"What the Hell!" A.J. growled as he pulled his SUV into the driveway in front of his house.

His exclamation turned Jacob's attention away from the back seat of the vehicle where his daughter slept lightly in the arms of Jack O'Neill. "How did she get here?" he asked.

There was something in his voice that had Jack leaning forward from the back seat to see what the two older men were talking about. His shift in position was enough to wake Sam from her light doze. "Janet's going to kill her," Jack predicted as Sam opened her eyes. She sat up straighter in the seat and looked in the same direction as the men to see Cassie sitting on the front steps of A.J.'s house.

"Not if I get to her first," Sam vowed already pushing open the door as the vehicle rocked to a stop. She was out the door jogging towards the teenager as soon as her feet touched the ground. She heard other car doors slam as Harm and Mac parked their cars in the driveway as well. Sam was aware of Jack and the others close on her heels. "What are you doing here?!" she demanded as she nonetheless grabbed the teenager in a tight hug.

Cassie looked at A.J. and the other two JAG lawyers before grabbing Sam and Jack by the arm and dragging them a few yards away. "G. Gordon's on the back deck," she said quietly to them.

"What!" Jack hissed quietly glancing over at where the others stood watching. "Is he nuts coming here?!"

"He showed up at the house. He'd been shot," Cassie explained. "I patched him up. He has information for you, but he was afraid to use the phones. I didn't think he'd be able to make it here on his own so I came with him."

Jack and Sam exchanged a look conversing without words. Finally Jack called over to the others, "Jacob. Teal'c. Daniel." He gestured for them to follow with a jerk of his head. "Stay here," he ordered Cassie as he and Sam walked around the side of the house with the others following behind.

"Hey Jack," Harry called tiredly from where he slouched in one of the wooden chairs on the deck.

"Harry," Jack said. The disapproving tone of his voice couldn't be missed. "What the Hell were you thinking dragging Cassie into this?"

"Like that teenager could be dragged anywhere," Harry retorted with a snort that turned into a grimace of pain. He curled in on himself placing a protective hand to the wound in his side.

"Let me see," Sam demanded pushing his hand away. She lifted his borrowed shirt out of the way then ripped the bandage away. Jack turned away to hide his grin as Harry swore a blue streak in the air. It was a grin shared with Daniel and Jacob. "I'm going to kill you, Harry, for getting Cassie involved in this."

"It's not my fault!" Harry protested. "That is one stubborn girl."

"He's got a point there, Sam" her father told her.

"What was important enough for you to involve Cassie in a felony?" Sam snapped as she probed the edges of the wound.

"The file," he said pointing to papers resting on the table.

Jack grabbed it from the table. As soon as he opened it his eyes were drawn to his own name. He'd read less than a paragraph of the first page before he found himself reaching to lower himself into one of the chairs. "You'll live," Sam declared as she reapplied the bandages to Harry's wound.

"I think I should be the judge of that, don't you?" Janet asked as she and Cassie walked around the side of the house. Thankfully their attorneys didn't appear to be following.

"Janet!" Sam hissed. "What are you doing?"

"Obeying the oath I took as a doctor. I'm already implicated, Sam" she told her friend. "His blood is all over my couch. His bloody clothes are in my trash. My daughter just brought him across the country. Besides, if I know Colonel O'Neill he's already got a plan."

Both women turned to the man in question, but the smirk they expected to see on his face didn't appear. "Jack?" Sam asked.

Jack lifted his eyes to meet Sam's. "They were after the samples from Argos and Shi'fu," Jack told her quietly as he passed the file to her.

Sam read for a minute as Janet examined Harry's wound. "You'll be fine," Janet told the former NID agent. Sam handed the file to her friend then walked away without a word.

Jack rose to go after her, but was halted by Daniel's restraining hand on his shoulder. "I think I should go, Jack" Daniel told his friend. Jack thought about it for a moment then nodded. He knew very well that he and Sam were walking on eggshells around one another trying to keep their emotions in check. They were too tied to one another to do anything else. Both he and Sam realized that if either of them lost it, it would push the other over the edge as well. At any other time, she might have spoken to Janet, but Janet blamed herself for not stopping the kidnapping. Sam wouldn't add to her guilt by crying on her shoulder, and while Sam's relationship with Jacob was better than it had been, he doubted either of them would be able to break a lifetime pattern of behavior. She would talk to Daniel though.

