Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate SG-1 or any of its characters (unfortunately sigh). I'm just a person who likes to write so the owners have no reason to sue me.

A/N: Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. I had to leave to the southwest corner of the state that I live in for job training for the last five days and was without my computer with my stories on it (though I had lots and lots of free time to think). Well, lots of Sam in the chapter. Hopefully I pulled this off good enough. Well, read and enjoy!



Jack stepped silently into the room. Jacob was sitting in a chair next to his daughter, asleep. His face was lined with worry and he looked exhausted. At least he has Selmak to keep him healthy, he thought to himself. His father-in-law had been keeping vigil over his daughter since they found her. He was sure that he had not had any food or water in that time. This was probably the first time that he had slept in that time too. O'Neill smiled. "You awake, Jacob?"

The Tok'ra sat up abruptly, rubbing his eyes. "Just resting my eyes," he muttered. "I thought Doctor Frasier sent you to get some rest?"

Jack smiled slightly. "Yeah, I was on my way and decided to stop in to check on Sam before I hit the hay. How's she doing?" he asked as he slowly walked towards the bed.

"Well, she's breathing on her own now, which is a good thing. Janet took her off the respirator over an hour ago. Her vitals are rising and are steady for the moment."

"But she hasn't woken up..." Jack said with a sigh.

Jacob shook his head. "No, but sleep is the best thing for her right now, Jack. Her body has been through a lot of stress, and that's not mentioning the mental stress she's probably been under that we don't even know about yet. She'll wake up when she's ready to."

His son-in-law nodded solemnly. "At least she looks peaceful."

"Yeah, she sure does."



Inside, she was screaming. The first thing that registered in her mind was pain. The pain! It exploded through her body, causing her to shudder mentally. A burning sensation spread throughout her bloodstream, penetrating deep into her every cell. It felt like her entire body was on fire. She tried to move but her limbs felt like they were made of lead.

Nausea started to take over, severe abdominal pains plaguing her body. It felt as if someone was stabbing her with a foot-long knife. Her abdomen seemed to be the source of the searing pain that raked throughout her body. It felt as if she had been hit with a staff weapon. Her entire body shook violently as the feeling of nausea swept through her body again.

Another stabbing pain struck her, she screamed out in pain again as her head seemed to explode. Images flashed in front of her eyes. Colors, symbols, people and memories; they all went up in flames around her before she was shrouded in a world of darkness.



Jack blinked a couple times. He had to have been hearing things! Sam didn't just moan, did she? "Sam?"

Jacob looked questioningly at his son-in-law. He was now sitting on the side of Sam's bed, talking her hand in his own. "Jack?" he asked slowly and unsurely.

"Come on Sam, wake up!" He started to shake her shoulder.

"O'Neill! What are you doing?!" Jacob's voice had been replaced by that of Selmak.

"I heard her moan, Jacob...er...Selmak. I know I did!"

"She is injured, O'Neill. I'm sure that shaking her is not the best thing to be doing!"

He ignored the Tok'ra and turned his attention back to the blond on the bed. Her eyes were fluttering and she was moaning silently to herself. Jack couldn't help but grin like a mad man. "Come on, Sam! Wake up! You can fight this! I know you can!"

Selmak turned away from the crazed, ex-colonel. "I will get Doctor Frasier."



Her mind was in a fog. She could hear something in the back of her mind. It sounded so soothing, so familiar. She tried to focus mentally on the sound. That sound? What was it? A voice? She wasn't sure.

"You can fight this! I know you can!"

She felt something brush against her skin. A hand? It ran across her cheek, stroking it gently.

"Wake up, Sam! We need you. Your family, your friends. Now wake up!"

Her eyes fluttered lightly as the fog over her mind started to clear.



"Jack..."

Her voice was strained and dry, but he would know it anywhere. "Sam?"
Her eyes started to open slowly, only to shut quickly at the harshness of the fluorescent lights. She blinked a few times, until her eyes came to focus on him. "Jack?" she asked this time, more than just a statement.

"Oh Sam!"

Janet and Selmak returned to the room as Jack leaned in and gave her a hug, covering her in kisses. Janet's eyes started to water as happiness took over her despair. Jacob resurfaced and started to head over to his daughter. News of Sam's awakening had spread quickly throughout the SGC and Daniel and Teal'c made their way down to the infirmary. A group of unfortunate airman stood in Daniel's path and was run over. The remaining few made way for the large Jaffa as he followed his comrade. They entered the room, quickly making their way over to their friend.

"Sam!"

The confused blonde on the bed looked to see her fellow SG1 members walk into the room. "Daniel? Teal'c?"

"Major Carter, how are you feeling?"

"Very confused." She looked at the man sitting next to her on her bed at her comment. Jack was smiling like a mad man as he leaned in towards her. "What are you doing?" she tried to whisper to him but was cut off as his thumb gently rubbed against her cheek, distracting her.

"Something I've wanted to do for a very long time..." He placed a passionate kiss on her lips, only to have her pull away in astonishment.

"Colonel?! What are you doing?"

The other occupants of the room went silent at her words. All of their celebration was forgotten as they stared at her in confusion.

Jack grinned nervously. "Sam, I haven't been your commanding officer, least of all a colonel, since before Katy was born."

"Who?" Her look of confusion was genuine.

"Katy, as in Katherine O'Neill. Our daughter." His tone was that of one talking to a five year old.

His wife blinked a few times as his words started to sink into her mind. "Daugh...daughter?" she stuttered.

"Sam? Are you okay?" Janet rushed to her friend's side, pushing Jack out of the way. He got up slowly, the apparent shock still etched on his face.

Janet reached out to touch Sam's arm, only to have her jump at her touch.

"Don't touch me!"

