He cautiously approached the room he so often visited, where he'd always find her tinkering with some gadget or other, the door was open slightly, he pushed it open slightly to get a better view inside. To his surprise the figure dressed in a white coat that sat on a near by stool operating some computer equipment was one that he thought he'd never see again.

"Sam" he said a little shocked

"Hey Sir glad to see you up and about" she replied

"Dr Frasier, just told me, I had to see if it was true or not" he said

"It's true" she said looking over at him till her vision was totally locked onto his face "I'm sorry Sir" she continued her face full of a variety of emotions

"Why be sorry this is a good thing" he said

"Is it?" she asked

"Sure it is, I mean, I'm not sure how or why yet, right now I don't care, all I know is there'll be one little man who will be happy to see you, apart from me that is" he said

"And who's that Sir" she asked

"Connor our son, and what's with all this Sir business, we sorted it out months ago, I'm retired Sam you can call me Jack" she said

"Connor" she said giving him that puzzled look he'd just got from doctor Frasier

"Yeah please tell me you remember" he said

"Sir, your not retired"

"I retired Sam, we have a son Jake Connor O'Neill, he's three months old" he replied

"That's impossible Sir" she said

"Oh for cryin' out load, is it? and please call me Jack, if you say Sir once more to me today while in this room I'm leaving I've had about as much as I can take today already" he said

The room fell silent Sam turned her attention back to her work and Jack just figured if that's what she wants he'll leave her to it, he was about to leave the room when there was a,"Jack, wait" coming from behind him.

"Sam" he replied as he turned around to see what appeared to be his second in command and close friend and more with tears rolling down her face

He closed the door behind him and began to look for a box of tissues "hey what's up?" he asked

"It's nothing" she replied

"Don't give me that, I know you, this isn't the Sam Carter I know, now are you going to tell me what's bothering you or do you want me to make it an order" he said grabbing some tissues and pulling a stool up next to her

He handed her the tissues "thanks" she said drying her eyes a little

"So what can I do to get my Sam Carter back then?" he asked trying to get a little smile from her

"I'm not sure you can" she answered

"Oh, it's not that bad I'm sure whatever it is I'll try and help" he replied

She laughed at what had just been said slightly "it's not that simple" she replied before turning away from him

"Try me" he said placing his hand on her shoulder

"I'm off the team Sir" she said

"Come again, since when? why?" he asked he always thought he would be the one to be kicked off the team. Not Carter she played everything by the rulebook followed orders, you name it she did what was needed and much more "I'll go straighten this out with Hammond you are needed on sg-1" he said

"I've been off the team ever since we got me back through the gate"

"Why?" he asked

"You know Sir, Dr Frasier told you" she replied

"You were here yes, she told me"

"I thought she'd told you and that's why you were here" she replied

"Told me what Carter?" he asked in concern

She started to mess with some gadget lying around next to the computer, he could tell something was bugging her by the way she wasn't even interested in the object she was fussing with she almost seemed miles away.