Harm saw her coming around the corner of the house and almost spoke up before he noticed the expression on her face. "Sir," he said sotto voiced to the admiral as he nodded in her direction. Before A.J. was forced to decide what he should do, Daniel came jogging around the corner catching up with Carter.

"Sam!" he called as he grabbed her arm and turned her around pulling her into his arms.

That physical contact was all she needed to break the wall she'd placed around her emotions. Sam burst into tears. "Daniel," she sobbed. He didn't say anything though. He just held her as she cried.

Over her shoulder, Daniel saw the JAG lawyers watching. "Admiral, why don't you go back to the office for a few hours and take Commander Rabb and Colonel McKenzie with you," he suggested. "We'll be here when you get back," he added noting the dubious expression on their faces. Daniel could see the admiral debating with himself before he finally nodded.

"I'll give you three hours, Dr. Jackson," Chegwidden told the archaeologist. "Then we need to work on strategy for the rest of this trial."

"Three hours," Daniel confirmed. He watched he lawyers pile into A.J.'s SUV while he continued to console Sam. As soon as the SUV had backed out of the driveway Daniel asked, "Are you okay now, Sam?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to lose him too," she admitted softly. "And then I feel guilty because I should be worried about the twins." There was no need for her to explain further. They both knew who 'he' was.

"You are worried about the twins," Daniel said. "You're just worried about him too. And if...if the worst happens, Sam, it won't be like when Charlie died."

"How can you be so sure?" she demanded.

"He's not the same man he was then, Sam" Daniel said. "And you're not Sara. He doesn't talk about it much, but I know she blamed him. You'd never blame him, and you wouldn't shut him out either."

"What if he shuts me out?" Sam asked.

"Well, that's the other thing that's different now. Jack's got a family now to take care of him," Daniel reminded her. "It's not just the two of you, Sam. You've got lots of people to help you."

Daniel waited for her to think about what he'd said. Finally she nodded. As she wiped the tears from her eyes she gave him a knowing look and asked, "Daniel, how did your clothes end up at Janet's? That is your shirt Harry's wearing."

Daniel blushed. "Janet and I..."

"Really? We need to get to work, Daniel, but I'm going to want to know more later," she warned her friend. She led the way back to the deck where the others were now discussing the file Harry had brought them. "Daniel got A.J. to give us three hours alone," she told them as she approached. "So let's make the most of it."

"I've been thinking," Jack said. "If we can't get to the twins, let's see if we can get to Kinsey."

"And force him to have the twins brought to him and therefore to us," Sam said following his logic. She pulled the sliding glass door open and entered the admiral's house with the others following on her heels. She quickly got her laptop out and connected to the internet while the men poured over the pictures and notes of the compound where they believed the children were being held. Janet in the meantime was going over the notes Harry had wrested away from the NID burglars leaving Cassie to raid the kitchen for food for all of them.

"I'm in," Sam announced. It had taken her almost an hour to break into Kinsey's computer.

Jack and the others abandoned what they'd been doing to peer over Sam's shoulder. "Progress reports," Janet said pointing to a series of e-mails. "Print those out," she commanded.

"His schedule," Jacob said. "See if you can pull it up." A minute later and Sam had the information on the screen.

"He's cancelled just about everything," Jack snarled. "Claiming illness."

"He knows we're in DC," Sam said as she pounded away at the keyboard. "He has to know we suspect him."

"What's this?" Daniel asked pointing to one meeting that hadn't been cancelled.

"Meeting with the President at Camp David," Sam murmured. "In four days."

"He won't cancel that," Harry predicted. "With the shake-up in DC since the JLA crash he can't afford to."

"Do we have four days?" Daniel asked.

It was Janet that answered. "Rivera's reports indicate he's going to test the nanites on animals first. Kinsey's given him ten days," she read.

"So we have at most ten days," Daniel said.

"Sam, find us plans of Camp David," Jack ordered.