A/N : the next chapter will be here soon.

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The four men were really well-organised. They didn't waste time in arguing or in determining each other's role.

They did know their 'job' precisely.

Sam was trying to observe them as discreetly as possible.

Cassie was lying next to her and the young major felt Cassie's hand on her.

Sam glanced at her and squeezed her hand in comfort, trying to tell her that nothing bad was going to happen.

She turned her eyes on the men who didn't pay attention to their hostages, believing them asleep.

"Elliot ?" one of them said. "We're on our way to the vault."

The one who was named Elliot nodded and waved to his other friend.

"Tom, stay here and keep an eye on them. I'm gonna change my clothes."

Inwardly Sam raised her eyebrows. She was wondering why he wanted to change his clothes. Did he have time to do that ?

Moreover, something was disturbing her in the man's voice. Not his voice precisely, but more something about his accent.

She couldn't really observe them because of the desks and chairs in front of her but she could hear them and the way they were speaking to each other reminded her the way of speaking of some marines.

As she was lost into her thoughts, she heard Elliot coming back.

Without a word he replaced Tom and this one left the room.

Elliot walked among the victims and looked at them.

Sam closed her eyes and could have sworn that he was able to hear her own heartbeat. She tried to look as peaceful as possible, as if she was totally unaware of her current situation.

She was praying for Cassie to be a good actress.

"I'm ready" said Tom coming back to them.

Elliot looked at them and walked towards him.

"He'll be there in a while" he said flatly.

Sam risked to open her eyes just to glance at them.

She saw the back of Elliot and noticed that he and Tom were wearing the same grey and blue working clothes.

Both of them walked away from the hostages. Elliot stood in Sam's visual field. She could say that he was looking outside as if he was expecting something or someone.

She finally looked at Cassie who had still her eyes closed.

Sam squeezed her hand softly and the young girl opened her eyes to see Sam smiling nicely to her.

"Gonna be OK." Sam mouthed silently as Cassie nodded with a small and anxious smile.

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Jack was pacing up and down the corridors. He couldn't believe that he'd be so bored without any mission and moreover -to be honest- without his favourite major to visit.

He found himself in her lab. He could feel her presence and smiled noticing how everything was always kept in order.

Nothing left to chance here.

He looked at something under the microscope, took the magnifying glass making his eye bigger than the other. He put it down and sighed.

He remembered her smile when he had done that. She was really the only one to smile or laugh at his stupid jokes or child behaviour.

He sat on Sam's stool and span around several times on himself before stopping.

He tried to find his equilibrium, leaning his hands on the table.

However, inadvertently he pressed a key of her keyboard.

"OOPS" he said biting his lips as a password was asked.

"what could it be ?" he wondered out loud, finally smiling as he had found something to do.

'naquada' he wrote but the 'FAILED' written in red made him think that it was a mistake.

He looked around him to guess what could have influenced her.

Nothing but scientific machines. He didn't even know the name of half of them.

And he knew that her password was certainly not 'microscope' or 'computer' or something like that.

"For Cryin' out loud" he thought getting up quickly.

He wasn't the kind of guy to search in his friends' private lives and frankly, he was really afraid of causing any damage to Sam's computer.

Hell he valued his life !

He walked out of her lab checking that no one had seen him in it and reached the first elevator he found, with his hands in his pockets, whistling trying to look innocent.

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Janet was checking SG5 results when an airman came into the infirmary.

"Excuse me Doctor Frazier." he said

"What is it airman ?" she wondered with a welcoming smile.

"You got a call. On line two." he said waving to the phone.

"Thanks" she replied as he was leaving the room.

'Doctor Frazier ?" she said picking up the phone.

"Oh, uh, Hi Doctor. I'm Cassie's music teacher." replied a woman voice on the other side.

"Is something wrong ?" Janet asked immediately, with an anxious voice.

"Uh, you wanted me to notice you if your daughter missed the class, so I just wanted to tell you that she didn't come for her lesson."

Janet stayed silent trying to understand why Cassie would have missed her lesson while Sam was there to lead her.

"Doctor Frazier ?" the teacher asked for the third time

"oh yeah, sorry, thanks for letting me know. I got to go. Thanks again. I'll call you later to tell you what happened."

"Sure. Bye."

"Bye" replied Janet absently.

She turned on herself and took a deep breath.

"Come on Janet, they must have been talking and they didn't see what hour it was" she thought trying to reassure herself.

She grabbed her bag and got her mobile. She looked for Sam's number and dialled it.

She heard the tonality and was playing nervously with the string of her bag.

And as she was afraid of, she heard Sam's machine.

Janet tried a new time, thinking that Sam might have been driving and that Cassie didn't manage to reach the phone on time.

However the second try was as useless as the first one.

She hesitated a second but hang up before leaving a message.

She also tried Cassie's phone but as she'd feared she also had no result.

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As ever for 25 years now, Jerry was on his round's. Nothing really serious had ever happened during all those years of service in the police. He was a good cop. At least he thought he was.

He looked at the passenger seat of his patrol car. Amy was looking out.

She was a new recruit coming right from the Police Academy. She wanted to keep law and order in her country just like her father did.

Jerry smiled inwardly. He was proud of being able to learn some stuff to her. They've made quite a good team for more than one month now.

They've immediately liked each other. She made him think of the daughter he had never had and she saw in him the father she'd just lost.

"Jerry ?" he heard her soft voice echoed in the police car, getting him out of his thoughts.

"Yeah ?"

"Should the bank be closed today ?" she asked as they were driving in front of the bank.

"Dunno." he replied glancing towards the building.

"It looks empty. Don't ya think ?" she asked again as Jerry was slowing down the car.

"mmh." he said observing the surroundings trying to notice any signs of problems.

"Don't you think we'd better have a look ?"

He looked at her and saw her puppy dog eyes. She wanted so much to impress him. He nodded and parked the car on the road side.

"I'll be right back." he said

"May I come with you ?" she wondered

"If you really want to." he replied with a smile

They both left the car and walked towards the bank.

They stopped in front of the doors and Jerry tried to open it.

"Closed" he said more for himself than for Amy.

She looked through the window putting her hands on the glass to attenuate the reflection of the glistening sun.

She saw Elliot and Tom.

"There are two guys in." she whispered

Jerry put his hand near to his hip pocket and knocked on the door.

Elliot came to him but stayed behind the door. He was wearing his mask again to hide his face.

"Hey sir" Elliot said lifting up his mask, just enough to make his voice sounded clear but not too much to let his face appeared.

"Hey son" replied Jerry trying to look over Elliot's shoulder.

"Is there something wrong ?" Elliot wondered while Amy was still looking through the window observing Tom.

"Whatchyadoin?" Jerry asked. "Can't you open the door ?"

"Problem of ventilation. I'm sorry sir, I just can't open the door. We're testing the air conditioning." he replied sounded really confident.

"Jerry ?" asked Amy glancing to her partner.

This one looked at her and then at Elliot.

"Have a good day son." he said as a phone ring was heard from inside the bank.

Elliot glanced over his shoulder and looked back at Jerry. He shrugged.

"Must be my wife. Always wondering where I am."

Jerry nodded and turned to Amy.

"Let's go now." he said with grave eyes.

If ordinarily Amy would have argued, this time, she just nodded and followed her mate to the car.

They drove away from the bank, just enough to be out of their view and Jerry stopped the engine.

"There was something wrong." Amy declared looking at him.

"I think you're right." he replied. "Let me check if any society has been asked for a ventilation problem" he said taking his walkie-talkie.

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To be continued

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