Sam made it to the base in record time. She arrived to find Daniel waiting for her at the surface just beyond the security checkpoint.
"Daniel how is he?" She asked trying- and failing- to conceal her eagerness.
"He's fine, well as fine as can be expected. He was a little out of it when he first woke up but he seems to be getting better." Daniel replied.
The two made there way through the maze of halls within the SGC till they came to outside the infirmary. They two stopped in front of the doors and Daniel could hear Sam taking deep breaths, trying to prepare her self.
"Sam, do you want a minute alone?" He asked.
"What? Oh no, he would want to see all of us." She said casually.
"Well Teal'c and I already spoke to him for a while, filled him in on the last few weeks. I tried to tell him in the end what happened with Anubis but he was mad that I did not tape The Simpsons for him. He kind of zoned out after that." Daniel said.
"Come on." Sam said with a smile.
Teal'c was standing by the side of the bed Jack was in and a nurse was filling in something on his chart. They managed to catch the tail end of what was obviously an argument between the nurse and Jack.
"But I feel like I could eat cake. So, unless you can prove it will have an adverse reaction then I would like Teal'c to get me some cake."
"I'm sorry Colonel, but you can not eat until we have been able to do a full assessment of what the stasis chamber has done to you. It will not be much longer." The nurse replied in exasperation.
"Gah! Fine then, no cake, but I am going to remember this." He said.
"Sir?" Sam said quietly walking up to the side of the bed.
"Carter!" Jack said forgetting his cake drama.
"It's good to see you Sir." Sam said fiddling nervously with her fingers.
"You too." Jack replied. A few moments of silence fell on the group before Daniel broke it.
"Ah Teal'c if you have some spare time I could use your help with some translations form the outpost." Daniel said.
"Certainly Daniel Jackson." He replied standing up.
The two left the infirmary leaving Jack and Sam still in that now uncomfortable silence.
"Take a seat Carter." Jack said pointing to the chair beside his bed.
"Thank you Sir." She replied sitting.
"So, Daniel tells me nearly four months have gone bye since we last spoke." Jack said adjusting his blanket.
"Yes Sir, we were sure we had found the lost city but we now believe it is another outpost but this one has a lot more information stored than where we recovered the power generator."
Sam said.
"The what?" He asked.
"The small device we brought back to power the weapon."
"Oh yeah, he mentioned that. So how have you been?"
"Fine, considering..."
"Considering what?"
"Well the fact that we could not help you, that you were stuck...I'm sorry you had to wait so long." Sam said looking away.
"Hey, you did your best, and I am here now. Could have been worse, at least I wasn't being held prisoner by some smarmy, slimy, overdressed..." Jack stopped when he noticed Sam was crying.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked reaching out to touch her arm.
"I'm sorry Sir, I just..." Sam hesitantly reached out and took his hand in her own.
"Sam, it's over." He said softly as he squeezed her hand.
"Until next time." She whispered.
"No, no next time."
"You don't know that Sir."
"Well we can try and stick to it."
"I'm sorry Sir, I think these last few weeks have been a little stressful. I might have caffeine poisoning from all the coffee as well." Sam said wiping her eyes with her free hand, still holding Jack's with the other.
"Yeah I thought as much." Jack replied.
"That obvious?"
"I wasn't going to say anything." He said as he began to trace small circles on her hand with his thumb.
"So I hear Dr Weir is being transferred." Jack asked.
"Yes Sir, she is going to be heading a research facility out of Antarctica."
"She qualified for that?" Jack asked.
"As qualified as she was to run the SGC."
The two spoke for a while longer before the nurse came by to check on him. Sam and Jack did not even realise they were still holding hands when the nurse smiled at them and went to check on another patient.
"So, how are things with Pete?" Jack asked as casually as he could.
"Oh you know, over." Sam replied.
"What? When?"
"Uh yesterday actually." She said looking up at him.
"Look if you don't want to talk about it I understand." Jack said.
"It was not anything spectacular. We were just not matched Sir."
"It happens."
"I think that when the time comes, when I can move on from the SGC, is the time to try and concentrate on... that other stuff."
"Stuff?"
"Technical term Sir." Sam replied with a smile.
"You are going to make someone very happy Sam."
"Oh, maybe."
"No maybe Carter. You will."
"What about you Sir? Do you ever think about moving on from here?" She asked him unable to make eye contact.
"Sometimes. But it's something to do." Sam laughed and squeezed his hand. Her eyes widened and she let out a small gasp as she realised she was still holding his hand.
"Sir I am so sorry." She said turning a shade near crimson.
"What for?" He asked taking her hand again. Sam smiled at him again.
The two spoke for another hour before a familiar face entered the infirmary. Jack and Sam both looked up and released each other's hands before he could see the contact.
"General Hammond Sir." Sam and Jack said in unison as Sam stood to attention.
"At ease Major. Jack, you have more lives than a cat. I'm glad you're ok." He said with a large grin as he moved to shake Jack's hand.
"Thank you Sir, it's good to be thawed out, Walt Disney is gonna love it." Jack said, earning a small grin from Sam.
"What brings you back Sir?" Sam asked him.
"Well my last order of official SGC business Major." General Hammond replied.
"And that would be what Sir?" Jack asked.
