Author's Note: I really am grateful for all the reviews. I hadn't even thought that this many people would read much less review it. But any way, I thank you again. Well, besides that I can't really think of anything else to say except I hope you like the next part.
Summary: When Carter is confronted by what she experienced in the past, will she be able to talk about it or will she keep running for the rest of her life?
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Chapter 2:
Unwanted Memories
She walked down the corridor, her pace more than brisk. She walked into her base quarters and closed the door behind her. Leaning back on the walk, she closed her eyes and slid down it so she was now sitting on the ground.
She started to cry freely; she wanted these memories to go away. All she had to do was look at something or hear something and it would happen. She would unexpectedly remember something that had happened.
A knock at her door made her control her sobs. She froze as she waited for the person to identify him or herself or leave. "Hey, Carter, open up."
When she heard his voice, she hopped up and wiped the tears from her eyes. She took a deep breath prior to opening the door. It reviled Jack O'Neil with his usual boyish smirk he had whenever she was around.
"Sir?"
"Can I come in?" She nodded and he walked in. Once she had closed the door, she took a seat next to him on the bed. "You were crying. Care to tell me what's up?" Her checks were puffy and red from her previous crying. She looked at the ground and pursed her limps. "Yea, the ground makes me upset too some times."
His joke was met by a small chuckle from Sam for she could never resist laughing, or at least smiling, from his jokes no matter how corny. "It's nothing, sir. Really."
He didn't buy that for a second, but he knew if she was going to tell him it would be in her own time. "OK, if you say so." When she looked back down at the ground and seemed on the verge of crying again. He scooted closer to her and put an arm around her, pulling her closer to him. He put his chin on top of her head and felt her hair tickle his nose. He kissed the top of her head as he tried to give her even more comfort. She put her check onto his chest. He put another arm around her to pull her even tighter to him.
Sam was still in a miserable mood six days after SG-1 had retreated her from the planet. She barely spoke and continued to claim she wasn't ready to tell everyone what happened, and they all respected her personal space.
But they also all knew they had to some how cheer her up. So Janet brought Cassie to try and make her feel better. But that back fired; badly.
**Samantha Carter's SGC Base Quarters**
Sam was sitting in her room. Janet had asked her to continue to stay on the base and so she did.
When she heard the knock at the door, she didn't move from her spot on the bed. Instead she simply called out for them to enter. Janet and Cassie entered when they heard Sam. She turned and saw the little girl. Then it happened again;
She could see a young girl, eight or nine years old, playing in the distance. She had red fire engine red hair and a pale complexion. She was as skinny as a rod and the skin of her cheeks clung to the bone.
Her clothes were rages, just as everyone's was. Some parts of them were clearly blue and yellow, others were to caked in dirt and grim to tell if they ever had had any other color than brown.
This environment was never something any child should have to see much less live in. And yet it was her home; a place she lived and had learned to accept. But what happened next was never anything that someone her age should know.
Two soldiers walked over to her. Suddenly and without motive, one struck her hard in the stomach. She collapsed onto the ground and started to shack violently. She started to cry out and bail with tears. Both guards joined in kicking her. They hit her in the stomach, back, face, chest, and even her head.
She looked up at Sam. Her eyes begged her to help. Begged her to stop them. Then she stopped shacking. The guards laughed and merely walked away. A woman walked over to her. She was not her mother for she had no similar characteristics and seemed pretty detached. She brought her hand to the little girl's neck. She looked at everyone that had gathered around. She stood up and shook her head; the girl was dead.
Sam was close to tears. She remembered standing on the sidelines while they did that to the little girl. She knew she was not strong enough on her own to take on the guards, but she had had the fighting chance, not the girl.
Cassie saw that she was in distress and walked over to her bed to offer a supportive and friendly hand. Sam did not cry, though she considered it. Instead she allowed Cassie to stay by her side as her own comfort.
**SGC Infirmary**
After Cassie and Janet had left Sam to be allow, Cassie stayed with Janet at the Infirmary. As Janet worked, Cassie wondered around the place. Sure, she knew what everything was, where it all was, what she could and couldn't touch, and how and when to use half of it. It was just going around and seeing it that was the interesting part.
When she walked over to her mother, she asked what she really wanted to know, "Mom, why was Sam so sad today?"
Janet looked down at her daughter. Her eyes contained an innocence that went so deep, you had no desire to burden her with anything going on the world. But there were times when you had to. "Sam was...lost for a few days. We think she may have been kidnapped. When we found her, five days later, she... was in pretty bad shape. She hadn't eaten much and was ill from that. She wont tell us what happened when she was gone and we think that's what's making her sad."
Janet gave her the quick, easy, child version of everything but it seemed to be enough for her. Cassie walked over to one of the nurses and started talking to her. Cassie wore a small smile and the nurse, Jennifer Glenn, was laughing. Janet smiled but it didn't quite reach her eyes.
She was thinking about what did happen on that planet. What did Sam see? What happened to her? Janet knew she would tell them when and if she was ready. Only she knew that if she didn't tell someone soon, she would destroy herself from the inside out.
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So, did that seem real? Or was that a little un-Sam like? To me it seemed like it was a little but then there is always the excuse that's she's not over what happened to her.
