Author's note: Hello again here is the next one as promised. I hope to have more by Monday so cross your fingers. I will be posted the last chapter of Who Am I, Who Are You? another of my stories tomorrow so check it out if you like.

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Unlocked Doors and Surprises

Jack and Sam managed to vanish off the radar for the three days of their leave. When they returned home late in the afternoon on the fourth day, Daniel was waiting for them on the back deck.

When Daniel heard Sam's car pull up beside his car, he got to his feet and leaned against the railing with his arms crossed over his chest as he waited for Jack and Sam to reach him. Jack met his eye and realized that Daniel was not happy with him, "Hello, how are you two?" Daniel asked a little too nicely.

Jack tucked one hand into his pocket of his jeans and kept the other firmly in Sam's as he rocked back on his heels, "Fine, fine and you?"

"Good, good but I was a little embarrassed a few nights ago. You see, I was at this wedding and my friends, the bride and groom. They vanished before the first dance. The annoyed guests made me and Janet, the best man and the maid of honor, stand in for the two of them. Later, we made a toast to the absent bride and groom. I said some nice things and so did Janet, too bad you weren't there to hear them. Overall, it was a good wedding. And you?" Daniel motioned to the two of them, "How was the honeymoon? Did you have a good time?"

Jack smiled, "Why, yes Daniel we did, but that is ALL I'm going to say other than it is good for you to have a little feminine contact once in a while. You remember them, don't you Daniel, they're called girls and they're not icky, remember?"

Daniel dropped his arms to his side, "That is not fair and you know it, Jack." then he stopped, "You're trying to get rid of me, aren't you?"

"Well, we do only have one more night together before reporting back to the SGC and so, yes, get lost." he made shooing motions with his hands, but Daniel didn't move.

Instead, he folded his arms across his chest again and became serious, "I came here for another reason. I've been asked by Dr. Weir to join the Atlantis expedition and General Hammond seconded my going. I thought about it these last few days and I'm going to go Jack. I need a change, I need-" Daniel shook his head, "I don't know what I need."

Jack mumbled something about him needing a girl but Daniel ignored that comment and continued speaking, "I just wanted to tell you before you heard about it tomorrow. I leave Monday with the rest of the team. I would like the two of you to be there so I can say goodbye." he turned to leave but Jack stopped him by grabbing his arm.

"Daniel?"

He turned, "What Jack?"

"Good luck and I hope you find - it." Jack said, unsure just what he was referring to.

Daniel smiled for the first time since their encounter began, "Thanks."

Sam, who had been silent until now said, "You be careful Daniel. No dying." as she hugged him.

As Sam pulled away, Jack took Daniel's hand and shook it for a moment before pulling the younger man into his arms, "You take care, don't do anything I wouldn't do and Sam's right, no ascending or dying. You've been there, done that. That is not negotiable."

Choosing to ignore Jack's jab, he said "I'll see you guys around. Take care of each other." He waved once more as he walked to his car. Stopping he looked up at the deck one last time before he drove away.

He imprinted the moment on his memory. Jack stood beside Sam with his arm around her shoulders. Sam's belly was full with pregnancy but she had never looked more beautiful. Most of all, they looked happy, and Daniel thought that there just might be hope for him, too.

With one last wave, he put the car into drive and headed back to his empty small house. Once inside, he began to pack, hoping that out there somewhere was something or someone to fill his empty life.

Sam and Jack stayed out on the deck long after Daniel had disappeared. After a while, Sam looked up at Jack, "Do you think he'll find himself a girl?"

Jack kissed her on the nose, "Probably, he usually does. Shall we find some food, I'm starved." He asked as he steered her toward the house.

"I think I will take a short nap, if that is alright. Wake me when supper is ready." she gave him a quick kiss on the lips and grabbed the bags from his hands before disappearing into their bedroom.

With a smile on his face, Jack headed into his kitchen hoping that he had something for them to eat since neither he or Sam had a chance to get to the grocery store.

Once in the kitchen, Jack opened the fridge and found it well stocked and a note from Daniel,

I've been to your house and I knew there would be nothing in the cupboards or the fridge for Sam to eat, so I took the liberty of getting a few things so she wouldn't starve. There's some steaks for you to burn for tonight, but after that you're on your own.

Enjoy!

Daniel

P.S. Jack you really should lock your doors!

Laughing to himself, he grabbed the steaks and whistling a tuneless song, he headed out to the deck. Turning on the gas, he lit the BBQ and waited for it to warm up before dropping the steaks onto the grill. Soon they were sizzling, giving off a tasty aroma.

Jack looked up as a car pulled into the driveway beside his truck and wondered if Daniel was back to eat his steaks now that they were cooked. He frowned because he didn't recognize the car, but the frown vanished as General Hammond stepped out of the car followed by Dr. Weir.

