Title: Just a Silly Feeling Chapter 4
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Just some basic knowledge
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't own em.
AN: Good lord it took me forever but here's another chapter! Thank you to EVERYONE who took time to review! If I didn't send you a thank you personally, I'm sorry but THANK YOU! I hope you all enjoy this!!
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Jack sat outside of the room the rest of the people were in. The night was getting colder, but he didn't even feel it on his skin. He was listening to the scraping sound of a shovel. She was shoveling his grave. He was only a small boy, so it wasn't too long.
Everyone was grieving the death of the small child everyone came to know and love. Inside, they were crying, they were remembering stories, they were silent. Outside, she was scraping. And he was listening to her.
"Sam," he started. She hesitated for a whole half second before she ignored him. "
Sam," he said louder. She was audibly annoyed, and shoved the shovel into the dirt. She took a second to wipe a brow before turning to him.
"Sir?" He could hear the attitude in her voice; she didn't want to be bothered.
"You should get some rest. You've being going since, well, I'm guessing a long time." He actually didn't know how long it's been since she rested. At least rested for a few minutes.
"I need to dig this."
"I'll take over for a bit. Come on, hand the shovel over." He started to get up and extended his arm to take the shovel.
"No, it's fine. I've got it." She pushed the shovel back so he couldn't reach it.
"Come on Carter, I'm not that old."
"You should rest up sir. It's going to be a big day tomorrow." Scrape, scrape.
"Speaking of which, do you have a plan? And, you must be exhausted. Everyone needs to be rested up for tomorrow." He hoped that he was getting through to her.
"Fine, sir. I've had worse." The scraping suddenly stopped, and she turned and looked him in his eyes. He's seen that look before. It was the look she used to give him when he would mess with her projects. He could take a hint. When she said she needed to do it, she needed to do it for Kenbrun. She felt she owed it to him.
"All right Sam, don't stay up too late now. Turn the TV off after 11." She didn't laugh. She didn't smile. She was empty.
"Rest up, sir," she repeated. She stuck hard to the military terms. She couldn't get emotional right now, and being GI Jane was how she did it.
'Alright Sam, if you needed the military now, you've got it. I hope you can come out of it later though,' Jack thought to himself as he walked away to the sound of scraping.
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Everyone was in the same room that they were in the previous, horrendous night. Everyone listened to Sam's plan to take down Alumbi. Everyone was nervous.
"The arrival of SG-1 really helps us today. With their training and knowledge of the Gou'uld, they will be an asset. We have the hill in our area, they can't take it from us. We can use this to our tactial advantage. We can line it with C4, and if the Jaffa make it that far, we can blow 'em to hell. Half of you will stay here for the home defense. The other half will come down the hill with me. You will all create a diversion while SG-1 and I infiltrate the compound through the same tunnel we came out of. You will start fighting with the Jaffa outside the compound. Once inside, we will take him out."
SG-1 could see how much respect Sam had earned with these men. She had turned into a wonderful leader who knew was she was doing. Her idea sounded feasible, and after she tweaked it with each group with some more details, it would be wonderful.
They didn't mind that their packs were being picked apart. They didn't mind that they were included in her plan of attack without being asked. They didn't mind at all that they were going to go into battle with their friend again. Everyone was getting ready to go to battle, and Daniel decided to talk to Sam.
"Hey, Sam. How's it going?" He was worried about her. He plan was the most he heard her say in four hours, not that she said much more than that before Kenbrun died. She stopped, looked at him, and continued overseeing the preparation.
"Fine Daniel. Just fine. How are you doing on the bright sunny day?" Wow was she sarcastic.
"Peachy. Sam, are you ready to do this?"
"Mhm..."
"You can't go in emotional. I know I'm not the trained soldier you are," he started.
"That's right Daniel, you aren't. I've fought more battles than you cam imagine. I've fought more fights in the last, however long I've been gone, than I did in the year before! So don't preach to me that I can't go in emotional! I know damn well what I'm doing! And if you think I'm too emotional, then you don't have to come and take down another Gou'uld. Besides, how much emotion have I displayed since you've been here?" Daniel was shocked: he can't remember the last time Sam yelled at him. And he meant really yelled at him. People were looking at them. Jonas and Teal'c were ready to come over and help him out by the looks on their faces. He knew when to back down.
