A/N: I'm so sorry that this chapter took so long. I finished it days ago, but my disk screwed up and I had to redo the whole thing! But It's done now, and hopefully you like it! And thanks for all the great reviews!!


Amends -Chapter 6-

Sam and Jack were only transported on the Cargo Ship for a few minutes before they found themselves on a Goa'uld mothership. They were shoved into a containment cell, and their Jaffa guards left as the door slid shut.

"Thanks for the great hospitality!" Jack yelled after them. He groaned and ruffled his graying hair with his hand, then examined the cell. There were two small benches on either side of the room, but other than that the room was your usual Goa'uld holding cell.

Jack turned to look at his 2IC. He realized he'd barely talked to her. "You ok, Carter?" She still stood by the entrance, looking at him thoughtfully.

"Fine," She answered, snapping out of her little trance, and turning around to look along the wall.

Jack frowned and sat down on the closest bench. Then it hit him. He'd completely forgotten about their little argument that morning. Obviously, a certain Major hadn't forgotten. He leaned against the wall, and watched her as she scanned the room. The only thing he hoped was that she wouldn't bring it up.

Sam could feel his eyes drilling into her back as she scanned the walls for a control panel. She sighed in defeat when she found nothing. The Goa'uld were obviously learning fro their mistakes. "What do we do?" She asked with her back still turned to him. After a moment, when she didn't hear a reply, she turned around. Jack was pulling off his robe, which, thankfully, he had clothes on underneath. He lifted his pant leg, and pulled a radio out of his sock.

Sam's eyebrows crinkled in confusion, "Sir, why did you have a radio in your sock?"

His face was that of a proud grin as he replied, "Well, I guessed they would take it, like they took my GDO, so I hid it in my sock." He shrugged as if it was the most obvious thing. "They never check my socks." Jack hit the 'Talk' button and spoke into his radio, "Hey Teal'c! Come in." He released the button and waited for a reply.

"Our radios may be top of the line, Sir, but they don't work when you're in space."

Jack smiled sheepishly as he placed the radio on the seat next to him. "I knew that."

Sam took a seat on the bench which lay parallel to his. One thing for sure was that she hadn't forgotten about their huge fight, but she wasn't sure if now was the time to bring it up. Although they really had nothing to do until somebody came for them. Plus he couldn't escape. She suddenly had no idea what she even wanted to say to him. She felt like she didn't even know him. Not after his performance earlier at the SGC. How could he be so heartless?

Sam felt the rage growing inside her again, so she stood and began pacing the room.

Jack watched her walk back and forth. He felt like he was at a tennis match as his head moved from left to right, and back again. "Major, would you take a seat? You're making me nervous."

Sam spun on her heel and set him with a cold glare. "Don't tell me what to do."

His eyes widened slightly as he stood so that he was looking down on her, and he set her with his most fierce Colonel glare, which usually had anyone on the receiving end of it cowering in fear. "Excuse me, Major, but I believe it's my job as your CO to tell you what to do!"

She seemed to falter a little as she suddenly realized what she was doing. Sam took a step back. Taking a deep breath, she decided to take a different approach. She would have to keep her anger in check. Yelling obviously wasn't going to get her anywhere but court-marshaled.

"Sorry, Sir." She mumbled, and sat back down, reverting back into her usual subordinate self.

Jack watched her for a moment before sitting down himself. It was any moment now before she brought it up.

"How can you not care about Daniel?" She asked quietly.

And there it was

Jack sighed and rested his elbows on his knees, then his head in his hands. When he looked up again, her blue eyes were looking pleadingly at him.

"You honestly think I don't care that my best friend just died?" He asked incredulously as he silently cursed her. He could never resist those eyes.

"Well that's how you made it sound this morning."

"I didn't want to talk about it, and I still don't want to talk about it." He sighed in exasperation. "And this is so not the place to be having this conversation!"

Sam shook her head, "Why not? We've got nothing else to do until they come."

"Carter, I don't want to talk about it. What part of that don't you understand.?"

"Well then don't talk, just listen to what I have to say, please?" Jack paused then gave her a curt nod and she began. "Daniel is… was… is my best friend. He's like a brother to me and losing him is the hardest thing I've ever had to go through since my mother's death." Tears spilled out of her eyes and she angrily brushed them away.

Jack wanted to reach out and wipe her tears away for her and hold her in his arms. But he held back and kept his hands firmly on his knees.

Her tear-stained eyes locked with his and his heart froze.

"I expected you to be there," She spoke above a whisper. "I wanted you to be there." She said even softer.

Now he felt like a jerk. Here she was pouring her heart out to him, and he was sitting there like an idiot, doing nothing. He hadn't been there for her when she'd needed him. Instead, he'd been to busy with his own problems. They could've helped each other through it, he realized that now.