"Well Colonel, I have some announcements to make." He said with another large smile.
"Daniel how is he?" She asked trying- and failing- to conceal her eagerness.
"He's fine, well as fine as can be expected. He was a little out of it when he first woke up but he seems to be getting better." Daniel replied.
The two made there way through the maze of halls within the SGC till they came to outside the infirmary. They two stopped in front of the doors and Daniel could hear Sam taking deep breaths, trying to prepare her self.
"Sam, do you want a minute alone?" He asked.
"What? Oh no, he would want to see all of us." She said casually.
"Well Teal'c and I already spoke to him for a while, filled him in on the last few weeks. I tried to tell him in the end what happened with Anubis but he was mad that I did not tape The Simpsons for him. He kind of zoned out after that." Daniel said.
"Come on." Sam said with a smile.
Teal'c was standing by the side of the bed Jack was in and a nurse was filling in something on his chart. They managed to catch the tail end of what was obviously an argument between the nurse and Jack.
"But I feel like I could eat cake. So, unless you can prove it will have an adverse reaction then I would like Teal'c to get me some cake."
"I'm sorry Colonel, but you can not eat until we have been able to do a full assessment of what the stasis chamber has done to you. It will not be much longer." The nurse replied in exasperation.
"Gah! Fine then, no cake, but I am going to remember this." He said.
"Sir?" Sam said quietly walking up to the side of the bed.
"Carter!" Jack said forgetting his cake drama.
"It's good to see you Sir." Sam said fiddling nervously with her fingers.
"You too." Jack replied. A few moments of silence fell on the group before Daniel broke it.
"Ah Teal'c if you have some spare time I could use your help with some translations form the outpost." Daniel said.
"Certainly Daniel Jackson." He replied standing up.
The two left the infirmary leaving Jack and Sam still in that now uncomfortable silence.
"Take a seat Carter." Jack said pointing to the chair beside his bed.
"Thank you Sir." She replied sitting.
"So, Daniel tells me nearly four months have gone bye since we last spoke." Jack said adjusting his blanket.
"Yes Sir, we were sure we had found the lost city but we now believe it is another outpost but this one has a lot more information stored than where we recovered the power generator."
Sam said.
"The what?" He asked.
"The small device we brought back to power the weapon."
"Oh yeah, he mentioned that. So how have you been?"
"Fine, considering..."
"Considering what?"
"Well the fact that we could not help you, that you were stuck...I'm sorry you had to wait so long." Sam said looking away.
"Hey, you did your best, and I am here now. Could have been worse, at least I wasn't being held prisoner by some smarmy, slimy, overdressed..." Jack stopped when he noticed Sam was crying.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked reaching out to touch her arm.
"I'm sorry Sir, I just..." Sam hesitantly reached out and took his hand in her own.
"Sam, it's over." He said softly as he squeezed her hand.
"Until next time." She whispered.
"No, no next time."
"You don't know that Sir."
"Well we can try and stick to it."
"I'm sorry Sir, I think these last few weeks have been a little stressful. I might have caffeine poisoning from all the coffee as well." Sam said wiping her eyes with her free hand, still holding Jack's with the other.
"Yeah I thought as much." Jack replied.
"That obvious?"
"I wasn't going to say anything." He said as he began to trace small circles on her hand with his thumb.
"So I hear Dr Weir is being transferred." Jack asked.
"Yes Sir, she is going to be heading a research facility out of Antarctica."
"She qualified for that?" Jack asked.
"As qualified as she was to run the SGC."
The two spoke for a while longer before the nurse came by to check on him. Sam and Jack did not even realise they were still holding hands when the nurse smiled at them and went to check on another patient.
"So, how are things with Pete?" Jack asked as casually as he could.
"Oh you know, over." Sam replied.
"What? When?"
"Uh yesterday actually." She said looking up at him.
"Look if you don't want to talk about it I understand." Jack said.
"It was not anything spectacular. We were just not matched Sir."
"It happens."
"I think that when the time comes, when I can move on from the SGC, is the time to try and concentrate on... that other stuff."
"Stuff?"
"Technical term Sir." Sam replied with a smile.
"You are going to make someone very happy Sam."
"Oh, maybe."
"No maybe Carter. You will."
"What about you Sir? Do you ever think about moving on from here?" She asked him unable to make eye contact.
"Sometimes. But it's something to do." Sam laughed and squeezed his hand. Her eyes widened and she let out a small gasp as she realised she was still holding his hand.
"Sir I am so sorry." She said turning a shade near crimson.
"What for?" He asked taking her hand again. Sam smiled at him again.
The two spoke for another hour before a familiar face entered the infirmary. Jack and Sam both looked up and released each other's hands before he could see the contact.
"General Hammond Sir." Sam and Jack said in unison as Sam stood to attention.
"At ease Major. Jack, you have more lives than a cat. I'm glad you're ok." He said with a large grin as he moved to shake Jack's hand.
"Thank you Sir, it's good to be thawed out, Walt Disney is gonna love it." Jack said, earning a small grin from Sam.
"What brings you back Sir?" Sam asked him.
"Well my last order of official SGC business Major." General Hammond replied.
"And that would be what Sir?" Jack asked.
"Well Colonel, I have some announcements to make." He said with another large smile.