Title: Just a Silly Feeling Chapter 8
Spoilers: Just basic knowledge
Rating: PG-13 I guess
AN: Back by popular demand! Thanks everyone for the quick reviews! I wouldn't have written this as fast if it wasn't for you guys… so thanks!
Jack awoke a short while later, somewhat surprised where he was. Four days ago, he was Carter-less, unable to fully function to any degree, other than to find her. And now, she was asleep in his arms, his arms, in his world, with him. He squeezed her slightly just to make sure, and let out a sigh of relief.
Then he started to notice how uncomfortable she was. She was still asleep, her eyes were constantly moving. He realized she was having a bad dream. He knew how bad it could be when woken up from a bad dream; it could be as bad waking someone up who was sleep walking, the person can be so disoriented. Unfortunately, he had no time to make a decision.
"GET OFF ME!" she started screaming at him. He immediately let go of her and sat up, but didn't want to keep to distant. She didn't know where she was, so she thought she was back with Alumbi he realized.
"Sam, Sam! Sam stop you're here!" He tried to calm her down, but it wasn't working.
"No! I'm tired of this! I won't let you do this to me anymore! Just kill me already! God please just make it stop and kill me!" Jack was shocked at the desperation in her voice, did she ever ask Alumbi to kill her before or was this the first time?
"Sam! I'm not going to kill you, god! Stop! You're home! Please calm down." He was pleading with her.
"Bullshit! I won't put up with this anymore! I'll finish it myself! I hate you!" She shoved herself away from him as he started to walk over to her and moved to her kitchen. She went to a drawer and pulled out a large butcher knife and looked at him.
It was dark out now, and the only light on was the one in the living room where they were sleeping. In the darkness, the shadows hid who she used to be and showed who she had become. Their happy, light Sam Carter was gone, and the empty shadow of her now remained. The shadows under her eyes made her almost unrecognizable. Her eyes were also dark and suspicious. And now he was afraid of what she would do to herself, and him.
"Sam, god Sam please. It's me! I promise you it's me! Just give me the knife." He put his hands in front of her in a non-threatening manner. His voice was slow and calm. This is where his training kicked in, but they never trained him to deal with a suicidal friend who he happened to care so much about.
"Screw you. I'm not going to be your toy anymore. I'm finished. I'm done. No more. I can't take it anymore." Seeing her like this was killing him. He knew now that she was broken. If they were trying to get information out of her, she might have given it up. And he couldn't blame her. And then he saw her hand to slightly shake. She knew where she was and she was afraid.
"You know you're here. You don't want to be here." He tried not to sound accusative towards her as he dropped his arms and took another step closer.
"What?" She was confused.
"You don't want to believe that everything happened. You would rather be there. Why Sam?" He didn't understand any of this at all. Why wouldn't she want to be home? And now he got through to her. The knife clattered on the floor as her hands when to her face. She sucked in a large breath and turned to the counter as she put a hand on one to keep her balance. Jack instantly rushed to her side, after kicking the knife away. He reached her right as her knees buckled.
"Oh my god, oh god….." Was all that she could manage out.
"Sam we're all here for you, please just let us help you," he whispered into her hair. She was sitting on the ground and he was cradling her, very much like the way he held Daniel when he was going through withdrawal symptoms.
"I'm sorry I didn't want to be here," she whispered to him.
"Why? Why didn't you want to be here?"
"Because that means it was all real. Everything actually happened. I went there, got kidnapped, then all of that stuff actually happened. I had hoped, god as stupid as it sounds, that I would wake up one day and it would all just be a bad dream." She clung to his arm as he gently rocked her.
"I'm so sorry that you had to go through that Sam. It isn't fair to you at all. If I could go back, god I would have Sam. I tried! We did! He had left so fast after he took you we had no idea where to look! God I'm so sorry." He had to stop talking because his voice was cracking with emotion. They sat there, taking in everything for a while. He assumed that she had passed out from everything happening that day.
He picked her up and went into her room. They kept it nice and clean for her, so it wasn't too awkward for him to be in there. He put her down on the bed and ran his hand through her hair as he sat down next to her. She opened her eyes and turned to him, and he let his hand run down her face and hold it. She put her and on his wrist and stroked his hand with her thumb.
She scooted over as he lay down next to her again, but this time more comfortable. They lay together very much how they had before, she was laying on him and he was holding her.
"Sam, try to sleep. You need it." He was running his hand through her hair to try and soothe her.