Please R/R and tell me what you think.
Summary: When Carter is confronted by what she experienced in the past, will she be able to talk about it or will she keep running for the rest of her life?
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Chapter 2:
Unwanted Memories
She walked down the corridor, her pace more than brisk. She walked into her base quarters and closed the door behind her. Leaning back on the walk, she closed her eyes and slid down it so she was now sitting on the ground.
She started to cry freely; she wanted these memories to go away. All she had to do was look at something or hear something and it would happen. She would unexpectedly remember something that had happened.
A knock at her door made her control her sobs. She froze as she waited for the person to identify him or herself or leave. "Hey, Carter, open up."
When she heard his voice, she hopped up and wiped the tears from her eyes. She took a deep breath prior to opening the door. It reviled Jack O'Neil with his usual boyish smirk he had whenever she was around.
"Sir?"
"Can I come in?" She nodded and he walked in. Once she had closed the door, she took a seat next to him on the bed. "You were crying. Care to tell me what's up?" Her checks were puffy and red from her previous crying. She looked at the ground and pursed her limps. "Yea, the ground makes me upset too some times."
His joke was met by a small chuckle from Sam for she could never resist laughing, or at least smiling, from his jokes no matter how corny. "It's nothing, sir. Really."
He didn't buy that for a second, but he knew if she was going to tell him it would be in her own time. "OK, if you say so." When she looked back down at the ground and seemed on the verge of crying again. He scooted closer to her and put an arm around her, pulling her closer to him. He put his chin on top of her head and felt her hair tickle his nose. He kissed the top of her head as he tried to give her even more comfort. She put her check onto his chest. He put another arm around her to pull her even tighter to him.
Sam was still in a miserable mood six days after SG-1 had retreated her from the planet. She barely spoke and continued to claim she wasn't ready to tell everyone what happened, and they all respected her personal space.
But they also all knew they had to some how cheer her up. So Janet brought Cassie to try and make her feel better. But that back fired; badly.
**Samantha Carter's SGC Base Quarters**
Sam was sitting in her room. Janet had asked her to continue to stay on the base and so she did.
When she heard the knock at the door, she didn't move from her spot on the bed. Instead she simply called out for them to enter. Janet and Cassie entered when they heard Sam. She turned and saw the little girl. Then it happened again;
She could see a young girl, eight or nine years old, playing in the distance. She had red fire engine red hair and a pale complexion. She was as skinny as a rod and the skin of her cheeks clung to the bone.
Her clothes were rages, just as everyone's was. Some parts of them were clearly blue and yellow, others were to caked in dirt and grim to tell if they ever had had any other color than brown.
This environment was never something any child should have to see much less live in. And yet it was her home; a place she lived and had learned to accept. But what happened next was never anything that someone her age should know.
Two soldiers walked over to her. Suddenly and without motive, one struck her hard in the stomach. She collapsed onto the ground and started to shack violently. She started to cry out and bail with tears. Both guards joined in kicking her. They hit her in the stomach, back, face, chest, and even her head.
She looked up at Sam. Her eyes begged her to help. Begged her to stop them. Then she stopped shacking. The guards laughed and merely walked away. A woman walked over to her. She was not her mother for she had no similar characteristics and seemed pretty detached. She brought her hand to the little girl's neck. She looked at everyone that had gathered around. She stood up and shook her head; the girl was dead.
Sam was close to tears. She remembered standing on the sidelines while they did that to the little girl. She knew she was not strong enough on her own to take on the guards, but she had had the fighting chance, not the girl.
Cassie saw that she was in distress and walked over to her bed to offer a supportive and friendly hand. Sam did not cry, though she considered it. Instead she allowed Cassie to stay by her side as her own comfort.
**SGC Infirmary**
After Cassie and Janet had left Sam to be allow, Cassie stayed with Janet at the Infirmary. As Janet worked, Cassie wondered around the place. Sure, she knew what everything was, where it all was, what she could and couldn't touch, and how and when to use half of it. It was just going around and seeing it that was the interesting part.
When she walked over to her mother, she asked what she really wanted to know, "Mom, why was Sam so sad today?"
Janet looked down at her daughter. Her eyes contained an innocence that went so deep, you had no desire to burden her with anything going on the world. But there were times when you had to. "Sam was...lost for a few days. We think she may have been kidnapped. When we found her, five days later, she... was in pretty bad shape. She hadn't eaten much and was ill from that. She wont tell us what happened when she was gone and we think that's what's making her sad."
Janet gave her the quick, easy, child version of everything but it seemed to be enough for her. Cassie walked over to one of the nurses and started talking to her. Cassie wore a small smile and the nurse, Jennifer Glenn, was laughing. Janet smiled but it didn't quite reach her eyes.
She was thinking about what did happen on that planet. What did Sam see? What happened to her? Janet knew she would tell them when and if she was ready. Only she knew that if she didn't tell someone soon, she would destroy herself from the inside out.
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So, did that seem real? Or was that a little un-Sam like? To me it seemed like it was a little but then there is always the excuse that's she's not over what happened to her.
Please R/R and tell me what you think.
