Sam's POV
I had just come back from a month long mission with SG-5 looking at and advanced power system that could diminish pollution totally.
I was sat in the mess hall with the rest of SG-1, catching up on mission reports, and realising how much I had missed the Colonels and Daniels bickering. I wasn't really listening to what they were saying until one of Daniel's comments caught my ear.
"How's Emma doing?" he asked.
"Who's Emma?" I asked, but it wasn't until I looked up at the guys' faces that I realised that I didn't need an answer. Emma was the Colonel's new girlfriend I had been hearing rumours about. I guess they weren't just rumours.
"Oh," is all I can come out with, which is actually quite impressive as I can feel my heart breaking into a million pieces. Thankfully Major Carter mode kicks in, saving me from breaking down right there in the middle of the mess hall.
"I'm just going to go check on one of my experiments" I mutter, racing out of the room, leaving the guys looking perplexed.
I spend the rest of the day in a daze, trying to finish reading the reports but spending most of the time thinking 'why?' 'Ok so it had been my suggestion to leave it in the room, but he knew I had feeling for him, didn't he?'
I race out of the base as soon as I can, and barely make into my house before I collapse onto the floor, tears streaming down my face, screaming at the unfairness of my life.
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Jack's POV
"Who's Emma?"
Those words are going to haunt me for the rest of my life. Sam's face when she looked up, when she realised, if I had known it would hurt her so badly I would never have started dating Emma. I was lonely, she had been on her mission about two weeks, and I was missing her like mad. I went to a club, to get drunk, have a bit of fun, instead I met Emma. It was supposed to have been one night, no strings, but three weeks later we are still seeing each other. Or were, because I don't think I'll ever be able to look at her again, knowing the pain she, I caused Sam.
I phoned Emma the minute I got back to my office after the mess hall incident, told her that it was off, that I never wanted to see her again. I just hope that Sam will be ok, that I haven't lost her friendship, the possibility of something more forever, as I still love her, crazy as it might seem, I do. I know that, and I hope she does. Locking up my office, I head home, to my now empty home.
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Sam's POV
I've finally managed to get myself off the floor, well managed to get to my stash of alcohol, grab the bottle of vodka, before collapsing on the floor again. I'm sat on the floor, tears still pouring down my face, remembering all the good times me and Jack had, I can call him Jack now, because I don?t care anymore, mainly because I have drunk almost the whole bottle of vodka, but I don't care, it helped.
"RING RING"
What the hell... oh right, the telephone. Reaching over for it, I miss, falling to the floor before picking myself up and trying again, this time managing to grab hold of the receiver before I fall down.
"Hello?" I yell down the phone.
"Sam? Is that you?" that voice, it sounds familiar, but I can't think why.
"It's Janet."
"Ah, Janet, Hi, What you up to?"
"Sam, are you drunk?"
"Hmm, am I drunk? I don't know, do I get drunk on a bottle of vodka?" I ask, getting more and more confused each minute.
"Sam, stay where you are, I'm coming over." Wow, she sounds concerned, wait why is Janet concerned? I'm fine.
"I'M FINE," I yell at her down the phone, but she has put down the phone.
Oh well, I try to take a drink out of the bottle, but finding it empty I throw it across the room where it smashes into a lamp.
"Oops" I laugh as they fall breaking to the ground.
"I need alcohol" I shout to my plant, "Where can I get alcohol?"
"At the nightclub." Wait, did my plant just answer me? Oh well, guess I'm more drunk than I thought, but the nightclub sounds like a good idea, especially if it has alcohol, lots and lots of alcohol.
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Jack's POV
"RING RING"
"Who the hell is phoning me at this time of night" I wonder as I head to get the phone.
"Hello??"
"Colonel, thank god your in." What's Janet doing phoning me, and why does she sound so scared.
"What happened?" I ask, not sure if I want to know the answer.
"It's Sam," She says, and I can feel my heart rate go up.
"What happened?" I ask again.
"I phoned her up...and...well she was drunk."
"Sam was drunk?" I ask, completely shocked.
"That's not the worst," she caries on, "I told her to stay there, that I would come round, but when I got there no one was in, and her car was gone."
"Wait, let me see if I am getting this right, Sam is drunk, missing, and probably driving in her car whilst drunk."
"Yep."
"Shit." This cannot be good.
"I've got to find her," I tell Janet, looking for my car keys.
"Good Luck." She replies, and putting down the phone, I look about me, trying to think where Sam would have gone.
