A/N- Ok so after re-reading my last works...I realised I HATED THEM!!!!!! Can you tell I was in a bad mood the last week? I also feel that I am doing the Stargate franchise NO justice in writing that story. I thank all those who reviewed and made me go back and question it. You can all review this one and tell me what a dumb I was! So please FORGET everything you read and sit back for the new sequel.

(Time is still May 2005)

Jack and Daniel stood in the control room watching as Sam wandered up the ramp, doughnuts in hand. It had become a tradition to bring a box back every time she visited earth. Well to cover everyone there it was actually four boxes now, a weekly treat they all looked forward to.
It was a necessity she had been told by the three officers at the alpha site she had affectionately dubbed "her boys". The three were good friends and had welcomed Sam into a late night game of cards. Ever since they had developed a bond. They were not SG 1 but it felt nice having some friends there.

"Have good week Colonel." Jack said into the microphone, his lips still buzzing from the private farewell kiss she had given him earlier.

"You too General." She called out. As she stepped through the gate, Jack felt that familiar feeling wash over him, he missed her all ready.

"Jack you're becoming soft in your old age." Daniel said almost reading his mind.

"Excuse me?" Jack asked him, trying to sound dignified.

"You look like you just had your favourite toy taken away." Daniel grinned.

"Oh shut up Space Monkey." Jack said with a smile.

"She'll be back in six days, can you wait that long?" Although he was making fun, Daniel knew that Jack hated he and Sam had to do this to have any form or relationship.

"Guess I have to Danny. You want coffee?" Jack asked him leading the way to the coffee machine.

"Sure!" Daniel said following.

Sam emerged into the Alpha site and like the SGC it was quiet. Whilst no one could just go home, everyone had their own private quarters and they usually could be found there when they were not working.

Sergeant Smith, one of her boys, was the first to greet her, although she knew the real reason he was so eager to see her.

"Good Evening Colonel, how was your weekend?" He asked, trying to keep his eyes from going to the boxes in her hands.

"Very good sergeant thank you." Sam could be evil when she wanted to. She just stood still.

"How is General O'Neill?" he asked.

"He's fine." Sam replied.

"Everyone else?" Smith asked, by now Captain Sheffield and Major Andrews, the two other "boys" had gathered and were looking intently at Sam.

"Everyone is fine. Actually Siler took a tumble, broke two toes." Sam replied, trying not to smile.

"Oh too bad for him. Maybe he should get a lighter wrench." Major Andrews said.

The four stood in silence. Sam found it highly amusing they were too polite to just ask for the doughnuts. Finally Sam gave in.

"So who is going to make coffee to go with these?" Sam said holding up the box.

"I will." Smith said running off.

"Let me help you with those." Sheffield said taking the boxes from her arms.

"Thank you Captain." Sam said, actually grateful to be rid of the weight.

"Thank you for these Colonel." Andrews said taking one of the boxes from Captain Sheffield.

"Don't mention it." Sam said with a smile.

The four sat in the small commissary, people coming in and out to grab a doughnut.

"I think Dr Rose wanted to speak to you about something." Andrews said through a mouthful of jelly doughnut.

"Really?" Sam asked. "Any idea what?"

"Oh, no. She started talking about some ancient culture, I kind of zoned out." Andrews said with a grin.

"She won't pay attention to you if you don't pay attention to her." Sheffield said. Andrews smacked him.

"Shut up." He said.

"He's right." Sam replied. Andrews was now a deep shade of red. "The only way you won't drive yourself crazy is if you do something about it."

"Well with all due respect Colonel, you must have been pretty crazy up until last year?" Smith said. Sam now blushed.

"Well that was different." Sam said. "But if you have feelings for her you should tell her."

"Feelings for who?" A new voice asked. Everyone at the table tried to contain their looks of panic.

"Uma Thurman." Captain Sheffield said. "I have feelings for Uma Thurman."

"Well good luck with that, I'm sure she'd love to hear from you." Dr Lisa Rose replied. "Colonel Carter, if I could see you tomorrow I would really like you to take a look at a few things.

"Sure thing Doctor." Sam replied.

Lisa smiled at everyone, her eyes coming to rest on Major Andrews for a moment before she turned and left.

"Man, if looks could kill then get me a grave right now!" Smith said with a huge smile.

"Bite me Smith." Replied Andrews.

"Ok guys, enjoy the rest of those." Sam said pointing to the doughnuts. "I'm going to bed." Sam said getting up to rinse her coffee cup.

"Do something over the weekend that got you tired?" Sheffield said with grin.

"That's insubordination smart ass." Sam said not turning around as she left, but wearing an equally big smile.