"I know. I don't want to though. Every time I close my eyes…" she started as she involuntarily shuddered.
"I know, believe me, I know. Just try not to think of it." She snorted a laugh at him.
"Okay… so what am I supposed to think about then?" The irony wasn't lost in her voice.
"Easier said than done, true. Think about what you want to do now. You're home, think about your job, you dad, your family. Even the dog you should have had as a child," he joked with her. He smiled as a small smile grew on her face. She snuggled into him more, trying to lose herself, and closed her eyes.
A few months had passed since the first night she came back and was with Jack. They never spoke about it, but they both knew she needed it. There was no awkwardness between them for that reason, but no one knew about it.
"Ready Carter?" They were standing on the ramp, ready to go. She had been off- world a few times before today, but today was their first time out again as SG-1. It was just a recon mission, nothing military. Just to get them back into the ease of the team.
Unknown to her, Jack was going to put in a good word for her to command a team of her own. He was really impressed how she led the rebellion. She needed a little more time to get used to everything, but she deserved it.
"Sure am sir. Are you ready?" she asked back in all seriousness, a smile in her voice. It had been a hard few weeks, but she was starting to face everything. It was good to have her back.
"We'll see Carter, we'll see." He patted her on the back and walked up the ramp. She walked up after him, with Daniel and Teal'c behind her. Jonas had left to go back and help his world out. They were happy to see him come back.
The world looking like every other world out there, green trees and such. They walked down the path to talk.
"SG-12 was here a week ago, and they said to take the path straight to see what's interesting for me." Daniel pushed up his glasses by his nose as he looked forward.
"Interesting for you… so that means more archeological stuff, right?" The lack of enthusiasm was evident in his voice.
"Right Jack! Aren't you excited?" he asked with mock excitement and hit him on the back, which earned a certain look he didn't want to receive, but he didn't care and he walked down the path. Teal'c raised his eyebrow and grinned, as he walked after Daniel. Daniel waited for him and started rambling on about what he thought they could find. Sam smiled at Jack and followed the two, and Jack rubbed off whatever Daniel could have left.
"Daniel! We've been here over and HOUR! Haven't you found the stupid entrance yet?!" Jack yelled at him. He was laying on a rock, his back arching over it and his head upside down. His sunglasses were on top of his head as he was rubbing his eyes in boredom.
"Hey! I think I found it!" He was working on an entrance to a cave they found. It looked like Gou'uld, but very abandoned. There was no reason to think that anyone had been there in a while. He pressed a part of the rock in, and the cave door opened.
Everyone walked in and took a look around. It was dark, but the room soon lightened from the movement.
"Oh my god," Daniel muttered. Everyone looked around in shock and horror. There were machines everywhere that didn't look too friendly. The room itself was dark and dim, even with the new lighting.
"Teal'c, what the hell is this place?" Jack asked.
"It is a Gou'uld torture chamber, " he whispered.
"This is, horrifying." Daniel stated as he walked in further. "I wonder how some of them were used.
"Daniel, let's go," Jack said, his voice quiet as he remembered everything that had happened to himself and others.
"Jack, wait. I just need to get a picture of these things first so we can have them on file." He was already oblivious, forgetting about a major who was standing in the doorway, frozen with fear. Her hands were on both sides of the entrance, holding herself up.
"Daniel! I said let's go," he retorted more sharply this time, trying to make him understand.
"Just a second Jack! I'll be done in a minute." He didn't even see her coming.
"You want to know what the hell these things are used for?! I'll frikken show you if you want!" She walked over by each machine. "This one, this one is fun! You lay in the middle and it stretches you until you can feel every bone and joint pop in your body!" Her hand motions were wild with emotion. "This one is appealing too. You lay in the middle of the circle and they strap every limb down and turn the wheel. You are basically being made into a human ball! Maybe they want to play with you." She walked over to another side of the room and opened another door.
"See those bonds right there? They put your arms in them and that's when the real fun begins! There you have your choice of a pain stick, hand device, or even weapons we have like hot metal, coldness, anything sharp, all of that good stuff!" Her voice sounded like someone who was telling what the prizes were on a game show, which was frightening. She walked to yet another side of the room and hit the button for it to open a door.
"This place, now I spent A LOT of time here. This shit, man, this shit messes with you." She walked into the room this time, which sent chills down everyone's spine: it was the same room that Alumbi had them all in when they were in his ship. She walked back to the same counter and pulled out the chemicals she had used before.
