came bursting into the briefing room with that bruise and lump on her head, he had neglected her. The realisation startled him and he stopped in his tracks, allowing the other 3 team members to get further on ahead. Daniel had come to him expressing his worries about her and he'd done nothing. He was team leader, he was suppose to protect them all, but when it came to Sam Carter something was stopping him.
"Jack?" Daniel's voiced interrupted his silent musings. He looked up to find Daniel and Teal'c ever so slightly invading his personal space. When had they got so close? He looked round for any sign of Carter and found his eyes resting on the figure standing a couple of metres away, standing guard.
"I'm fine" he got out. Teal'c tilted his head to one side.
"Are you sure O'Neill? You seem most distracted"
"I'm fine" he repeated. "A little tired maybe, just wanna get off this damn planet".
"Indeed, the weather is most unpleasant"
"Well, I guess it could be a little bit warmer" said Daniel trying to look on the bright side.
"A little?? It's minus 7 degrees!"
"At least there's no snow"
"Well thank-you for that happy thought Daniel. Now can we please get a get a move on? CARTER!!!" he shouted towards her, she spun round and faced her commander.
"Sir?" she questioned.
"How much further?"
"Not much sir"
"How much is 'not much' Carter?" he flinched at how harsh he words came out. It wasn't her fault is was all very much his fault.
"Just the other side of those trees, sir. Bout 1/2 a klick, sir." she might as well have saluted.
"Thanks" he mumbled. And then he was off. He reckoned it was much safer not only for him but the others if he took point.
A/N – I am going to try to complete this story because of the simple fact as a devoted reader of fan fiction I hate it when I get into a story and then find it's not finished. I'm not a fan of my writing, I think its too sloppy. And I don't have a beta simply for the fact that I'm far too unpredictable with when I get the urge to write. So any reviews would be fantastic and any mistakes are completely and utterly mine. Thanks.