A/N: Hey guys thanks for the reviews overnight!! I figured it's not long enough to leave stranded for a couple of days so I decided I'd have to at least start the next chapter now!! Hope you enjoy :D!

CHAPTER ONE: It Starts With One Thing

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"I don't know why the President would want me at this press conference," Jack whined, looking out the window of the limousine they had been supplied with at the now-becoming-familiar Washington.

"Because we're on SG-1, sir," Sam replied.

"That's not a reason," Jack whined.

Sam smiled slightly and returned to staring out the window, wondering how on Earth they were gonna get themselves out of this mess. Not that they needed to, it wasn't their mess to clean up, that was what politicians were for. All they had to do was cop the crap the press would be giving them from now on. A part of her wondered whether they would keep the SGC at Cheyenne Mountain or would they move it some big, open place…like an airport.

"I never imagined this…" Jack said.

"Sir?" Sam asked, confused about what he meant.

"This…I mean I imagined it, but not like this. Now the whole world will know about the Stargate Programme…it'll be strange. We won't be able to go out in public without people knowing who we are, we definitely won't be a top secret facility anymore…" Jack paused. "It's just weird…and strange…and…weirder…"

"I know what you mean, sir," Sam replied. "Everything's about to change…for better or for worse."

"Now the pressure's really on, cos if we don't save the world everyone will know who's fault it is," Jack tried to joke.

But it came out sounding serious.

"If they knew how close they've come to seeing the end of the world before they wouldn't be too comfortable with the Stargate at all," Sam mused.

They lapsed into an awkward silence, there wasn't really much they could say. They finally reached the White House and got out of the limousine. There was a welcoming party waiting for them…but not on organised by the President.

"Colonel Jack O'Neill what can you tell us about the Stargate and the SGC?" a female reporter with bright red hair asked, shoving the microphone in his face.

Jack looked taken aback for a minute, then pushed forward through the crowd, Sam following him.

"Major Samantha Carter, you made the Stargate work in the first place didn't you? You must be extremely smart to be able to do that!"

"Why was the Stargate kept a secret for so long?"

"Do those two bright flashes that appeared in the night sky six years ago have anything to do with the Stargate?"

"Is it true that the last reporter to find out about the SGC was murdered?"

"Are you two having a relationship?"

Jack stopped and glared at the last reporter. "That would be against regulations and no we're not! Could you please all back off? There's a press conference for these kind of things."

With that he stormed up the stairs. Sam smiled at the reporters before running after him.

"Sir, you can't blow up at them like that, it just makes it look like they hit a soft spot…" Sam said.

"Well maybe they did," Jack shot back, storming ahead and leaving Sam alone on the steps.

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Dr Daniel Jackson wandered into the mess hall, looking for someone to talk to. At least there was plenty of conversation going around today…even if none of his friends were there to talk to.

"Hey Daniel," Dr Janet Frasier came up and stood next to him in the food line and grabbed a red jello.

"Oh, hey," Daniel replied. "Do you know where Jack and Sam have gone?"

"Washington," Janet replied, taking her tray and sitting it down on the nearest table.

Daniel grabbed a green jello and followed her. "Why?"

"For the press conference with the President this afternoon," Janet replied.

"Oh they're going to that?" Daniel asked.

Janet nodded. "The President wanted some representatives actually from the SGC to be there at the conference."

"This is gonna be bad for the President's popularity…" Daniel replied.

"What do you think Senator Kinsey wants?" Janet replied. "Have you read the article?"

Daniel nodded and sighed. "Everything's about to change isn't it?"

Just then Teal'c walked into the mess hall and headed over to them. "Good morning Dr Frasier, DanielJackson…"

"Morning Teal'c," Daniel replied.

Before Teal'c even had the chance to sit down the alarms started ringing loudly.

"UNAUTHORIZED OFFWORLD ACTIVATION!"

The three of them stood up and ran to the control room. General Hammond was standing behind Walter Davies who was sitting at the computer.

"Receiving IDC…it's SG-4," Davies announced.

"Open the iris," Hammond said.

"SG-4 aren't due back for six days…" Daniel muttered.

"No they're not," Janet said, running after Hammond towards the Gateroom.

