Disclaimer: If I owned Stargate: SG-1, I wouldn't be here.

~ "But you are here. So does that mean..." "Yes, and thank you for pointing that out Daniel!" *runs away crying, leaving Danny boy with a dumbstruck expression on his face* "Did I do that?" :):):)

OK, I am officially insane. So sue me. On the other hand better don't. Don't! I admit! I don't own Stargate: SG-1!

A/N: Evidence of my insanity is exhibited above. Don't hold it against me. I am on caffeine high. My exams are also coming soon. Can't a girl have a nervous breakdown in peace!?!

Till the end of the time

Chapter 12

Left, right, right. Elevators. Level 18.

Doors opened and two people stepped outside. Graying man and blonde woman at his side. Her eyes kept darting along the corridor, carefully avoiding his probing look. For a few moments he stood still, as if thinking of some long forgotten memory, and then slowly turning aside to face her, asked in a soft voice, "Are you sure you're alright, Carter?"

She looked at him, and nodded. Small smile appeared in the corner of her lips, slightly softening the look of fear that made her features look stern and serious.

Without another word, he took a hurried course towards General Hammond's office, followed by Sam closely behind. Soon enough, they reached their destination.

After a quick knock, Colonel barged into the office, and not taking any notice of two men who sat in deep discussion with General and who were now throwing him rather curious looks, apologized, "Sir, I am sorry to interrupt, but I have reason to believe that we had a security breach on SGC."

Hammond raised and it was then that he noticed young woman standing behind.

"Does this have anything to do with Major Carter?"

Jack observed him for a moment, and then said in a calmer, but nonetheless eager voice, "Yes, it does."

"Soldiers of fate, Jack?" voice came somewhere from his lower left. Colonel looked down and saw Daniel. In the other chair Teal'c sat.

"What are you... never mind. General, Soldiers... one Soldier visited Carter last night. They were on the base, Sir."

"Is that true Major?" General spoke to her.

She winced, as if she was just rudely awaken from daydreaming and focusing her gaze, answered, "Yes, Sir. I thought it was Colonel again."

"Were you hurt, Major Carter?" This time Teal'c usually unemotional voice had a hint of concern in it.

"No, Teal'c. I..." she stopped for a second and lowering her eyes, continued, "I am fine."

"How did it happened, Major?"

"Sir, I was down in my laboratory when I heard knocking. It was Colonel, or at least he looked like him," at this time, she looked at Jack and he was certain her face went just one nuance darker. Like the blood was starting to rush in it. He smiled in himself.

"We talked and I noticed nothing unusual."

Jack knew she lied. The way her lips twitched a bit every time she said something that was a blunt lie was a sure telltale sign. He decided to make it easier for her, and finished the story.

"Major Carter mentioned something we apparently discussed last night, and as I was away from the base since late afternoon yesterday, we came to conclusion she has been visited again by this... Soldier creature."

Silence overshadowed the office. Only deep intakes of breath could be heard. After a while Sam spoke again.

"What I want to know is, if they want me dead, why didn't he killed me, or at least tried to?"

General seemed to have been thinking about the same thing. "Dr. Jackson, what do you think?"

"I don't know, Sir," was an unusual reply coming from the young archeologist.

"Alright, we will deal with the security breach. Dr. Jackson, do you know of any certain way to identify Soldiers?"

"No, but I can research that, General."

He was encountered by curious glances from the rest of the group.

"I only focused on the nature of the Soldiers before," he explained quickly, and everybody seemed to breathe easier after that. Daniel was always very thorough in his research. And if Soldiers could take any shape...

"SG-1 you are on downtime until further notice," Hammond's voice was clearly indicating that the decision is not open for discussion.

Of course, Jack wouldn't be Jack if hadn't had something to say about it. "With all due respect General, it is harder to hit a moving target."

Even Sam smiled. General looked at him, and asked, "What do you suggest Colonel?"

"New mission," he grinned.

Thoroughly enjoying the undivided attention he was receiving, particularly attention of one specific person, he continued with his 'just-came-up-with' plan.

Later that day, somewhere in the forgotten and surprisingly enough, quiet corner of the infirmary, two women sat talking. Actually, they weren't talking, they were just sitting, sipping their coffee, but in the records of both it counted as talk.

Dr. Fraiser just began presenting her thoughts about how these Soldiers might change their forms, but Carter wondered of in her thoughts after sentence one.

"Earth to Sam. Sam, do you copy?" Janet joked, but younger woman didn't seemed to register anything. Her look was glazed and still, but her fingers kept flying over the edge of the cup, over and over again.

Janet shrugged, but continued carefully observing Sam under her eyelashes. Few minutes passed in complete silence.

Suddenly doors of the infirmary opened and someone entered, but as they were hidden from the view they couldn't see who it was. Dr. Fraiser assumed it would be someone from SG-5, as they were scheduled to return that afternoon.

Getting up and preparing to go and help whoever needed help, she was stopped by a quiet comment that came from Carter. She barely moved her lips, and Janet heard it only because steps in the other part of the room ceased.

"They are here. Don't go."

Janet gave her a long, hard, questioning look.

"Soldiers, Janet. They came for me," her voice was tired, but she was still looking straight ahead.

Before she even managed to say something, curtain behind which women were sitting was torn open and friendly face appeared.

"Colonel..." Janet started, but in the same moment she was abruptly pushed aside, where she landed with a heavy thud on the floor.

But it was not O'Neill that pushed her. It was Carter. Dr. Fraiser caught a glimpse of young woman swiftly standing up behind her one second after the curtain was opened, before she send her to floor.

It all happened so quickly. Sam threw a punch straight into Colonel's face causing him to step backwards and raise his arms in defense. Before Janet could say or do anything, Sam grabbed a chair and send it hurling towards the man. He jumped aside and thus avoided the hit, but as Sam's projectile missed its target, it landed heavily into one of the cupboards, crashing every single vial in it.

The noise attracted a nurse, which, after she took in the state of the infirmary and two people in the death struggle, ran to seek security, missing Janet's shouting behind her to call General.

Doctor managed to get off the floor, but getting out was impossible. She was trapped between the wall and the death grip in which Colonel had Carter.

Panically, she searched for something to help her friend, but that soon proved to be not necessary. With one well-placed kick, Major send her attacker off herself and flying into the wall. He hit it rather hard, and slowly slid down onto the polished infirmary floor.

Sam approached him with caution and checked his pulse. Blood was trickling down her face from the large gash on her forehead. Wiping the sticky surface from her eyes with the sleeve, she turned to Janet.

"He is dead."

A/N: Well, well... someone had to die. Question is who?