Winter Of A Heart

Disclaimer: Okay. We all know these brilliant characters are not mine…tear. If they were, Sam and Jack would have been together long ago.

Ramble: Yeah, so, I said my last chapter would be long, and I don't think it was, so I will write this as fast as I can because you deserve it. Thanks a million to all my reviewers for the good comments and tips! I love you all, and you're what keeps me writing. Sounds kinda corny… but hey. But anyway, today, I had a doctor's appointment today, and I have a fractured rib, and possibly a bruised liver.... ew

Here's to Gen: HANG BLOODY ON! Did I tell you I was giving him an alien disease type thing? Coz I don't remember, and that just might make you physic. Heh. I am getting to all that stuff. No one gets sick from being emotionally drained and fainting. I would know. But I think I might bring a few things up before I had hoped to, like you said. ANYWAY, you will just have to wait for the other stuff. So there. Heh. Love you lots too!

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When Sam came back home, Jack was asleep again. His pain medication was really strong, and he often couldn't stay awake more than a few minutes after taking it. Seeing as he had fallen asleep on the sofa, Teal'c carried Jack back into his room. That had definitely saved Sam a lot of trouble. She had had fun that day, being out for a while and meeting up with Pete for an hour before he had to get back to work. But she hadn't liked to leave Jack. She felt if he was to have another nightmare, it was her fault. According to Daniel, everything had been perfectly fine. When she came in, she found Daniel and Teal'c looking in her wedding magazines, agreeing or disagreeing with her choices. They looked up as the door shut, and grinned guiltily.

"Hi guys." Sam had a dangerous tone in her voice, but they knew she was just playing.

"Hey Sam. How ya doing?" Daniel smiled wickedly.

"I'm fine. Feeling refreshed and ready for another week. How was Jack? Did he eat anything?"

"Yeah, a little. Teal'c made some macaroni and cheese and made Jack eat at least half of it before he could leave the table. You should have been here, it was hilarious." Daniel said, smiling.

"Aw, he probably had a great time. Thanks so much for coming to be with him. I bet he didn't even know I was gone." Sam said, hinting a little sadness as she said it.

"Now you know that's a lie, Sam. He didn't say anything, but you could just tell. He's not the same without you." Daniel smiled. He definitely knew that Jack had missed Sam, and he also knew that if he told Sam, Jack would probably come round and shoot him. But Jack hadn't said anything about hinting.

"God, he is so going to kill me for this. But, if he ever wants a chance with her. This is it. If there's anyone Sam would stop a marriage for, it would be Jack."

"I got him to talk a little about his feelings, considering that feelings is where his problem started. Although he is absolutely, tremendously happy for you and Pete," Big lie, "He said he felt like he was loosing you… in a way."

Sam looked at him oddly. What exactly was he hinting? But she found it would have to wait, as Teal'c suddenly called Daniel.

"Daniel Jackson! We must leave. We have a meeting in half an hour."

"Coming Teal'c. Thanks for letting us come, Sam. I'm sure Jack will be fine with you looking after him." He turned and walked out the door, leaving a very silent, and very thoughtful Sam behind.

"Thanks Teal'c. I don't think I could've gotten myself out of that without explaining about Jack's feelings." Daniel said guiltily.

"It was not a problem. I hope that Colonel O'Neill will find it in himself to tell Major Carter his real feelings. Love should not be ignored."

"I hope he tells her too. Love shouldn't be ignored."

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At the SGC

"Get General Hammond down here now!" Janet shouted at a nurse.

Hammond was in the infirmary in a matter of minutes. He had to be, or Janet would have his head.

"What is it, Doctor?" Hammond said as he came up next to her.

"Look at this." She said, pointing to something on an x-ray picture.

"Err… I still don't know what it is, Doctor. I can't see anything there. And who's lung is this?" Hammond was impatient. He had to get a lot of work done, considering that SG-1 would be gone for some time.

"Sir, it's a very tiny alien… chip. This might be what's causing everything. It's so small, I must have missed it when I looked at the x-rays the first time. I know it can't stay there if it's having these kind of effects, but it could be tricky to get out, considering it is in the lung…" Dr. Frasier started talking to herself, "This is not good." She sighed.

"Doctor, I am still waiting to find out who this is." Hammond said, pointing at the x-ray, though he already had a feeling of who it might be.

"It's Jack O'Neill, Sir." Janet said, looking at the floor.

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The phone rang, waking Sam just as she had nodded off. She debated whether or not to pick it up, but ended picking it up, just in case it was important. It was.

"Hello, O'Neill residence." Sam said in a very official voice.

"Hey Sam. It's me." Janet sounded worried. Sam picked up on it right away.

"What's wrong Janet?"

"The day Colonel O'Neill collapsed for the first time, I took some x-rays to see if there were any broken bones. I was going over them again today, because I thought it was unreasonable for that much damage to come from a breakdown, and I saw something unnatural in the side of his right lung. It's like nothing I've ever seen, so it must be alien, and I'm afraid that this is probably what is causing him these blackouts."

Sam's heart sunk. She had thought that the Colonel was getting better. But this was only getting worse.

"I'm going to have to remove that, but seeing how his body is responding to this thing while it's inside, I can't tell how he's going to be after the operation." Janet said sadly.

"But if you take it out, he'd go back to normal. His body would keep working without it." Sam was saying it more to comfort herself, rather than to argue Janet.

"I'm afraid not, Sam. I've found that this thing is kind of working like a drug. After a while, the body starts to rely on it. I don't know why exactly, but it's going to be a long hard road. I want you to bring him back to the base two days from now. Tomorrow, you'll have to tell him and get your stuff ready to come here for a while. General Hammond said while the Colonel is here, you can work for a while," Janet paused, waiting for a response.

Sam didn't say anything.

Janet continued, despite the silence, "I've got to go, more injuries. I'm sorry Sam. But as long as Jack has you there, he'll make it through." And she hung up.

Sam put the receiver back down. She wished she had never picked up the damn phone.

She sat back onto the sofa, now her bed, and picked up the lonely magazine lying on the coffee table. "MODERN BRIDE". She flipped to the page she had marked with about a thousand post it's. It was such a pretty dress. Something felt wrong about looking at her soon-to-be wedding dress, knowing that she wasn't marrying the man she really loved in it. She sighed and threw the magazine aside. Pete was a good man. She loved him, and when he proposed, she felt like he really was the one. But there would always be Jack, lingering in the back of her mind. She and Jack could never be together, but it felt like one big mistake.

"Well, you've got yourself into this mess. And you can't get out. I don't want to hurt Pete, but if I'm honest, I don't think I'll be happy with him"

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A/N: That's it for today. I am writing as much as humanly possible while doing hw and sleeping . Sam has finally got some sense! What will happen next?! Only I know! Ha! I love you all!