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Chapter 6 – Making Changes
"As far as I can tell General, she appears to be in perfect health – I can find no after effects or anything wrong with her at all" Janet sighed. "Any idea what caused it in the first place?" Hammond said, frowning. "None sir. I guess we'll never know"
Sam smiled. She hadn't told any of them about her encounter with Daniel, mainly because she didn't think they'd believe her, but also because she felt it was something only they should know about. The consequences of it though, everyone was going to know about. She smiled to herself. She was going to do it, tonight.
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Jack was sat in his office, pretending to be reading something, when really all he could think of was Sam. He had been so scared when he thought he might lose her, and so happy when she came back. He didn't care how or why it happened; he was just so relieved she was back with him.
With him. She wasn't with him though. When she grabbed hold of him as she came round, she had held him so tight, and it felt so good to hold her.
Could she really be his? He highly doubted it, but she couldn't hold someone like that, and not feel something, could she? Don't be stupid, he told himself. She held you because she was glad to be alive, not because she loves you. Why would someone as amazing as her love someone like you?
Try as he might, he could never find an answer to that question. Not feeling like working anymore, he grabbed his coat and left, ignoring the airman calling to him on his way out. He didn't feel like talking to anyone.
************************************* He got home, checked his answering machine, and upon finding no messages, as usual, he got himself a beer, and collapsed on the sofa.
He was awoken and hour later by a strange ringing in his ear. The phone? No it couldn't be - who would want to ring him? Daniel used to, all the time, before he... left. Now he was gone, there was no one left to call him.
It was the phone! He didn't dare to hope it was Carter, he knew better than that.
"O'Neill" he barked. "Sir? It's me, Carter" His heart jumped. Calm down, he told himself. She probably doesn't want anything important. "Carter! Hey, how are you?" God, that sounded lame, he told himself. "I'm fine sir. Erm... Can we talk?" Sure, he could talk to her all day! "Um... Yeah, I'll be over in 20 minutes" Ok, that sounded better. "OK, see you then sir" What could she possibly want? Strangely enough, he didn't care – she wanted to talk to him! That was enough. Now the biggest, most important question: what the hell was he going to wear?
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He stood outside her house, not believing how nervous he was. Calm down, he told himself, this isn't high school. He knocked on the door sharply. "It's open!" Came the reply. Hands nearly shaking, he opened the door, and walked in to the living area.
The whole place was surrounded by flickering candles. Standing in the middle of them all, was Sam, dressed in a long, floaty black dress. She was holding a piece of paper in her hand, and looked as nervous as he felt. "Surprise!" She whispered.
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Well... what did you think? Please RnR, I'm nearly finished now, only 2 chapters to go!!!
Chapter 6 – Making Changes
"As far as I can tell General, she appears to be in perfect health – I can find no after effects or anything wrong with her at all" Janet sighed. "Any idea what caused it in the first place?" Hammond said, frowning. "None sir. I guess we'll never know"
Sam smiled. She hadn't told any of them about her encounter with Daniel, mainly because she didn't think they'd believe her, but also because she felt it was something only they should know about. The consequences of it though, everyone was going to know about. She smiled to herself. She was going to do it, tonight.
****************************************
Jack was sat in his office, pretending to be reading something, when really all he could think of was Sam. He had been so scared when he thought he might lose her, and so happy when she came back. He didn't care how or why it happened; he was just so relieved she was back with him.
With him. She wasn't with him though. When she grabbed hold of him as she came round, she had held him so tight, and it felt so good to hold her.
Could she really be his? He highly doubted it, but she couldn't hold someone like that, and not feel something, could she? Don't be stupid, he told himself. She held you because she was glad to be alive, not because she loves you. Why would someone as amazing as her love someone like you?
Try as he might, he could never find an answer to that question. Not feeling like working anymore, he grabbed his coat and left, ignoring the airman calling to him on his way out. He didn't feel like talking to anyone.
************************************* He got home, checked his answering machine, and upon finding no messages, as usual, he got himself a beer, and collapsed on the sofa.
He was awoken and hour later by a strange ringing in his ear. The phone? No it couldn't be - who would want to ring him? Daniel used to, all the time, before he... left. Now he was gone, there was no one left to call him.
It was the phone! He didn't dare to hope it was Carter, he knew better than that.
"O'Neill" he barked. "Sir? It's me, Carter" His heart jumped. Calm down, he told himself. She probably doesn't want anything important. "Carter! Hey, how are you?" God, that sounded lame, he told himself. "I'm fine sir. Erm... Can we talk?" Sure, he could talk to her all day! "Um... Yeah, I'll be over in 20 minutes" Ok, that sounded better. "OK, see you then sir" What could she possibly want? Strangely enough, he didn't care – she wanted to talk to him! That was enough. Now the biggest, most important question: what the hell was he going to wear?
*****************************
He stood outside her house, not believing how nervous he was. Calm down, he told himself, this isn't high school. He knocked on the door sharply. "It's open!" Came the reply. Hands nearly shaking, he opened the door, and walked in to the living area.
The whole place was surrounded by flickering candles. Standing in the middle of them all, was Sam, dressed in a long, floaty black dress. She was holding a piece of paper in her hand, and looked as nervous as he felt. "Surprise!" She whispered.
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Well... what did you think? Please RnR, I'm nearly finished now, only 2 chapters to go!!!
