After two weeks of living in Jack's room, Sam had, had enough and went back to his parents cabin. Knowing that he was there alone now thanks to Charlie, she wondered around the area until she spotted him. He said he'd be back weeks ago, and now it was time for him to stop the moping around and get his ass into gear! She'd had enough and was willing to back off, but not until he was back where he belonged.

"Jack,"

"What Sam?"

"Hear me out, first ok?"

"What ever," he muttered not turning to give her at least a glance. Sighing she nodded.

"Ok. You said weeks ago you'd come home. You're still here and now you're alone. I know you want to stay alone Jack, but you're scaring me more then ever! Please I'll back off, I won't see you again, I'll remove everything from you're room, I'll delete you're numbers, I'll do anything you say or ask for, just as long as you come back! Everyone misses you! Charlie and Lou have been asking about you. They think I've been coming here every day!

"Jack you're worrying not only me but you're friends as well! You're missed and I need you! I need to know you're safe, where you are, what you're doing! I won't talk to you I wont even be in the same area as you! I know how to avoid you! I did it for three years once! PLEASE Jon just come back!" She stated sniffling and wiping angrily at the tear that had escaped. Turning he looked at her.

"You expect me to just walk back into that place after knowing what I've done? Everyone there probably knows!"

"No one knows anything! They just think we've had a fight! They think I'm here trying to make up! Jack please!"

"Fine!" He huffed.

As Sam and Jack walked through the front door later that evening, Sam took his things straight to his room, where she grabbed her small over night bag and started filling it with all her clothes, toiletries, and other trinkets that had accumulated in his 'suite' over the last three weeks. Thinking she had everything Sam went back down stairs and bid farewell to the group.

"Jack what's going on?"

"With what?"

"You and Sam, who else!" Lou huffed.

"Nothing,"

"Then why did she just leave with everything!"

"She's been living here these last few weeks! She hasn't been home once! Chloe has been helping her! You have any idea how many time's one of us was in you're room trying to get her to sleep without crying?"

"Jack she's been a total mess! Every night she'd cry her self to sleep! We'd try to do stuff, but she'd always dismiss us one way or another and cry!"

"What ever has happened between you two I hope you come up with a way to fix it! She loves you O'Neill so you better pull you're head out of you're ass and make it up to her!" Lou, Chloe and Charlie stated. They watched him for a few minutes before he left for his 'suite'. Once there he noticed that she did take everything.

"Captain!" A voice yelled which brought Jack out of his musings and stare at the Major that was in front of him.

"Sir!"

"If you don't start to shape up I'll have you..."

"Major!" Another voice stated cutting him off. As both men turned to Colonel Carter, who was standing next to a reluctant Sam, who's head was bowed, and two MP's behind her.

"Colonel?"

"A word," he seethed. Nodding he moved over to the group of four.

"Colonel?" He questioned again.

"I believe you know my daughter," he stated elbowing Sam, and forcing her to look up.

"Yes sir,"

"I also believe you forced you're self upon her," eyes widening he watched Sam, as tears stung her eyes.

"I did no such thing!" He roared.

"That's not what I have heard. Samantha?"

"Dad?" She questioned gently, looking at her father.

"Is this the man, that gave you those bruises?" Wincing she bowed her head again, and rested her hand against her cheek. Looking up once more she stared into O'Neill's eyes and nodded.

"Yes sir, he is." She stated which he nodded at and the MP's moved forward cuffing him.

"Major O'Neill you are under arrest for forcing your self on a minor, for the attempted rape of a minor, for the insinuation of rape, and for attacking a minor! Take him to the holding cells!" He huffed, before the Major could do anything he was gone. Looking at his daughter he found her gaze locked with the young O'Neill.

"Can I catch up with you in a minute?" She asked gently.

"Samantha I don't want you near him,"

"Please? He just saw me identify his father for something, let me talk to him," sighing he shook his head.

"I'll be waiting right here and you have 5 minutes before I come over." Looking up she nodded, and then moved across the field. Everyone watching them.

"What was that all about?"

"When I was at the cabin," nodding he looked over her shoulder.

"And?"

"Dad found the bruises, I tried hiding them and even lying but it came out,"

"And me?" He whispered. Taking a small step forward aware her father was watching them she bit her bottom lip.

"I would never tell the devil Jon, please believe me! You know I love you, I would never rat you out!" She whispered so only he could hear her.

"But you ratted on my father?"

"He's you're dad, and you hate him, and I know when someone else does you'll always be there to protect him, but you threatened to kill him! I didn't want to say anything! But my dad wouldn't let up! You have any idea what that is like? This happened nearly a month ago Jon! I kept it quiet long enough don't you think? My dad comes home and see's them and starts arranging rape test's! I had to stop that! I had to tell him to protect you!" She whispered, as a tear ran down her cheek.