"You know we're here for you Sam, no matter what." His voice was so soft and so sincere that she almost felt guilty, almost. But she was already back to Military Sam, no emotions wanted.
"Alright then. Are you ready?" He stood and looked at her for a second. She wouldn't even notice if he walked away. He thought about touching her arm for a second, but he didn't want to get his ass kicked. He just wanted to get this over with so she could come back home and get some help.
"Yeah Sam, we're good to go."
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The room was running rampant with anxiety in the minutes before the attack. Tundi was going to take the Jaffa on for the diversion. Tamali would stay back and head up the home defenses.
Even though she would never tell anyone, Sam was nervous. Last time she ran through those tunnels, she swore she'd never go back in there to him, to what happened. She could still hear the silent footsteps of her fellow refugees, and feel their fear along with theirs. But if anyone knew what she was feeling, then there was no way anyone would let her go through with it. No matter what she has been through, she still had too many men that were too overprotective of her.
Maybe she needed some girlfriends...
"MajorCarter. Is everything ready? Or do you need assistance?" Even Teal'c was worried.
"Yeah Teal'c, everything's fine." She took one look around and looked at the people in front of her. She looked at her family in front of her.
"Let's move out!" They all moved outside and waited for Sam. She stood in the middle of them, on a part of land that was slightly elevated than the rest of the people.
"When I first arrived here, I knew that I needed to get out and help as many people as possible because that was my training. Get everyone out, do the details later. But after spending time here, and going through everything I went through with everyone, I stopped thinking in a military way, and decided that I needed to get everyone out because you were in the same situation as me. After a while, I started to doubt in my abilities, and that I wouldn't be able to get everyone else out much less myself out. I started to give up. And you all wouldn't let me, you wouldn't let me give up. No matter what they did to me, or to you, we stuck together and we made a plan. Not a plan to live, but a plan to survive. And we did. We may not be living the best lives we can right now, but after today, everyone's life will improve. When we started this fight together, you were only refugees to me. Now, you are my family. And I'll be damned if anything else should happen to my family. So let's keep a clear head out there, and take back a little dignity!"
Everyone listened with strained ears to her speech. No one had really heard her talk like that before, and they liked what they heard. A few sniffles were heard from the women who watched the children. As soon as she finished her last word, everyone cheered "HURRAH!" and threw their hands in the air, pumped, and ready to go.
SG-1 was even amazed to hear her speak like this. They hardly heard her speak from the heart, and when she did, they listened. The speech almost made Jack sad, because he realized that she has become a leader. She was leading this attack, not him. And now, his suspicions were filled, she would make a wonderful leader when they returned.
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"Carter."
"Sir." The way she looked at him told him that he shouldn't even dare ask how she was, or if she was ready, or anything else like that.
"We have everything we need?" he asked after a slight hesitation.
"We sure do."
"Good. That's what I like to hear."
"Same here, sir. Are you ready?"
"When have I not been ready? Even when I'm on vacation, I'm ready." She smiled. She actually smiled at him. It wasn't a great one, but a smile nonetheless.
"A vacation sounds good right about now." It was then Jack realized how vulnerable she really was. He could see it all over her face. Her hair was unbrushed, even though he knew she attempted to run her fingers through it. She had lines and dark spots under her eyes from not sleeping. Dare he ask….
"You know Sam, when this is all over, you're long over due for some vacation time. There's always plenty of fresh air and fish, two of my favorite F's, in Minnesota." There, he did it. Wow, he didn't want to get hurt now.
"Two? What's the other one?" she smirked at him. He almost fell over! Was this the same Sam who he's been with for the last few days? This felt almost… normal. This was too surreal. He hasn't seen his Sam in more than five months, and now here she is, back to her usual banter with him after a horrible twelve hours of finding out who she has become. It was almost like a weird dream. He needed some reality. That was her saying no of course.
"Now now now… that's for a later discussion. So? How about it?" He waited for the moment of truth.
"I think I'd love that." He almost fell over. Total mood change! He knew women could have mood swings… then it hit him. Maybe she didn't think she was going to make it out alive, so she was saying good bye and all the other things she wanted to say to him before she died.
"First thing's first. Let's go fight a little, then have fun. Just like in the academy." He needed to let her know that this was going to be a real fight, and they needed to work for it, even though he didn't think he needed to remind her. Just habit from being the leader.
"Let's do it." And with that said, they all left for the fight of a lifetime.
