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AUTHOR'S NOTES: Sorry for not getting this chapter up last weekend - i had loads of work. But, i might get chapter 4 up this weekend as im halfway through writing it, and i might get it finished and up. Thanks for all the great reviews - i have tried to make this chapter longer, but its still quite short.
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Personally, Sam wasn't sure what all the fuss about. It seemed to her that everyone was making a mountain out of a molehill. Well, that was a lie, of course, she realised that it was a serious problem that she had seemingly lost parts of her memory, but other than that... Surely she and this Colonel O'Neill couldn't have been that close? To her, he seemed like just another CO who thought that having a woman on their team was a weakness. But, then again, they had apparently worked together for 5 years - a fact verified by both Teal'c and General Hammond. This was all just getting too confusing. She sighed, and shook her head, trying to clear the muddle of thoughts. Maybe she should go and talk to Janet.
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As she walked down the corridor, on her way to the Infirmary, Jack was coming the other way. Neither of them saw the other and they almost bumped into each other, as they tried to go through the same doorway at the same time.
Jack stepped back. "Major," he spoke coldly, his expression neutral and unreadable.
Sam glanced at him, and spoke equally coldly, "Colonel." She moved through the doorway quickly, and continued on her way to the Infirmary.
Jack stood motionless for a moment, watching her go. He shook his head, and sighed, and continued down the corridor in the opposite direction.
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"Janet, could I talk to you?" Sam stood in the doorway to the Infirmary, looking a little tense. Janet looked up at her friend, and nodded, looking concerned.
"Sure Sam. Are you okay?" She asked.
"I'm fine. I just need to talk to someone." Sam answered.
Janet nodded. "Sure, come into my office, we can talk there." Sam nodded, and followed her into the room. Janet closed the door. "So what's wrong?"
Sam sighed, and looked down at her hands. "I'm just so confused. Everyone is making such a big deal of this, and... and I don't know why. Colonel O'Neill just doesn't seem to me to be like the sort of person I would get on with. I just need someone to tell me more about him and our relationship. Why is everyone so shocked about this?" She looked up at Janet, an expression of worry and confusion on her face.
Janet smiled comfortingly at her friend, looking at her with understanding. "Why does everyone think this is such a big deal? Well, I guess it's because SG1 are very close, and its hard for everyone to believe that one member of that team could be completely wiped from another member of the team's memory." She paused.
"Like with you are with Daniel and Teal'c, you and Colonel O'Neill were... are... good friends." Janet corrected herself. "And because you are both military, you have that bond as well. And of course, you both made a great team as CO and 2IC. A really great team, in fact. You worked really well together."
"As for Colonel O'Neill, he's not quite what he seems. He isn't like some sexist CO's. He doesn't mind having you, as a woman, on his team. You've saved his ass on more than one occasion. He did have a problem with scientists though, which as you probably tell, almost brought you both to blows when you first met. I guess he still has the problem with scientists, but he's used to you and Daniel now, even if he never has any idea of what you are talking about."
Sam smiled at this comment. "He even offered to let the Tok'ra, whom he really dislikes, test the Za'tarc cure on him, so that he could save your brain, which he said was more important anyway." Janet paused again, to ponder on what else she could tell Sam about the Colonel.
"He's very protective of his team, never leaves anyone behind. He's had a lot of field experience as well. He was in Black Ops and most of his file is labelled 'Classified'. He sticks to what he believes in and has no qualms about disregarding authority and breaking rules along the way. He trusts his instincts and he's quite often right."
Already, Sam was beginning to feel some respect towards this man. Janet continued.
"One of the reasons that he's been able to survive half of the things that he's been through is that he doesn't talk much about how he is feeling, or about what he's been through. I don't think he likes to show weakness, so he keeps it hidden, and he'll cover any emotions up with sarcasm. But he's a good man."
"I guess first impressions can be wrong, then?" Sam felt slightly guilty for pre-judging him.
"With the Colonel?" Janet smiled. "Most people's first impressions of him generally are." They sat in silence for a while, Sam contemplating this new information about a man she hardly knew, Janet contemplating Sam, her memory loss, and the possible consequences of it. They both looked up simultaneously as the alarms went off around the base.