"The blue one is probably the best. After you have even a milligram of it, you're gone for a few days. You have nothing to do with your body. And here? This green stuff, it plays with you. You're where you think you aren't, you are with people you want to be with but aren't, it's a real will breaks. Mix them together, it's one hell of a bash!" She was holding up each vial and thrashing them in his face. Then she walked over to where they all dreaded even more.
"And mix those and this together, it's a night you'll never forget, that's for sure." She hit a button as the tell-tale bed came down from the wall. The sarcasm in her words were gone, now it was sadness and dread.
"And it's never over," she stated as she pointed to a sarcophagus. Jack wondered how many times she had used it.
"Sam, I, god I'msosorryididn'tknow!" Daniel was so flabbergasted and embarrassed. He wanted to know what happened to her, but not like this.
"Colonel, are we ready to leave now?" she asked with a flat voice.
"We sure the hell are." He walked out first, then followed by her and Teal'c. Daniel was too humiliated to walk with the three of them. It was a VERY long walk back to the Stargate. Daniel wanted to talk to Sam again, and explain.
"Sam, please, let me talk to you." He jogged up a bit to keep up with her. His hat fell off, and he reached back to grab it. She just ignored him, looked forward, and kept walking.
"Sam, please," he started again.
"Daniel, stop. Just leave her alone." Jack turned around, trying to put a stop to everything and just get home so he could hide from everyone for a while. He knew that's what she would be doing, and he needed to for a while. He thought Daniel was going to say something to him, so he turned and looked at him with a stern 'don't talk don't say anything' look', and Daniel shut up for the remainder of the walk.
"Dad! Good to see you." SG-1 returned to see Jacob Carter standing on the bottom of the ramp. The fake enthusiasm wasn't fooling anyone, but he obviously didn't have time for it right then and there.
"You too Sam. There's something you're going to want to know about." The seriousness in his eyes was a bit discerning, and frightening.
"Loscar! It's good to see you again. But what are you doing here? And where's Tamali?" She was a bit surprised to see him, since Tamali was the leader now, and there was supposed to be someone over there now, which was actually her father, instead of them over here. He and General Hammond were sitting in the briefing room when they all walked in, still in their gear.
"Sam, he's dead." She stopped walking and cocked her head at him.
"What? He's dead? How?" She sat down in the chair right next to him in a single movement.
"Sam, we thought it would help. We didn't know what we were doing, and Tamali didn't even want to, it wasn't even his fault. I'm sorry!" His face contorted as he admitted to something no one knew about yet.
"Loscar. Listen to me. What did you do?" Her voice was hard and slow, deliberate with her words.
"We brought him back Sam! We thought we could control him! But we couldn't Sam, we couldn't! We put him in the sarcophagus…" He covered his face with his hands. She kneeled on the floor in front of him.
"Who?" she asked, almost afraid of the answer. Time seemed to stop.
"Alumbi." She was holding onto his wrists to move his hands when he said his name. Her world stopped, and she could feel her heart beat.
'No, this couldn't be happening,' she thought to herself. The look of utter despair and daze on her face shocked everyone. They all thought that she was starting to get over it, but now they knew it was a front.
"Loscar, how could you? After everything he did to us, to me, to you… you brought him back! Look at everyone he murdered that we cared about. And you gave him life? How? Why? How could you?" She was on her knees before him, her hands on his face forcing him to look at her, into the depths of her eyes to see her sadness. Her voice was quite, almost a whisper. It was the most emotional many people had seen her in a long time.
"We thought that if we brought him back, we could learn information from him to help you!" She looked down from him; he did mean well, but it didn't work at all. She took a second to gather herself and put her front back up.
"Where is he?" she asked, in the military mode the found her in.
"He has his ship back. He's using it's defenses so we can't get in. And he blocked the same passage way that you went in and we came out of. A few Jaffa remained loyal, but not too many."
"What we could do is almost the same thing, take the hill again. This time we can't take the passage way, but we would have better equipment to use. We could use some claymores to take down the shields. With only a few Jaffa to take down, it should be fairly simple, nothing that we haven't faced before. SG-1 couldn't do it along, though. We would need a few other SG teams as back up." She took a second to look around the room. Everyone had an amused look on their face because of how she just assumed that she would get everything she wanted for it.
"If that's alright with you General," she added.
"You have SG teams 2, 5, 8, and 12 as back up. You leave as soon as you check through the infirmary. Dismissed!" He smiled as he told her. Maybe his Sam Carter wasn't lost after all.