"You want to know why I wouldn't talk about it?" Jack asked, taking Sam and even himself by surprise. "Because I'm the one who told Jacob to stop. If I hadn't… Daniel could still be alive if it hadn't been for me."

Sam shook her head. "Daniel told you to do that, and Selmak even said that the healing device probably wouldn't have worked. You can't blame yourself!"

"And I don't even know if I should be mad at Daniel for leaving us; for not fighting. Or should I be happy for him because he ascended or whatever! Is he even dead? There's no body!"

They fell into silence as Jack finished his little rant. Sam stared at him. She had no idea that he'd been blaming himself for Daniel's death. It was such an insane idea that she almost felt like laughing. He had an uncomfortable look on his face and she knew that she should probably end the conversation soon. Jack wasn't a man of sharing his feelings, and she'd been lucky to even witness that little outburst.

"Do you think we'll ever see him again?" She asked hopefully.

Jack considered this for a moment, then gave her a crooked smile. "You know, I think we will."

She smiled thankfully to him, then leaned back against the wall, momentarily losing herself in her thoughts. So she'd had some misgivings about Jack's feelings over Daniel's death, and she felt so much better now that she knew how he really felt.

Jack also leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. He felt slightly put off after that little broadcast of emotion. He'd said more than he'd ever intended telling anyone, and he hadn't even said half of what he felt. At least they were on good terms again. Well he hoped they were. For a moment he was content in that glory. The last time he'd been in the outs with Sam, well the only time it had really happened, was after he'd returned from Edora. Now there was another example of a Jack O'Neill screw up.

He opened his eyes and watched her for a moment. She had that expression on her face that usually came with deep thought, and he smiled to himself. For a moment he forgot that they were prisoners on Ba'al's ship and were probably going to be tortured sooner or later. Hopefully later, than sooner.

Sam's eyes met his and she smiled. "I'm glad you're here," She spoke in all honesty.

"Yeah? Cause I'm just so happy to be imprisoned on a Goa'uld ship too."

Sam shook her head. "I didn't mean it like that. I meant that I'm glad I'm not alone."

Jack only nodded. Although he'd rather be back on Earth, fishing at his cabin for that ever elusive fish, he was glad that he was here with her too. It would have killed him if he knew Ba'al had her, and that he wasn't there to protect her. Not that she needed protection. She'd proven on many occasions that she could hold her own. Jack was just happy that he was there for her. He hadn't been there for her when she needed him the most, but he swore to himself that he would be there for her from now on.

"Unscheduled Offworld Activation!" Sergeant Walter Davis' voice announced over the PA system.

General George Hammond stood from his desk chair and hastily left his office. There were only a few teams offworld, but none were due back for at least another 12 hours. He expected that it was SG-1. Once again they'd encountered trouble offworld. He swore that they were trouble magnets. This time it was Major Carter who had gone missing. Hopefully they'd found her, otherwise he'd have some explaining to do to a certain Tok'ra who wont be too happy.

"Who is it Sergeant?" He questioned the 'gate technician as he descended the stairs into the Control Room.

"We're receiving SG-1's IDC, Sir."

"Open the iris."

The iris retracted into the 'gate to reveal the shining blue of the event horizon. The surface rippled as Jonas Quinn stepped through. George Hammond still barely knew the new alien, but he saw great potential in him, although he was bizarre in his strange Kelownan ways.

After him stepped Teal'c alongside a young man with curly, dark hair who he'd never seen before. Hammond frowned when the 'gate shut down behind them without revealing Major Carter, or Colonel O'Neill.

General Hammond left the Control Room and walked into the 'Gate Room. He looked curiously at the brown-eyed stranger, then to Teal'c. "Where is Colonel O'Neill?"

"We witnessed Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter being apprehended by Ba'al's first prime. We believed it would be most prominent to return here to seek your guidance, General Hammond." Teal'c responded.

Hammond looked at him confused. "I thought it was only Major Carter who had been captured. How did the Colonel manage to get caught as well?"

"That would be my fault, Sir." The still nameless man spoke to him. "I believed I knew of Major Carter's position, so I led Colonel O'Neill to the compound."

"I am sure it is not your fault, Son." Hammond reassured him, then looked to Teal'c for reassurance.

"Colonel O'Neill ordered us to bring him back with us if he did not return." Teal'c informed the General.

"Sir, this is Alexis, Alexis, this is General Hammond." Jonas introduced them.

Hammond gave a small smile to the stranger. He was still a little hazy on a few of the details. "Let's take this to the Briefing Room."

Teal'c bowed his head, then replied, "I believe we should inform the Tok'ra of the situation. Their assistance will be both needed and greatly appreciated."

Hammond nodded his approval. Looks like he'd have some explaining to do to a certain Tok'ra after all. The situation had taken a considerate downfall though. Now, instead of one of his officers, he had two missing. Not to mention they're two of his best officers. Yep, he was in a bit of a predicament.


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