Reflections
Chapter 6
by
kattia-rose
Notes are
always the same.
I know
the last chapter was really short but there's more to come.
I just
wanted to let you know that I'm not really very happy with this chapter, so you
probably won't be either, but I'm keeping it so I can continue to move the
story along. Lemme know what you think,
and don't worry, there's more real action to come!
Enjoy!!
Sam sat
in the infirmary, giving Dr. Fraiser all the details of their little
adventure.
"I'm sure you can understand just how
awkward it was sitting there next to him, in the third reality we've, I use the
term 'we' very loosely, we've been involved with and the third where the other
reality's version of Jack and myself were together." She shook her head,
not even aware of the concerned look she was receiving from her colleague. "When we got back, Jack looked at me
and said 'Those were some uncomfortable silences.' and I said 'I think the
technical term for it is sexual tension.' I couldn't believe I'd said that."
"What did he say?" This was one of the other nurses. She'd been eavesdropping and couldn't resist
joining the conversation at this new turn.
Sam smiled wryly and shook her head,
"Nothing."
Janet and the nurse exchanged raised eyebrows. "Nothing," they asked in
unison.
"Silent the entire way
home."
"Well now we know how to shut the
Colonel up. Embarrass him, as hard as
that is." Janet joked.
"So what else did Colonel O'Neill
from the other reality say?" The
young nurse pressed. She smiled at
Janet, who frowned amicably at the gossiping blond.
"The other Sam, is a star."
"A star?" Dr. Fraiser asked.
"A 'super star,' as Col. o'Neill put
it. A singer-songwriter-actress-Oscar
award winner and so on."
"Get out!" The nurse
exclaimed. By this time a gaggle of
girls had gathered around where the major and doctor were having their
conversation and were all interested in what Sam had to say.
"What about the Colonel, what was
different between them two?" some
girl asked from the back. Sam wasn't
sure if she should be talking to everybody about this sort of thing. "They'll hear about if from somebody else,
they might as well get it from the horse's mouth," Sam thought, before
launching into a long story about all the 'important' details, but keeping the
really personal things to herself. She
did this to keep some dignity for herself and her team.
It wasn't long before sg-1 was given a
little time off, and Sam could get some real work done. And it wasn't very long after that when Jack
began bugging her about her work. Daniel rescued her by prattling on about some of the interesting things
about the writings sg-6 found of their mission to... some planet. Let's just say Jack ran screaming.
"Thanks," Sam said as she
resumed her position behind the microscope.
"Not really," Daniel commented
as he made himself comfortable.
"Oh?" She raised her eyebrows.
"Are you ok?" Daniel asked,
making Carter roll her eyes.
"Great." She sat back and stretched her arms over her
head. It was going to be a long day.
"So,
I didn't know you had a sister, let alone a twin."
"I don't."
"But-"
"She died when we were six, well she
disappeared when we were six, but wasn't found until two years later. She died about a week before she was
found."
"Kidnapped? I'm sorry. I shouldn't
have pressed."
"No it's ok."
"Have you talked to Jack
about..." Daniel let his voice trail off.
"No, it's awkward, as I'm sure you've
seen. And a tender subject. In case you haven't-"
"I've noticed."
"I feel really bad."
"Yeah, you should talk to him, it may
help a little. He's worried about the
cancer that the other Sam suffered from."
"It's ok, I've checked it out
already. I was sure that I was fine,
but I went to see the doctor anyway. My
theory is Jolinar cured the cancer that may have been forming when she had
taken over my body."
"That's what I figured too, but
wanted to double check."
"That's nice of you Daniel. I just don't know how I'm going to talk to
the Colonel about the Charlie thing. He's really tense, and strong and silent and very un-Jackish." Sam
said running her hands through her hair.
"Is that a technological term?"
came a voice from the door. "Un-Jackish, you've never used that before."
"Colonel." Carter stood up as he
entered her lab.
"As you were, Major."
"I thought you'd been scared
away." Daniel commented.
"I'll never learn. I just gotta keep coming back for
more." Jack grinned, seating himself.
Ok, then, that's my cue to leave."
Standing he gave Sam an encouraging wink and strode out the door to go find
something to occupy him.
It was a while before either Jack or Sam
said anything about anything; they were engrossed in some more sexual tension,
as Sam had said earlier. Jack cleared
his throat a couple of times perhaps trying to get up the courage to start a
serious conversation. But he never came
through, until Sam sighed heavily and forced it out of him.
"How are we?" He asked, leaning
forward.
"I dunno, how are we?" Sam
replied.
"We're OK, aren't we?"
"I think so."
"Sooooo, now what?"
"I dunno, what now?"
"You do realize we're acting like a
couple of high schoolers."
"It has occurred to me." Smiling, she closed her computer. "Listen, colonel, I want to apologize
for the-"
"You have nothing to apologize for,
you didn't to anything. I have issues,
not you.'
"Hey, you can't take all he credit, I
have issues too."
"Yeah like what?"
"My sister, my mom."
"My son."
"Leukemia."
"You."
"Me?"
"My son." He repeated.
"Whoa, whoa whoa, back it up here.
Me? You have issues with me?"
"Not necessarily issues with you, but
with us." Jack answered slowly, carefully avoiding looking into his 2IC's
eyes.
"Like what?" Carter became worried at his sudden
silence. "Colonel O'Neill after
four years of Hell, you should be able to tell me anything. I won't laugh or judge you, if that's what
your worried about." That's Carter for you, always stating the obvious, at
least some things never change.
"That's not it."
"Jack you came here to talk to me
about something, you might as well spit it out." Carter sighed deeply.
"I'm sorry to be taking up your
time. You seem very impatient, so I'll
just leave you to it."
"Colonel, stop being such a
child!" Sam exclaimed surprised at the tone of voice she'd taken on. "I'm sorry, I'm just sick of playing
all these games, and beating around the bush."
"Me too." With that, O'Neill
turned on his heal and left her alone in her lab.
Don't
worry everybody, this isn't the end. I'm suffering from a bit of writer's block but as soon as I get over it:
no problem. I know what's coming next,
I just have to get it down on paper or rather on computer! Hand in there!! It wont be too long.