TBC… oh I'm such a tease!!
Spoilers: Just basic knowledge
Rating: PG-13 I guess
AN: Back by popular demand! Thanks everyone for the quick reviews! I wouldn't have written this as fast if it wasn't for you guys… so thanks!
Jack awoke a short while later, somewhat surprised where he was. Four days ago, he was Carter-less, unable to fully function to any degree, other than to find her. And now, she was asleep in his arms, his arms, in his world, with him. He squeezed her slightly just to make sure, and let out a sigh of relief.
Then he started to notice how uncomfortable she was. She was still asleep, her eyes were constantly moving. He realized she was having a bad dream. He knew how bad it could be when woken up from a bad dream; it could be as bad waking someone up who was sleep walking, the person can be so disoriented. Unfortunately, he had no time to make a decision.
"GET OFF ME!" she started screaming at him. He immediately let go of her and sat up, but didn't want to keep to distant. She didn't know where she was, so she thought she was back with Alumbi he realized.
"Sam, Sam! Sam stop you're here!" He tried to calm her down, but it wasn't working.
"No! I'm tired of this! I won't let you do this to me anymore! Just kill me already! God please just make it stop and kill me!" Jack was shocked at the desperation in her voice, did she ever ask Alumbi to kill her before or was this the first time?
"Sam! I'm not going to kill you, god! Stop! You're home! Please calm down." He was pleading with her.
"Bullshit! I won't put up with this anymore! I'll finish it myself! I hate you!" She shoved herself away from him as he started to walk over to her and moved to her kitchen. She went to a drawer and pulled out a large butcher knife and looked at him.
It was dark out now, and the only light on was the one in the living room where they were sleeping. In the darkness, the shadows hid who she used to be and showed who she had become. Their happy, light Sam Carter was gone, and the empty shadow of her now remained. The shadows under her eyes made her almost unrecognizable. Her eyes were also dark and suspicious. And now he was afraid of what she would do to herself, and him.
"Sam, god Sam please. It's me! I promise you it's me! Just give me the knife." He put his hands in front of her in a non-threatening manner. His voice was slow and calm. This is where his training kicked in, but they never trained him to deal with a suicidal friend who he happened to care so much about.
"Screw you. I'm not going to be your toy anymore. I'm finished. I'm done. No more. I can't take it anymore." Seeing her like this was killing him. He knew now that she was broken. If they were trying to get information out of her, she might have given it up. And he couldn't blame her. And then he saw her hand to slightly shake. She knew where she was and she was afraid.
"You know you're here. You don't want to be here." He tried not to sound accusative towards her as he dropped his arms and took another step closer.
"What?" She was confused.
"You don't want to believe that everything happened. You would rather be there. Why Sam?" He didn't understand any of this at all. Why wouldn't she want to be home? And now he got through to her. The knife clattered on the floor as her hands when to her face. She sucked in a large breath and turned to the counter as she put a hand on one to keep her balance. Jack instantly rushed to her side, after kicking the knife away. He reached her right as her knees buckled.
"Oh my god, oh god….." Was all that she could manage out.
"Sam we're all here for you, please just let us help you," he whispered into her hair. She was sitting on the ground and he was cradling her, very much like the way he held Daniel when he was going through withdrawal symptoms.
"I'm sorry I didn't want to be here," she whispered to him.
"Why? Why didn't you want to be here?"
"Because that means it was all real. Everything actually happened. I went there, got kidnapped, then all of that stuff actually happened. I had hoped, god as stupid as it sounds, that I would wake up one day and it would all just be a bad dream." She clung to his arm as he gently rocked her.
"I'm so sorry that you had to go through that Sam. It isn't fair to you at all. If I could go back, god I would have Sam. I tried! We did! He had left so fast after he took you we had no idea where to look! God I'm so sorry." He had to stop talking because his voice was cracking with emotion. They sat there, taking in everything for a while. He assumed that she had passed out from everything happening that day.
He picked her up and went into her room. They kept it nice and clean for her, so it wasn't too awkward for him to be in there. He put her down on the bed and ran his hand through her hair as he sat down next to her. She opened her eyes and turned to him, and he let his hand run down her face and hold it. She put her and on his wrist and stroked his hand with her thumb.
She scooted over as he lay down next to her again, but this time more comfortable. They lay together very much how they had before, she was laying on him and he was holding her.
"Sam, try to sleep. You need it." He was running his hand through her hair to try and soothe her.
"I know. I don't want to though. Every time I close my eyes…" she started as she involuntarily shuddered.
