After some coaxing from Daniel and her Dad, Sam agreed to go along with the plan that she had proposed to the Colonel, who so cruelly dejected her.
"He's only trying to keep you out of harm's way." Daniel suggested. "He didn't mean to sound so angry."
Sam looked at him directly in the face, "Yeah, but why is he angry? He's usually so even tempered so why did he turn into a hot shot pilot so suddenly?"
"Hot shot pilot?" Jacob questioned.
Sam looked at her father, "You know what I mean."
"I don't know. But He has to get over it otherwise he risks being emotionally compromised."
Jacob was leaning against the wall above his daughter. "Daniel's right, Sam. Hammond would not have authorized this mission if he thought Jack couldn't keep a clear head."
She nodded at both of them and Daniel dragged her up. He hit her on the back several times, like a loving older brother would his younger sister after a rough break-up. Sam got her vest and fastened it around herself. she stuffed as much C4 as it would hold and Daniel followed suit.
Once they were done, Selmak, Daniel and Sam headed back to the Control room of the mother ship. The tension had diffused and Jack was feeling much more like himself then what he was before. "Carter? You ready?" He asked. The way he said it almost sounded like an apology.
"Ready when you are, Sir." She beamed at him. He had hoped by the way she said it that he would understand that he was forgiven. He let out a breath he realized he had been holding and a great weight was lifted off his shoulders.
Daniel, Sam and Jack gathered around the transporter rings while Martouf was standing by the keypad. Before pressing the last key, he said, "Good luck Samantha."
"You too," She looked at the rings that descended from above her head and in a bright white flash, they were gone.