Daniel and Teal'c looked at each other and then decided to follow. Major
Kimberley led the way down the ramp, a grave look on his face.

"What's wrong Major?" Hammond asked.

"Sir, we have bad news…the Goa'uld are planning an attack on Earth," Kimberley reported.

"When, who?" Daniel asked.

"They're on their way now…Anubis is heading it, but all the other remaining system lords are backing him up," Kimberley said. "It doesn't look good, sir."

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"We got swarmed by reporters outside the Whitehouse, sir," Sam said to President Hayes.

"Yes, I'm sorry about that," the President replied. "I've had them cleared away now."

"Uh, Mr President, I'm not wanting to rude or anything but I haven't eaten anything all day…" Jack said.

The President smiled. "I'll have my guard get you some food in a minute…I just wanted to talk about the Press Conference this afternoon…"

Just then the phone rang.

"Hold on a minute, sorry about this," the President picked up. "Yes? General Hammond…yes I have them right here in front of me…I see…I guess we'll have to inform the public…yes General. Goodbye!"

He hung up the phone. Both Jack and Sam looked at him expectantly.

"That was General Hammond…" the President stated, even though they already knew that. "Anubis is heading an attack on Earth…"

Jack leaned back in his chair and let out a low whistle. Sam looked away briefly, as if collecting her thoughts and then turned back to the President.

"Right now…?" she asked.

"Right now," the President replied.

"And everything comes rolling in at once," Jack sighed. "Who gets the job of telling the public?"

"That would be me," the President said. "Colonel, Major, the minute this press conference is over Hammond wants you both back at the SGC."

Jack nodded and shot a worried glance at Sam. He could see she was already trying to think of ways to thwart their attack. The President stood up.

"Gary, can you get these two some food?" the President said.

Gary, the guard, nodded and signalled for Jack & Sam to follow him. They stood up.

"You're dismissed," the President said, his voice now sounding heavy and worried.

Jack and Sam followed the guard to a comfortable looking room where he sat them down and disappeared into a kitchen-like area.

"This sucks," Jack said.

"We have no way to destroy their fleet, not without being on it…" Sam stated.

"Come on, Carter, don't be so negative. I'm sure you can think of a way…" he said.

"It's always me! Why does everyone always turn to me?" Sam burst out. "I don't have all the answer, I can't save the god damn planet that many times…"

Jack looked rather taken aback. "Carter I…"

Sam closed her eyes and breathed out slowly, then she opened her eyes again. "Sorry, sir, I shouldn't have done that. It's just that everything seems to be going wrong at once…"

"Yeah, well things do tend to do that…but we've beaten the odds before – who's to say we can't do it again?" he said.

"Sir, how many times can we beat the odds before they come back and bite us in the ass?" Sam rested her head in her hands. "I can't do this…I want it all to go away."

"You want what to go away?" Jack asked.

"The SGC, the Goa'uld, the press! Everything!" she said quietly.

"It's your dream Carter…" Jack said.

"Yes, its my dream, but the dream's turning into some unbearable nightmare!" she replied. "I just want it to go away…"

She looked up and Jack could see tears forming in her eyes. He leaned forward, closer to her.

"Hey Carter, what's wrong? You're not normally like this…" he said.

"Colonel, I can't do it any longer…I can't save the world any more," she replied.

Jack moved his hand closer to hers and was about to take it when the door opened and Gary came back with their food. The two of them sprung as far apart as possible and Sam wiped the tears that had formed in her eyes away. Gary looked at them suspiciously, but said nothing, putting the food trays down in front of them on the table.

"The press conference has been pushed forward, it'll be starting in twenty minutes," Gary informed them.

"Thank you," Sam said, taking some food and nibbling on it, but she'd suddenly lost her appetite.

She didn't know what had come over her, she wasn't normally like this, she didn't break down and cry, especially not in front of Jack. Everything was just too much all at once, not only did she have the pressure of the SGC on her, expecting her to come up with an answer…but she had the pressure of the entire world. All their eyes would be turning to her for the answer. Everyone would expect it to come from Major Samantha Carter. But what if she couldn't do it? What if she failed? She would be blamed for it and she didn't want that to happen.

She looked up at the clock. In twenty minutes the whole world would know her face, as if they didn't already.

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