"I know, believe me, I know. Just try not to think of it." She snorted a laugh at him.
"Okay… so what am I supposed to think about then?" The irony wasn't lost in her voice.
"Easier said than done, true. Think about what you want to do now. You're home, think about your job, you dad, your family. Even the dog you should have had as a child," he joked with her. He smiled as a small smile grew on her face. She snuggled into him more, trying to lose herself, and closed her eyes.
A few months had passed since the first night she came back and was with Jack. They never spoke about it, but they both knew she needed it. There was no awkwardness between them for that reason, but no one knew about it.
"Ready Carter?" They were standing on the ramp, ready to go. She had been off- world a few times before today, but today was their first time out again as SG-1. It was just a recon mission, nothing military. Just to get them back into the ease of the team.
Unknown to her, Jack was going to put in a good word for her to command a team of her own. He was really impressed how she led the rebellion. She needed a little more time to get used to everything, but she deserved it.
"Sure am sir. Are you ready?" she asked back in all seriousness, a smile in her voice. It had been a hard few weeks, but she was starting to face everything. It was good to have her back.
"We'll see Carter, we'll see." He patted her on the back and walked up the ramp. She walked up after him, with Daniel and Teal'c behind her. Jonas had left to go back and help his world out. They were happy to see him come back.
The world looking like every other world out there, green trees and such. They walked down the path to talk.
"SG-12 was here a week ago, and they said to take the path straight to see what's interesting for me." Daniel pushed up his glasses by his nose as he looked forward.
"Interesting for you… so that means more archeological stuff, right?" The lack of enthusiasm was evident in his voice.
"Right Jack! Aren't you excited?" he asked with mock excitement and hit him on the back, which earned a certain look he didn't want to receive, but he didn't care and he walked down the path. Teal'c raised his eyebrow and grinned, as he walked after Daniel. Daniel waited for him and started rambling on about what he thought they could find. Sam smiled at Jack and followed the two, and Jack rubbed off whatever Daniel could have left.
"Daniel! We've been here over and HOUR! Haven't you found the stupid entrance yet?!" Jack yelled at him. He was laying on a rock, his back arching over it and his head upside down. His sunglasses were on top of his head as he was rubbing his eyes in boredom.
"Hey! I think I found it!" He was working on an entrance to a cave they found. It looked like Gou'uld, but very abandoned. There was no reason to think that anyone had been there in a while. He pressed a part of the rock in, and the cave door opened.
Everyone walked in and took a look around. It was dark, but the room soon lightened from the movement.
"Oh my god," Daniel muttered. Everyone looked around in shock and horror. There were machines everywhere that didn't look too friendly. The room itself was dark and dim, even with the new lighting.
"Teal'c, what the hell is this place?" Jack asked.
"It is a Gou'uld torture chamber, " he whispered.
"This is, horrifying." Daniel stated as he walked in further. "I wonder how some of them were used.
"Daniel, let's go," Jack said, his voice quiet as he remembered everything that had happened to himself and others.
"Jack, wait. I just need to get a picture of these things first so we can have them on file." He was already oblivious, forgetting about a major who was standing in the doorway, frozen with fear. Her hands were on both sides of the entrance, holding herself up.
"Daniel! I said let's go," he retorted more sharply this time, trying to make him understand.
"Just a second Jack! I'll be done in a minute." He didn't even see her coming.
"You want to know what the hell these things are used for?! I'll frikken show you if you want!" She walked over by each machine. "This one, this one is fun! You lay in the middle and it stretches you until you can feel every bone and joint pop in your body!" Her hand motions were wild with emotion. "This one is appealing too. You lay in the middle of the circle and they strap every limb down and turn the wheel. You are basically being made into a human ball! Maybe they want to play with you." She walked over to another side of the room and opened another door.
"See those bonds right there? They put your arms in them and that's when the real fun begins! There you have your choice of a pain stick, hand device, or even weapons we have like hot metal, coldness, anything sharp, all of that good stuff!" Her voice sounded like someone who was telling what the prizes were on a game show, which was frightening. She walked to yet another side of the room and hit the button for it to open a door.
"This place, now I spent A LOT of time here. This shit, man, this shit messes with you." She walked into the room this time, which sent chills down everyone's spine: it was the same room that Alumbi had them all in when they were in his ship. She walked back to the same counter and pulled out the chemicals she had used before.