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TBC
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Just some basic knowledge
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't own em.
AN: Good lord it took me forever but here's another chapter! Thank you to EVERYONE who took time to review! If I didn't send you a thank you personally, I'm sorry but THANK YOU! I hope you all enjoy this!!
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Jack sat outside of the room the rest of the people were in. The night was getting colder, but he didn't even feel it on his skin. He was listening to the scraping sound of a shovel. She was shoveling his grave. He was only a small boy, so it wasn't too long.
Everyone was grieving the death of the small child everyone came to know and love. Inside, they were crying, they were remembering stories, they were silent. Outside, she was scraping. And he was listening to her.
"Sam," he started. She hesitated for a whole half second before she ignored him. "
Sam," he said louder. She was audibly annoyed, and shoved the shovel into the dirt. She took a second to wipe a brow before turning to him.
"Sir?" He could hear the attitude in her voice; she didn't want to be bothered.
"You should get some rest. You've being going since, well, I'm guessing a long time." He actually didn't know how long it's been since she rested. At least rested for a few minutes.
"I need to dig this."
"I'll take over for a bit. Come on, hand the shovel over." He started to get up and extended his arm to take the shovel.
"No, it's fine. I've got it." She pushed the shovel back so he couldn't reach it.
"Come on Carter, I'm not that old."
"You should rest up sir. It's going to be a big day tomorrow." Scrape, scrape.
"Speaking of which, do you have a plan? And, you must be exhausted. Everyone needs to be rested up for tomorrow." He hoped that he was getting through to her.
"Fine, sir. I've had worse." The scraping suddenly stopped, and she turned and looked him in his eyes. He's seen that look before. It was the look she used to give him when he would mess with her projects. He could take a hint. When she said she needed to do it, she needed to do it for Kenbrun. She felt she owed it to him.
"All right Sam, don't stay up too late now. Turn the TV off after 11." She didn't laugh. She didn't smile. She was empty.
"Rest up, sir," she repeated. She stuck hard to the military terms. She couldn't get emotional right now, and being GI Jane was how she did it.
'Alright Sam, if you needed the military now, you've got it. I hope you can come out of it later though,' Jack thought to himself as he walked away to the sound of scraping.
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Everyone was in the same room that they were in the previous, horrendous night. Everyone listened to Sam's plan to take down Alumbi. Everyone was nervous.
"The arrival of SG-1 really helps us today. With their training and knowledge of the Gou'uld, they will be an asset. We have the hill in our area, they can't take it from us. We can use this to our tactial advantage. We can line it with C4, and if the Jaffa make it that far, we can blow 'em to hell. Half of you will stay here for the home defense. The other half will come down the hill with me. You will all create a diversion while SG-1 and I infiltrate the compound through the same tunnel we came out of. You will start fighting with the Jaffa outside the compound. Once inside, we will take him out."
SG-1 could see how much respect Sam had earned with these men. She had turned into a wonderful leader who knew was she was doing. Her idea sounded feasible, and after she tweaked it with each group with some more details, it would be wonderful.
They didn't mind that their packs were being picked apart. They didn't mind that they were included in her plan of attack without being asked. They didn't mind at all that they were going to go into battle with their friend again. Everyone was getting ready to go to battle, and Daniel decided to talk to Sam.
"Hey, Sam. How's it going?" He was worried about her. He plan was the most he heard her say in four hours, not that she said much more than that before Kenbrun died. She stopped, looked at him, and continued overseeing the preparation.
"Fine Daniel. Just fine. How are you doing on the bright sunny day?" Wow was she sarcastic.
"Peachy. Sam, are you ready to do this?"
"Mhm..."
"You can't go in emotional. I know I'm not the trained soldier you are," he started.
"That's right Daniel, you aren't. I've fought more battles than you cam imagine. I've fought more fights in the last, however long I've been gone, than I did in the year before! So don't preach to me that I can't go in emotional! I know damn well what I'm doing! And if you think I'm too emotional, then you don't have to come and take down another Gou'uld. Besides, how much emotion have I displayed since you've been here?" Daniel was shocked: he can't remember the last time Sam yelled at him. And he meant really yelled at him. People were looking at them. Jonas and Teal'c were ready to come over and help him out by the looks on their faces. He knew when to back down.
