PART 2 - Wisdom From the Wise

One Week Later

Sam walked through the corridors with her head down. She made sure her shoulder length hair would stay slightly over her face to cover the now fading bruise on her pale face. Hanson was away on a mission so she would be alone for a few more days. She would be able-

"Sam." the voice stopped her trail of thoughts and she froze. She plastered a smile on her face and turned around.

"Dad! When did you get here?" They hugged.

"About an hour ago." he replied over her shoulder. She didn't want to let go of him. She didn't want him to notice the bruise. A minute later he pulled away. "How's my little girl doing?"

"Good." she continued her walk down the corridor. As they were walking her habit of pulling her hair behind her ears kicked in and she didn't realize what she did until she heard her father gasp.

"What the hell happened?" the General in her father coming out. She quickly put the hair back in place.

"Nothing."

"You expect me to believe that? You might be able to fool others with that , but I know when you lie. You were never a good liar. Too good of a person." he said pulling the hair back to look at the bruise.

"Dad, its nothing, okay?" Sam replied stepping back out of her father's reach.

"Okay. I got to go. When you come to your senses and want to talk about it I'll be in the VIP quarters."

"I'll meet you in the commissary for lunch?" she asked as he started walking away.

"Sure." he said with a small smile on his lips. Happy to know that his daughter could trust him.

Jacob knocked on the door and when he heard a muffled reply, which he assumed was 'come' he opened the door and entered.

"Jacob, what can I do for you?" Hammond asked.

"How long has it been going on?" Jacob demanded.

"Has what been going on?" Hammond asked, not totally sure what he was talking about, but did have a good idea.

"Hanson beating the crap out of my little girl!" Jacob replied raising his voice.

"Her first was a broken arm and that was a little over six months ago."

"And the bruises?"

"So far Dr. Fraiser reported no bruising anywhere."

"I just saw her. She has a fading bruise right across her face."

"Look, Jacob. I know your upset, so am I along with others that have a hunch about what is happening to her, but until she says how she got the broken bones there is nothing I can do to help her. I'm sorry."

"I understand. I'll try to get her to talk. The second she talks though, I want Hanson discharged. I'm meeting her in the commissary, I'll talk to you before I leave."

Hammond just nodded. When Jacob got to the door he turned around.

"Look after my little girl for me George."

"I already have and I will like she is my own daughter." Hammond replied.

The morning flew by. Luckily no one stopped by her lab. She walked down to the commissary and spotted her father in the back. She grabbed a tray and after getting her food she walked to the back.

"So." he started out.

"So." she repeated.

"Feel like telling me what happened."

"Like I said, nothing happened. Jonas and I just got in a fight. He caught me off guard, I didn't have time to block his punch."

"That doesn't give him the right to punch you." he paused. "He broke your wrist also didn't he?" She just nodded an affirmative as she felt the tears coming. "Why do you stay with him?"

"I can change him. I know I can." she replied.

"Sam, he has to want to change. Until he's willing to change, he will keep doing this. He likes to prove he has the power over you. What makes him loose control?"

"Well, the wrist, I really don't know. He got back from a P3R 4XI and just started yelling. He grabbed my wrist when he was yelling and just kept twisting it. As for my fading bruise, Colonel O'Neill stopped by the house and Jonas came home when we were talking on the porch. Jonas overreacted."

"Sam, you need to get out of the situation. It wont get better. Guys like Hanson crave on power. He has a power of you that he wont stop unless you make him."

"I never thought I'd hear you tell me to divorce my husband."

"He's hurting my little girl. Hold on, Selmac wants to talk." Sam nodded. He closed his eyes and Selmac began to speak. "Hello, Samantha. I am sorry for you situation. May I ask if he broke your wrist just in a fight, why did he break you arm previously?" Jacob came back, "Sorry, Sam. You don't have to answer that. Selmac is just interested. This is the first time he heard of domestic violence."

"It's okay." she looked down at her untouched lunch. "He found out I went on the pill."

They continued to talk for about an hour. Jacob finally had to get back to the Tok'ra home world. She walk him to the gate room. The General and the Colonel were already there to say their goodbyes. It amazed her at how much her father and Colonel O'Neill got along. They got along better than him and Jonas. Although Jonas never did like her father. After saying his goodbyes to them he came over to give her a hug goodbye.

"Get out of the situation, kiddo." he whispered in her ear.

"I can't." she said through her fresh tears. Jacob pulled back and looked her in the eye.

"Why not? Your being abused physically and emotionally." she didn't answer right away. She had to time it perfect for when the wormhole established. When the seventh chevron locked she took a deep breath. Right at the kawoosh she said the two words she's been dreading to say to anyone.

"I'm pregnant."

TBC