Author: roseofthegate
Disclaimer: Legal chants and dances. ; o) (I don't own Scrabble®, btw)
A/N: Okay, I'm gonna be blunt, so please don't get mad. Tact has never been one of my strong points. Here I go: I was sorely disappointed at the number of reviews I have received for Chapters 13 and 14. I haven't received many. Right after I published Ch. 14, I realize that FanFiction underwent a "make-over". Anyway, all I'm trying to say is I want some reviews to make sure that my writing skills are still up to par. My goal for by the end of this story is to have 215 reviews. There's probably 3chapters left in this story. A giant thank you to my betas: Sweetthang0013 and Eruannelaviriel. They're great! Love y'all lots, Jenn.
Sam's Point of View
Jack and I had been playing Scrabble for quite some time now and quite frankly, he was kicking my ass. So naturally I was really happy when the phone rang. I jumped up to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Lieutenant Colonel Carter?" a feminine voice inquired.
"This is she," I replied.
"I am calling from the Denver—"
A beep in the earpiece told me that I had another call on the other line.
"Could you wait a moment?" I asked her politely.
"Of course, ma'am."
"Hello?" I inquired to the new caller.
"Hello, my love," Pete's voice slithered over the phone. "Did you miss me?"
I didn't respond; I just fainted dead away.
I don't know how long I was out for. It was probably only a few moments. Jack woke me up by spritzing my face with cold water. "Hey," he said as I cracked my eyes open. "Who was on the phone?"
I felt my eyes widen as I remembered the moments before I'd passed out. "He's back," I choked out. "They let him out."
Jack placed the telephone back in its cradle and asked, "Who? Who did they let out?"
"Him…Pete…"
I must have looked positively stricken because Jack pulled me into his arms and whispered in my ear, "I won't let him hurt you again, Sam. Never again."
I knew he meant it, too. It was there in his words.
I inhaled deeply and said, "I'm probably going to be staying at the SGC for a while. Pete knows where I live and he called me while I was talking to that lady, who I think was from the asylum. He was the person on the other line who made me pass out."
Jack nodded. "That makes sense, Carter. I'll come by and see what I can do there, okay?"
The next day, I told Katharine Marie about Pete's release. She looked shocked about the whole thing. Who could blame her? She agreed to let me stay on the base and that Jack could come and stay here, too. Her reasoning was, "Pete might try to hurt him to hurt you, Sam. And I also think that this place could use a good dose of General O'Neill's humor. It's been so dull here since he's left…" She went on for a while and then promised to call Jack to inform him that he'd be living at the SGC for an indefinite time period.
I smiled and left for my lab. Pete wouldn't be able to get Jack or me and eventually he would just leave me alone.
A/N: Famous last words, eh? Can't a loopy stalker get anywhere he needs to so he can be near his 'love'? Lots of reviews means a faster update! Love, Jenn.