"Well General, it looks like you are healing well. I will be in contact with Doctor Fraiser in the morning to let her know of your recovery."
"Thanks Doc."
Sam was still sitting next to him in the chair, although she kept her distance from him.
"Listen, when do you think I will be getting out of here?"
"General, you just went through surgery, had god knows what done to you over a period of approximately 3 weeks, you are not getting out of here for at least a week."
"But…"
"No buts General, I am pretty sure Doctor Fraiser would say the same thing if you asked her."
"And I will do just that."
"Ah, but not now General." She reached over and pulled the phone away from him, "I will notify Doctor Fraiser of your request in the morning and have her look over your records."
Sam just sat there listening to the exchange between the two, thankful that the new doctor was just as stubborn as Janet when it came to his health, and knew how to deal with his pain in the ass attitude when it came to being in the infirmary.
She was beginning to like this new doctor.
With a note to get to know her better, Sam got up and excused herself, saying that she had to get some coffee.
Leaving Jack alone with the doctor.
"I want you to get some rest General, if you can't sleep I can give you something to help."
"Thanks Doc."
"Oh and try to get Colonel Carter to rest as well."
He smiles, knowing that once her mind is set, it's hard to change it. "I will try Doc."
With that she left as well, dimming the lights on her way out.
'Great he thought; dim lights.' He thought as he tried to get comfortable.
He wondered why Sam had been acting so odd, why she had rushed out before. It was the middle of the night, she didn't need coffee. What was going on?
Janet had told him that she went through a lot while he was away, that Sam had changed and that she was worried about her.
Jack was puzzled when she told him that she thought he was the only person to help her.
How he had no idea, why he had no idea. I mean last time they really spoke all they did was fight.
Hence the reason why he went on that mission instead of her, not that he would have let her go anyway, since she was pregnant.
He was jealous of Pete, upset that he wasn't the one with Sam, but he would never do anything to put her in harms way especially with a baby on the way.
Janet told him that he had to speak with Sam to get the rest of the story, before he promptly fell back to sleep.
Maybe he did have to talk with Sam; he did want to know what was going on, what had happened to her.
She looks so sad, circles under her eyes, almost like she lost more then any one person should have.
I have to talk to her.
I have to get out of this bed, he thought to himself as he struggled to get up.
One of the nurses was walking by the room as he was attempting to get up, "General! You have to say in this bed!"
"Where did Colonel Carter go?"
"I am not sure Sir, but you need to stay here, do I have to get Doctor Feldman in here?"
"No, but could you find Colonel Carter for me?"
She looked at him oddly, before saying she would.
ooOOoo
Sam had went back to her lab, how could she talk with him, be it seemed like he didn't want to, almost like he didn't want anything to do with her.
Maybe that fight they had before he left all those weeks ago was the last straw.
God she hopped not.
With everything that she had lost over the last few weeks, she hoped that she didn't lose him as well.
The feeling was so strong before in the infirmary, the need to run, so that was what she did, knowing that he would want to know why, and want to come after her when he should still be resting in bed.
Damn.
She got up and wanted to make her way back down to the infirmary before he got any bright ideas about leaving.
She knew first hand how moving to soon could do more harm then good.
With a stop for some coffee she made her way back down to the infirmary only to be stopped by a nurse telling her that her presence was requested by General O'Neill, and to please keep him in the bed resting.
Sam smiled and nodded before entering his room.
"I hear you are giving the nurses around here a hard time."
"Na, not me."
Yeah right.
"Sure Sir, is there anything I can get for you?"
He shakes his head.
And they were silent for a while before he spoke up.
"Carter…Doc Fraiser…she told me some about what happened, but…she told me that I had to talk to you."
Sam looked at the floor for a moment; she wasn't expecting this from him.
"What did Janet tell you?"
"She told me that you lost the baby Sam." He looked at me with such sadness in his eyes that only a parent who has lost a child would understand.
"Yeah…" There wasn't much else to say.
"I never intended for you…"
"I know…"
"I am so sorry Sam."
"It's not your fault Sir…it's…"
"Don't even say it Carter"
"Yeah well I was the one pregnant…Sir…"
"Carter…"
"Sir"
"Carter…"
"Look Sir, there is a lot more to it than just that."
"Why don't you tell me, it's not like I am going anywhere anytime soon."