I had just come back from a month long mission with SG-5 looking at and advanced power system that could diminish pollution totally.
I was sat in the mess hall with the rest of SG-1, catching up on mission reports, and realising how much I had missed the Colonels and Daniels bickering. I wasn't really listening to what they were saying until one of Daniel's comments caught my ear.
"How's Emma doing?" he asked.
"Who's Emma?" I asked, but it wasn't until I looked up at the guys' faces that I realised that I didn't need an answer. Emma was the Colonel's new girlfriend I had been hearing rumours about. I guess they weren't just rumours.
"Oh," is all I can come out with, which is actually quite impressive as I can feel my heart breaking into a million pieces. Thankfully Major Carter mode kicks in, saving me from breaking down right there in the middle of the mess hall.
"I'm just going to go check on one of my experiments" I mutter, racing out of the room, leaving the guys looking perplexed.
I spend the rest of the day in a daze, trying to finish reading the reports but spending most of the time thinking 'why?' 'Ok so it had been my suggestion to leave it in the room, but he knew I had feeling for him, didn't he?'
I race out of the base as soon as I can, and barely make into my house before I collapse onto the floor, tears streaming down my face, screaming at the unfairness of my life.
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Jack's POV
"Who's Emma?"
Those words are going to haunt me for the rest of my life. Sam's face when she looked up, when she realised, if I had known it would hurt her so badly I would never have started dating Emma. I was lonely, she had been on her mission about two weeks, and I was missing her like mad. I went to a club, to get drunk, have a bit of fun, instead I met Emma. It was supposed to have been one night, no strings, but three weeks later we are still seeing each other. Or were, because I don't think I'll ever be able to look at her again, knowing the pain she, I caused Sam.
I phoned Emma the minute I got back to my office after the mess hall incident, told her that it was off, that I never wanted to see her again. I just hope that Sam will be ok, that I haven't lost her friendship, the possibility of something more forever, as I still love her, crazy as it might seem, I do. I know that, and I hope she does. Locking up my office, I head home, to my now empty home.
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Sam's POV
I've finally managed to get myself off the floor, well managed to get to my stash of alcohol, grab the bottle of vodka, before collapsing on the floor again. I'm sat on the floor, tears still pouring down my face, remembering all the good times me and Jack had, I can call him Jack now, because I don?t care anymore, mainly because I have drunk almost the whole bottle of vodka, but I don't care, it helped.
"RING RING"
What the hell... oh right, the telephone. Reaching over for it, I miss, falling to the floor before picking myself up and trying again, this time managing to grab hold of the receiver before I fall down.
"Hello?" I yell down the phone.
"Sam? Is that you?" that voice, it sounds familiar, but I can't think why.
"It's Janet."
"Ah, Janet, Hi, What you up to?"
"Sam, are you drunk?"
"Hmm, am I drunk? I don't know, do I get drunk on a bottle of vodka?" I ask, getting more and more confused each minute.
"Sam, stay where you are, I'm coming over." Wow, she sounds concerned, wait why is Janet concerned? I'm fine.
"I'M FINE," I yell at her down the phone, but she has put down the phone.
Oh well, I try to take a drink out of the bottle, but finding it empty I throw it across the room where it smashes into a lamp.
"Oops" I laugh as they fall breaking to the ground.
"I need alcohol" I shout to my plant, "Where can I get alcohol?"
"At the nightclub." Wait, did my plant just answer me? Oh well, guess I'm more drunk than I thought, but the nightclub sounds like a good idea, especially if it has alcohol, lots and lots of alcohol.
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Jack's POV
"RING RING"
"Who the hell is phoning me at this time of night" I wonder as I head to get the phone.
"Hello??"
"Colonel, thank god your in." What's Janet doing phoning me, and why does she sound so scared.
"What happened?" I ask, not sure if I want to know the answer.
"It's Sam," She says, and I can feel my heart rate go up.
"What happened?" I ask again.
"I phoned her up...and...well she was drunk."
"Sam was drunk?" I ask, completely shocked.
"That's not the worst," she caries on, "I told her to stay there, that I would come round, but when I got there no one was in, and her car was gone."
"Wait, let me see if I am getting this right, Sam is drunk, missing, and probably driving in her car whilst drunk."
"Yep."
"Shit." This cannot be good.
"I've got to find her," I tell Janet, looking for my car keys.
"Good Luck." She replies, and putting down the phone, I look about me, trying to think where Sam would have gone.