"So it should be me being arrested then,"

"Please don't do this! I need you to understand! I know you still hate me, but..."

"I've never hated you! I hate my self! I thought you'd worked that out by now!"

"Not when you've pushed me so far away I'm scared to even talk to Chloe, Charlie and Lou! I see them sometimes in the mess, and I know they see me too, but I leave. I'm scared you'd find out and push me further away! Hate me more!" She stated, sniffling.

"Christ Sammie," he whispered looking away before at her and sighing. "I can never hate you!"

"Then let me help you, I know you're scared, and I know being around me might not help to begin with, but please let me be around enough to let me help you, I don't care what my father see's anymore! I don't care if he work's it out, because I will always be there with you, Jon, always," moving towards him, she hugged him tightly, just as her father started to approach them. As both men froze, Jack slowly enfolded her in his arms and sighed closing his eyes, and resting his forehead on her shoulder.

"You just signed you're death certificate, and arranged my funeral!" Laughing she hugged him tighter.

"Dad'll get over it! He'll be seeing this as an 'I'm sorry captain', and from you a 'I hate my father I'm glad you're ok carter'." She smiled against his chest before pulling back slightly. Turning she moved to her father who nodded at Jack, before wrapping his arm around Sam, and left the training area, and dismissing the Lieutenants and Captain's for the rest of the day.

As Jack let Sam back into his life only for a few hours each week, she thought it was better then nothing. However he was becoming more and more distant to her then ever before. She was talking to him about something or other he used to be fascinated in. But when she looked up over her books to see him simply staring out the window and not paying one ounce of attention to her she sighed.

"Jack?"

"Huh? Yeah?" He questioned looking at her as she was packing her books up.

"It's ok. Maybe we're just not meant to be." She said with a small smile. "I'll see you around maybe. Take care and don't let anyone take advantage of you," she smiled, and left his house. As Charlie and Lou were coming home they grinned when they saw her.

"Hey Sam! We thought you'd be in for dinner?"

"Not this week sorry,"

"Why what's happened?"

"Not sure, he just doesn't seem to want anything anymore." She stated shrugging. "It's ok, he's moved on in his head, so his body just needs to follow. I'll be fine promise." She grinned at them and quickly left before the threat of tears over come her again, and she broke down, now she'd realised why he was pushing her away, and why he wasn't doing anything to help her help him. Glaring at their front door both men silently agreed to kick their friends ass to kingdom come!

Storming into the house they startled Chloe, who had just gotten to the kitchen, and was cooking for five people. Looking up from his position at the table Jack noticed the pissed off looks they both wore and turned away from them.

"So that's it? You're just gonna wollow in self pity over fuck know's what, and let her walk out of you're life?" Lou hissed.

"If you knew why you'd understand," he stated flatly.

"What the hell does that mean Jack?" Charlie shot back, standing abruptly, Jack glared at them.

"I raped her you morons!" He yelled, before storming out of the room.

"Well she doesn't see it! She loves you!" Chloe stated standing next to the others. All three in shock but watched as Jack stopped.

"You did what?" Charlie whispered. Bowing his head Jack sighed and turned back to them.

"She say's it wasn't but it was! I wasn't thinking! I've pulled away, to stop her getting hurt! I fucked up her life! She's nineteen! What's she gonna think now huh? All men are ass holes thanks to the likes of one Captain Jonathon O'Neill!" He huffed.

"Jack she loves you, if she say's you didn't rape her then you didn't!"

"Damn it Chloe! When someone say's 'no' or 'stop' and you don't that's rape!" He hissed.

"But you must have stopped or done something for her not to believe..."

"Yeah I stopped," he grumbled looking away.

"Holy shit! She wasn't?" Charlie stated looking at Jack who simply nodded.

"What?" Chloe questioned.

"At her crying out, I froze." He stated looking at the two men.

"Jack,"

"No way Charlie! It's still rape!"

"But you stopped, you must have said something to her, to make her..."

"I asked her to forgive me then I left,"

"Well she has forgiven you! She never held it against you!"

"Can you three stop talking male code and tell me!" Chloe huffed.

"She was a virgin," Lou stated finally catching up with the conversation. "And he forced her."

"Didn't you know?" Chloe gasped.

"No she never said anything!"

"But didn't you guys..."

"Going down on someone isn't the same Chloe, you can't always know for sure! I had a feeling but she never greeted it with a yes or no, when it came up."

"So you just assumed."

"I'm a guy! Jeez Chloe of course I just assumed!"

"Well get over that assuming male egotistical bullshit, because that girl's head over heals in love with you and you're killing her!" Chloe yelled before stomping out. "Make your own food!" She spat before slamming her bedroom door.