Major Samantha Carter
By Mlle. Lambert
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Category: Angst, Romance
Spoilers: Small one for "Divide and Conquer"
Season/Sequel: Future Season
Rating: PG
Content Warnings: Character Death
Pairings: Sam/Jack
Summary: Sam thinks about the events leading up to "Sadness."
Status: Complete
Disclaimer: Whoever owns them owns them! If I did, I'd be writing the
scripts, not the fanfic!
Author's Notes: This is a continuation. I always have to have some kind
of a continuation! Please R&R!
Written: September 20, 2003
Archive: Ask me first.
Feedback: Yes, please.
I told him not to do this. Why does he have to do these things?
Higher rank, my eye! He should have listened to me, but no, he had to go
off and blow himself up! Maybe I should have asked Janet to use one of
those big needles sooner. That would have convinced him to stop taking
too many risks.
It all started a few months ago. Actually it was at least three years
ago during the zatarc incident, but I'm not going there. Anyway, over
the years we had grown closer, and I was beginning to fear that we might
be getting too close. I distanced myself from him, hell, I even started
dating again, but nothing could stop my heart from racing when he was
around.
So I made my decision. He came into my lab as I was packing up
everything. I looked up when he knocked.
"Mind if I help?" He asked in his usual tone, but the look in his eyes
told me his emotions were just below the surface.
"Of course, sir…Just grab something and put it in here." I motioned
toward the empty box on the counter.
We didn't speak for a long time. He was the one to break the silence.
"So, Carter, are you going to tell me why you're transferring?"
"Why do you think, sir?" I replied trying not to sound rude.
"It's because of me, isn't it?"
I instinctively looked around for anyone who might overhear our
conversation. Of course, there wasn't anyone anywhere in the lab (big
surprise). "Sir—"
"Sam." He stopped me dead by using my name. "Tell me the truth."
"Yes, I suppose it is…"
He didn't say or do anything for what seemed like an eternity. Finally,
he moved toward me until his body was mere inches from mine. "I'm sorry,
Sam. I tried not to let myself care about you."
"Jack, I'm at fault, too. We both fell in love and tried to push it
away. I guess some things are just out of our control."
"I guess so." He gazed around the room. "What about that guy you've
been dating?"
"He understands and supports me all the way." I saw a flicker
of…something…in his eyes. "But we're not longer together."
I caught the slight smile even though he quickly hid it from view.
"What do you mean? You guys made a great couple!" I knew he didn't
really mean it.
"He came over last night with that intention, but I told him the news
before he said anything about it."
"Sam, I so sorry…for everything." This time I could see it was a
genuine gesture.
He pulled me into a warm embrace. After a while he said, "I'll talk to
Hammond. Maybe he can transfer you somewhere that's near here." He
turned to leave.
"Jack, no."
He turned back. "We're gong to miss you, Major." He cleared his throat
and acknowledged my objection.
"MAJOR CARTER, PLEASE REPORT TO GENERAL HAMMOND'S OFFICE."
We both looked up. I rose to leave, but Jack blocked the way. "I'll go
with you."
"Thank you, sir, but—"
"Ah…no buts, Carter."
I smiled that smile that's reserved just for him. He smiled back, let
me pass, and followed me out the door.
The general didn't move his eyes from his paperwork immediately when we
arrived. "Come in, Major."
We sat down in the two chairs across from him. He finally regarded the
two of us. "Colonel O'Neill, this was intended to be a private meeting
between myself and Major Carter."
"I have something to say, sir." Jack took my hand.
"Go ahead."
I looked at him, telling him mentally not to say anything. He ignored
me.
"I don't want Carter to go."
"Colonel, none of us do, but—"
"Hey now, I'm not finished." Jack stole a glance at me. "I don't care
if this is worthy of a court martial or not, but she's more important to
me than just a friend and colleague."
Now that was a big one. It could have blown up in his face, but Hammond
didn't really seem surprised or to mind at all.
"I know, Jack." It started me for the general to use Jack's first name.
"That's why I called Major Carter here."
I turned my eyes to General Hammond. "What?" I thought, then realized I
had voiced it.
"Major, after some thought, I know where you will be going."
"Where, sir?"
"I suggest you take everything you've already packed out and put it
back. I came to an agreement with General Smith. You will become the
NORAD representative to the SGC."
I couldn't speak. I'd know about NORAD's interest in what had been
going on a few floors below them, and how keen they'd been on having
someone to accompany one of the SG teams on missions. I would have never
thought it could be me.
"…Provided you wish to participate. Well, Major?"
"Oh…of course, sir." I looked sideways to Jack. "I'd be happy to, sir."
"Very good, I will inform General Smith. Let me just say, it's good to
know that such a fine officer as yourself will be staying with us after
all." Hammond gave a slight smile.
"Thank you, sir." I suddenly realized Jack had yet to relinquish hold
on my hand. "Sir?"
"Oh, sorry, Carter." He immediately let go, and we both made to leave.
"Colonel O'Neill, may I have a word with you?"
"Yes, sir." Jack smiled as I closed the door behind me.