"That'll be the Tok'ra." Janet nodded as they both stood and made their way towards the gateroom.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Sorry for not getting this chapter up last weekend - i had loads of work. But, i might get chapter 4 up this weekend as im halfway through writing it, and i might get it finished and up. Thanks for all the great reviews - i have tried to make this chapter longer, but its still quite short.
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Personally, Sam wasn't sure what all the fuss about. It seemed to her that everyone was making a mountain out of a molehill. Well, that was a lie, of course, she realised that it was a serious problem that she had seemingly lost parts of her memory, but other than that... Surely she and this Colonel O'Neill couldn't have been that close? To her, he seemed like just another CO who thought that having a woman on their team was a weakness. But, then again, they had apparently worked together for 5 years - a fact verified by both Teal'c and General Hammond. This was all just getting too confusing. She sighed, and shook her head, trying to clear the muddle of thoughts. Maybe she should go and talk to Janet.
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As she walked down the corridor, on her way to the Infirmary, Jack was coming the other way. Neither of them saw the other and they almost bumped into each other, as they tried to go through the same doorway at the same time.
Jack stepped back. "Major," he spoke coldly, his expression neutral and unreadable.
Sam glanced at him, and spoke equally coldly, "Colonel." She moved through the doorway quickly, and continued on her way to the Infirmary.
Jack stood motionless for a moment, watching her go. He shook his head, and sighed, and continued down the corridor in the opposite direction.
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"Janet, could I talk to you?" Sam stood in the doorway to the Infirmary, looking a little tense. Janet looked up at her friend, and nodded, looking concerned.
"Sure Sam. Are you okay?" She asked.
"I'm fine. I just need to talk to someone." Sam answered.
Janet nodded. "Sure, come into my office, we can talk there." Sam nodded, and followed her into the room. Janet closed the door. "So what's wrong?"
Sam sighed, and looked down at her hands. "I'm just so confused. Everyone is making such a big deal of this, and... and I don't know why. Colonel O'Neill just doesn't seem to me to be like the sort of person I would get on with. I just need someone to tell me more about him and our relationship. Why is everyone so shocked about this?" She looked up at Janet, an expression of worry and confusion on her face.
Janet smiled comfortingly at her friend, looking at her with understanding. "Why does everyone think this is such a big deal? Well, I guess it's because SG1 are very close, and its hard for everyone to believe that one member of that team could be completely wiped from another member of the team's memory." She paused.
"Like with you are with Daniel and Teal'c, you and Colonel O'Neill were... are... good friends." Janet corrected herself. "And because you are both military, you have that bond as well. And of course, you both made a great team as CO and 2IC. A really great team, in fact. You worked really well together."
"As for Colonel O'Neill, he's not quite what he seems. He isn't like some sexist CO's. He doesn't mind having you, as a woman, on his team. You've saved his ass on more than one occasion. He did have a problem with scientists though, which as you probably tell, almost brought you both to blows when you first met. I guess he still has the problem with scientists, but he's used to you and Daniel now, even if he never has any idea of what you are talking about."
Sam smiled at this comment. "He even offered to let the Tok'ra, whom he really dislikes, test the Za'tarc cure on him, so that he could save your brain, which he said was more important anyway." Janet paused again, to ponder on what else she could tell Sam about the Colonel.
"He's very protective of his team, never leaves anyone behind. He's had a lot of field experience as well. He was in Black Ops and most of his file is labelled 'Classified'. He sticks to what he believes in and has no qualms about disregarding authority and breaking rules along the way. He trusts his instincts and he's quite often right."
Already, Sam was beginning to feel some respect towards this man. Janet continued.
"One of the reasons that he's been able to survive half of the things that he's been through is that he doesn't talk much about how he is feeling, or about what he's been through. I don't think he likes to show weakness, so he keeps it hidden, and he'll cover any emotions up with sarcasm. But he's a good man."
"I guess first impressions can be wrong, then?" Sam felt slightly guilty for pre-judging him.
"With the Colonel?" Janet smiled. "Most people's first impressions of him generally are." They sat in silence for a while, Sam contemplating this new information about a man she hardly knew, Janet contemplating Sam, her memory loss, and the possible consequences of it. They both looked up simultaneously as the alarms went off around the base.
"That'll be the Tok'ra." Janet nodded as they both stood and made their way towards the gateroom.