Sam was bored. She was walking down the street, by herself, thinking. Jack had had to make an urgent trip to Washington, so Sam was left by herself. She sighed in frustration. Jack had been gone for a few days already, and wasn't due back for another week. She wasn't looking where she was going, and promptly found herself knocked flat on her back as someone barrelled into her.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Said a male voice. "Let me give you a hand."
"Thanks." Said Sam, reaching up to grasp the mans hand.

"Sam?"

Sam looked up at the man. He was very familiar looking. "Pete?"

It was Pete Shannahan. He had changed a bit since Sam had last seen him. He'd grown a beard, and hardened up.

"Wow." He said. He helped Sam up off the ground. "You look great."

Sam smiled. "Thanks. So do you."

They stood in an awkward silence for a moment.

"Well, this is kinda awkward." Pete said.

"Yeah." Agreed Sam.

"So, what have you been up to recently?" Pete asked.

"Oh, you know… Saving the world." Sam replied.

"Ah." Pete paused. "Are you… seeing anyone?"

"Oh, um. Yes." Sam replied.

Pete smiled sadly. "Let me guess. Jack O'Neill."

Sam nodded.

"I'm glad." He replied. "I'm guessing it's about time."

Sam frowned slightly. "What does that mean?"
"Sam, please. I used to be engaged to you, I know how you feel about him. You broke up with me for him."

"What?"
Pete shook his head. "I'm not stupid. I figured it out."

Sam sighed. "I'm sorry."

Pete shrugged. "I'm over it."

"Really?"
"It took a while." Pete said. "But I've moved on."

Sam nodded. "You seeing someone?"

He nodded. "We've been together for a while now. We've got a daughter. She's seven months."

Sam smiled slightly. "Congratulations."

There was another pause. "Do you want to get a drink?"

Sam sat across from Pete.

"So, how's the battle going?" He asked.

"We beat the Goa'uld." Sam replied. "And the replicators. And the Ori."

"Ori?"

"Very evil." Sam replied. "But we won. There's not much to do anymore. Simple recon missions, not much bad happens any more."

Pete nodded. "That's good."

Sam agreed. "Good, but a bit boring. There's nothing left to do. I spend a lot of time at the SGC, studying things that we found years ago."

They sat in silence for a while.

"Well, it was good to catch up with you." Pete said, standing up. "I should be going, I have an appointment."

"Okay, good to see you too."

Pete smiled and walked away.

Sam sighed to herself. Her life was so complicated sometimes.

That night Sam was sitting in her lab at the SGC. It was the only place she could forget about being lonely.

"Hey Sam." Said a voice from the door.

Sam looked up.

"Hey Cam." She smiled.

"Why are you still here? You should be at home." Mitchell walked in and sat down opposite Sam.

"I was bored. I needed something to do."
"So you came here? Why not watch TV or something?"

Sam smiled. "I prefer to work on something here. It's calming."
"Hmm." Mitchell replied. "Could it be that it takes your mind off a certain Air Force General?"

"Does everybody know about that?" Sam asked, sounding exasperated.

Mitchell grinned. "Yep."