"Sam, honey..." Janet's soothing fell on deaf ears. "It's okay. You're home."

"I said don't touch me!" she screamed as her friends tried to push a strand of stray hair away from her face. She shrunk away from her touch, trying to hide from everyone's gazing eyes.

This can't be happening! This has got to be another trick! Sam's mind raced with all kinds of different scenarios for what was playing before her eyes. She didn't have a daughter! And she certainly wasn't married to her CO. Who ever these people were, they certainly didn't have their stories right.

"Sam..." Her head snapped up to the voice of the Janet imposter. She looked like Janet. Hell, they all looked like her friends! But I've seen this before, she thought with a sigh.

Many times Sam had been captured and interrogated, each time they tried something different. First, it was the threat of her life, then that of what would happen to her planet if she didn't talk. If those didn't work, then it normally went to torture devices. After she was broken and unresponsive, they would normally try to pry the knowledge from her brain with whatever mind picking machines their culture held. She couldn't believe the scenes playing out before her. She wouldn't!

Another touch to her skin caused her to scream out in frustration. "Get away from me! This isn't real!"

"Oh for crying out loud!" Jack had had enough. His shock had dissipated and now anger had taken over. He stormed past Janet and grabbed hold of his wife's shoulders. "Sam! It's me! Jack!"

"Let go of me!" Tears were flowing freely now, her face twisted into a look of pain and disgust. She did not care who this guy was. He was not Jack.

"Sam, listen to me! You're home! You're safe! Nobody is going to hurt you!"

"I SAID LET GO OF ME!" She struggled as hard as she could to get away from this imposter but he wouldn't let go. His grip tightened. "This isn't real! This is a trick! I'll never tell you what you want to know! NEVER!"

"Sam..." His voice was full of sorrow, his brown eyes trying to connect with her blue. What have they done to you, he though painfully to himself. His hands left her shoulders, only to bring her into a tight embarrass. "It's okay, Sam. You're safe. This is not a trick. You're home."

Her body tensed within his arms. She wouldn't believe it. They almost got her before by playing the "Jack card" while trying to get information out of her. She would not fail the SGC. She couldn't. She started to struggle out of his grasp. "Get your vile hands off me!"

Jack couldn't believe it. She was acting as if he were the enemy. He let her out of his arms, only to grab hold of her shoulders again. "Sam! Snap out of it!" he hollered only to be met with a hand across his face.

"YOU'RE NOT JACK!"

All occupants of the room watched in silence as Jack let his hands drop from her shoulders, his face becoming a blank slate. Sam sat on the bed, her chest rising up and down quickly as the adrenaline surged throughout her body. A crimson mark started to form on the right side of his face where she had slapped him.

He closed his eyes slowly and let out a deep sigh. "So, you want me to leave?"

She stared at him, her eyes wide with fear. Her other captures had never given her a choice before. Was this a test or just another part of their scheme to trick her some more? She studied him carefully. He opened his eyes and looked directly into hers. His gaze ripped right through her, capturing her all over again. Those eyes...those sad eyes...

She shut her eyes quickly to break his connection he had over her. More sobs escaped her throat as she sunk down onto her bed. She was confused and tired, not to mention the pain had escaladed with her movements. Her cries of agony echoed throughout the infirmary.

Jack stood up slowly, replacing the blankets back over his wife's shoulders. She didn't move, not even flinch, at his gesture. "I'm not giving up on you yet," he whispered. "You hear me, Sam. I'm not giving up on you."

He stepped away and started to walk slowly to his friends. Daniel and Janet's face were covered in pain and sorrow for him. Jacob looked very angry towards whoever did this to his little girl. Teal'c stood by his side, his head bowed and eyes closed.

Jack cleared his throat. "You might want to go and check on her, Doc. I'm sure she tore some stitches and rearranged a few bones of hers."

Janet nodded. She was surprised when he hadn't jumped down her throat to try and see what was wrong with her, plummeting her with millions of questions. "I'll take good care of her, Jack." He nodded and started to walk slowly out of the room.

"Should would follow him?" Teal'c asked as soon as Jack was out of ear shot.

Daniel stared out the door. "I'm not sure. I don't think he'll do anything stupid."

"He's just in shock. I'm sure all of us had a little jolt at her words. I believe, however, that this is going to be the hardest on him."

Janet shook her head. "No, it's going to be harder on someone else."

The three men looked at her in confusion as she walked over to her terrified friend, careful to not upset her anymore than what she already was. "Sam?" Her sobs had quieted to sniffles. Janet could see some of the stitches on her back had ripped open, fresh blood seeping through the bandages. "Sam, I'm going to take off the bandages on your back. Is that okay?"

All she got in response was a muffled reply and a nod of the head. She turned back to the rest of the people in the room. "I'm afraid that I'm going to have to ask you all to leave. You can come back later after she's had some rest."

The men nodded solemnly and headed out the door. Janet turned back to her patient. She looked absolutely terrified of her surroundings. She didn't know what kind of things that the Goa'uld did to the captives to get information except for that they came back to her broken. Perhaps she would ask Daniel, Teal'c, or Jack. Maybe they would know what was happening to her.

Janet sat down next to Sam and started to take off the bandages. "So, you believe this is a trick?" No reply.

She sighed. This was going to be tougher than she thought. Well, I guess all I can do is talk to her. So, Janet started up on a tale that would leave a very confused Sam in wonder.

A/N: Well, tried a new format to see if it is better for reading. Well, what do you guys think? It might be awhile for the next chapter to come out again and I'm sorry. I start work tomorrow and I work Monday through Thursday, 8 am till 4 pm. Plus, I have to drive an hour to work gag Hopefully that will give me plenty of quiet time to think about the chapter five.