George waved and called, "Jack, can we talk to you and Sam for a few minutes?"

Jack eyed the General, he was decked out in full service dress and Weir was dressed up in a ladies suit, this was some official business.

With a sigh, he waved them closer, he hoped that this wasn't going to be bad news. Deciding not to borrow trouble until it found him, Jack waved a steak at them, "Hey folks, what brings you to my fine backyard this sunny evening?"

George looked at the house as he came up the stairs to the deck, "Is Major Carter around?"

Jack jerked his thumb at the house over his shoulder, "She's inside napping. She didn't get much sleep the last few nights." remembering who he was talking to and just how that sounded, Jack eyes went wide as he stammered, "B-because of the baby. It's been moving around a lot lately." Jack wasn't a man to blush, but he found himself beet red.

George held up his hand, "That's fine Jack, you don't have to explain, but, can you go get her. What we have to tell you concerns her as much as you."

Handing the meat fork to George, he said, "Here, watch these. I'll be right back."

Still unsure if this was good or bad news, Jack headed into the house to find Sam.

Inside the bedroom, Sam sorted all the clothes from the bags, some of it went into the laundry, and others were put away. She wandered around the room touching the various things on Jack's dresser. There was a picture of him and Charlie laughing, they seemed so happy in the frozen moment and Sam wondered how close the photograph was taken to Charlie's death.

That was a subject between them that was still taboo, but Sam hoped that someday he would talk to her and then the child about Charlie.

Opening one of his drawers, Sam found it full of Jack's medals. Choosing one of the boxes, she opened it and touched the medal inside. It was a purple heart and she wondered which injury it was for, was it the parachuting mishap on the Iraqi boarder, or one that she didn't even know about.

It was then she realized that there was still much that she didn't know about her husband. Closing the box, she lay it reverently back inside the drawer. Knowing that one day she would know everything about her husband as he would or could tell her. So much of his life was blackened by a censor's marker, and he couldn't share those things with her, not in specifics, but she knew he'd tell her what he could.

He started one night as they sat together watching a movie. Suddenly, Jack had muted the sound and began talking about his time in the Iraqi prison camp. His voice was raw with emotion when he was done and it was far into the night. Sam didn't ask any questions or interrupt, instead she let him have control about what he wanted to tell.

Both of them were exhausted and they only had enough energy to stumble to Jack's bed where they cuddled together for the rest of the night. Not long after they had fallen asleep, Jack woke screaming from a nightmare. He had clung to her and he mumbled what he remembered from the dream, until he had finally fallen back to sleep and slept the remainder of the night peacefully.

Stifling a yawn, she remembered her reason for coming into the bedroom, yawning again, she headed to the bed. Lifting back the covers, she was going to climb in when she noticed the rose laying on the pillow, with a shiver she picked knowing that it would be a wilted black rose.

Her eyes searched the room wondering if he was still here. She was sure that the rose had not been there when she came into the room a few minutes ago.

Jack! He was here, she had to get to him. She opened her mouth to scream, but a hand covered with a cloth closed over her mouth and nose, "I told you, you're mine."

Sam struggled against the arm holding her but the world around her blurred and then she knew nothing.

Jack opened the door expecting to see his wife sleeping in his bed but the room was empty. Heading to the bathroom, he called Sam's name but found that empty as well. Feeling a wave of panic wash over him, Jack began shouting as he searched all the rooms. When those were empty as well, he returned to the bedroom to take a better look.

The first thing he noticed was that the window was open. As he crossed to close it, he stepped on a rose laying on the floor. Bending down, he picked it up and crushed it between his fingers. Shanahan, he had Sam!

She thought he didn't know about the roses but he'd found them and her collection of cards when he was helping her pack. He had chosen not to say anything but now he wished he had. He figured that Sam had handled it.

Jack looked up and saw both George and Elizabeth standing in the doorway, "Pete Shanahan has taken Sam. George, you need to get the word out, maybe we can lock down the perimeter. Sam and I have only been home for about an hour and half. We have to find her." Jack could feel his panic escalating, but he tried to control it as he turned to "Weir, can you contact Daniel and Teal'c. They can help with the search. Also, let's get some troops from Peterson to help."

Like a marionette who's strings had been cut, Jack suddenly dropped onto the bed. "We have to find her." His voice sounded so lost and George and Elizabeth exchanged worried looks.

George looked at Jack and spoke with a forceful voice, "Colonel O'Neill! You will report to the SGC and coordinate the search efforts immediately."

Hearing the tone of command broke through Jack's fog and he snapped to attention shouting, "Yes, Sir!" before heading through the house to his truck but he only made it half when he vanished, too.

That is all I have for now cross your fingers that I will have more son. There is only five chapters so I hope to have them back from my beta soon. Cross your fingers. When I get them I will post them. Kelleth