"You know we're here for you Sam, no matter what." His voice was so soft and so sincere that she almost felt guilty, almost. But she was already back to Military Sam, no emotions wanted.
"Alright then. Are you ready?" He stood and looked at her for a second. She wouldn't even notice if he walked away. He thought about touching her arm for a second, but he didn't want to get his ass kicked. He just wanted to get this over with so she could come back home and get some help.
"Yeah Sam, we're good to go."
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The room was running rampant with anxiety in the minutes before the attack. Tundi was going to take the Jaffa on for the diversion. Tamali would stay back and head up the home defenses.
Even though she would never tell anyone, Sam was nervous. Last time she ran through those tunnels, she swore she'd never go back in there to him, to what happened. She could still hear the silent footsteps of her fellow refugees, and feel their fear along with theirs. But if anyone knew what she was feeling, then there was no way anyone would let her go through with it. No matter what she has been through, she still had too many men that were too overprotective of her.
Maybe she needed some girlfriends...
"MajorCarter. Is everything ready? Or do you need assistance?" Even Teal'c was worried.
"Yeah Teal'c, everything's fine." She took one look around and looked at the people in front of her. She looked at her family in front of her.
"Let's move out!" They all moved outside and waited for Sam. She stood in the middle of them, on a part of land that was slightly elevated than the rest of the people.
"When I first arrived here, I knew that I needed to get out and help as many people as possible because that was my training. Get everyone out, do the details later. But after spending time here, and going through everything I went through with everyone, I stopped thinking in a military way, and decided that I needed to get everyone out because you were in the same situation as me. After a while, I started to doubt in my abilities, and that I wouldn't be able to get everyone else out much less myself out. I started to give up. And you all wouldn't let me, you wouldn't let me give up. No matter what they did to me, or to you, we stuck together and we made a plan. Not a plan to live, but a plan to survive. And we did. We may not be living the best lives we can right now, but after today, everyone's life will improve. When we started this fight together, you were only refugees to me. Now, you are my family. And I'll be damned if anything else should happen to my family. So let's keep a clear head out there, and take back a little dignity!"
Everyone listened with strained ears to her speech. No one had really heard her talk like that before, and they liked what they heard. A few sniffles were heard from the women who watched the children. As soon as she finished her last word, everyone cheered "HURRAH!" and threw their hands in the air, pumped, and ready to go.
SG-1 was even amazed to hear her speak like this. They hardly heard her speak from the heart, and when she did, they listened. The speech almost made Jack sad, because he realized that she has become a leader. She was leading this attack, not him. And now, his suspicions were filled, she would make a wonderful leader when they returned.
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"Carter."
"Sir." The way she looked at him told him that he shouldn't even dare ask how she was, or if she was ready, or anything else like that.
"We have everything we need?" he asked after a slight hesitation.
"We sure do."
"Good. That's what I like to hear."
"Same here, sir. Are you ready?"
"When have I not been ready? Even when I'm on vacation, I'm ready." She smiled. She actually smiled at him. It wasn't a great one, but a smile nonetheless.
"A vacation sounds good right about now." It was then Jack realized how vulnerable she really was. He could see it all over her face. Her hair was unbrushed, even though he knew she attempted to run her fingers through it. She had lines and dark spots under her eyes from not sleeping. Dare he ask….
"You know Sam, when this is all over, you're long over due for some vacation time. There's always plenty of fresh air and fish, two of my favorite F's, in Minnesota." There, he did it. Wow, he didn't want to get hurt now.
"Two? What's the other one?" she smirked at him. He almost fell over! Was this the same Sam who he's been with for the last few days? This felt almost… normal. This was too surreal. He hasn't seen his Sam in more than five months, and now here she is, back to her usual banter with him after a horrible twelve hours of finding out who she has become. It was almost like a weird dream. He needed some reality. That was her saying no of course.
"Now now now… that's for a later discussion. So? How about it?" He waited for the moment of truth.
"I think I'd love that." He almost fell over. Total mood change! He knew women could have mood swings… then it hit him. Maybe she didn't think she was going to make it out alive, so she was saying good bye and all the other things she wanted to say to him before she died.
"First thing's first. Let's go fight a little, then have fun. Just like in the academy." He needed to let her know that this was going to be a real fight, and they needed to work for it, even though he didn't think he needed to remind her. Just habit from being the leader.
"Let's do it." And with that said, they all left for the fight of a lifetime.
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TBC