"The blue one is probably the best. After you have even a milligram of it, you're gone for a few days. You have nothing to do with your body. And here? This green stuff, it plays with you. You're where you think you aren't, you are with people you want to be with but aren't, it's a real will breaks. Mix them together, it's one hell of a bash!" She was holding up each vial and thrashing them in his face. Then she walked over to where they all dreaded even more.
"And mix those and this together, it's a night you'll never forget, that's for sure." She hit a button as the tell-tale bed came down from the wall. The sarcasm in her words were gone, now it was sadness and dread.
"And it's never over," she stated as she pointed to a sarcophagus. Jack wondered how many times she had used it.
"Sam, I, god I'msosorryididn'tknow!" Daniel was so flabbergasted and embarrassed. He wanted to know what happened to her, but not like this.
"Colonel, are we ready to leave now?" she asked with a flat voice.
"We sure the hell are." He walked out first, then followed by her and Teal'c. Daniel was too humiliated to walk with the three of them. It was a VERY long walk back to the Stargate. Daniel wanted to talk to Sam again, and explain.
"Sam, please, let me talk to you." He jogged up a bit to keep up with her. His hat fell off, and he reached back to grab it. She just ignored him, looked forward, and kept walking.
"Sam, please," he started again.
"Daniel, stop. Just leave her alone." Jack turned around, trying to put a stop to everything and just get home so he could hide from everyone for a while. He knew that's what she would be doing, and he needed to for a while. He thought Daniel was going to say something to him, so he turned and looked at him with a stern 'don't talk don't say anything' look', and Daniel shut up for the remainder of the walk.
"Dad! Good to see you." SG-1 returned to see Jacob Carter standing on the bottom of the ramp. The fake enthusiasm wasn't fooling anyone, but he obviously didn't have time for it right then and there.
"You too Sam. There's something you're going to want to know about." The seriousness in his eyes was a bit discerning, and frightening.
"Loscar! It's good to see you again. But what are you doing here? And where's Tamali?" She was a bit surprised to see him, since Tamali was the leader now, and there was supposed to be someone over there now, which was actually her father, instead of them over here. He and General Hammond were sitting in the briefing room when they all walked in, still in their gear.
"Sam, he's dead." She stopped walking and cocked her head at him.
"What? He's dead? How?" She sat down in the chair right next to him in a single movement.
"Sam, we thought it would help. We didn't know what we were doing, and Tamali didn't even want to, it wasn't even his fault. I'm sorry!" His face contorted as he admitted to something no one knew about yet.
"Loscar. Listen to me. What did you do?" Her voice was hard and slow, deliberate with her words.
"We brought him back Sam! We thought we could control him! But we couldn't Sam, we couldn't! We put him in the sarcophagus…" He covered his face with his hands. She kneeled on the floor in front of him.
"Who?" she asked, almost afraid of the answer. Time seemed to stop.
"Alumbi." She was holding onto his wrists to move his hands when he said his name. Her world stopped, and she could feel her heart beat.
'No, this couldn't be happening,' she thought to herself. The look of utter despair and daze on her face shocked everyone. They all thought that she was starting to get over it, but now they knew it was a front.
"Loscar, how could you? After everything he did to us, to me, to you… you brought him back! Look at everyone he murdered that we cared about. And you gave him life? How? Why? How could you?" She was on her knees before him, her hands on his face forcing him to look at her, into the depths of her eyes to see her sadness. Her voice was quite, almost a whisper. It was the most emotional many people had seen her in a long time.
"We thought that if we brought him back, we could learn information from him to help you!" She looked down from him; he did mean well, but it didn't work at all. She took a second to gather herself and put her front back up.
"Where is he?" she asked, in the military mode the found her in.
"He has his ship back. He's using it's defenses so we can't get in. And he blocked the same passage way that you went in and we came out of. A few Jaffa remained loyal, but not too many."
"What we could do is almost the same thing, take the hill again. This time we can't take the passage way, but we would have better equipment to use. We could use some claymores to take down the shields. With only a few Jaffa to take down, it should be fairly simple, nothing that we haven't faced before. SG-1 couldn't do it along, though. We would need a few other SG teams as back up." She took a second to look around the room. Everyone had an amused look on their face because of how she just assumed that she would get everything she wanted for it.
"If that's alright with you General," she added.
"You have SG teams 2, 5, 8, and 12 as back up. You leave as soon as you check through the infirmary. Dismissed!" He smiled as he told her. Maybe his Sam Carter wasn't lost after all.
TBC… oh I'm such a tease!!