Title: The Conversation
Summary: Well, obviously, two people talk.
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate. If I did, R.D.A. would still be the General in charge. No, wait, it would be Hammond, and then the whole team would be together again. Yeah.
A.N.: I apologize to BosieD now, because I used your last name with out permission, but it was for a good cause, seriously. Ok, I just want to say, OH YEAH! Because I finally finished this fanfic. And I truly thought that this would never end. See, I was having major writers block on this chapter. But here it is. I'm so sorry for the last chapter, I thought I got all the spelling mistakes and was dead WRONG! But I fixed it, now that you've all read it. I really need someone to check over my work. And that goes double for this chapter two. So if there's anything wrong in this one, please tell me. Ok, go ahead and read it, enjoy.

To Kasluvsg1- It's really funny that you ask me that because my old penname was Shippie. But yes, I do want Sam and Jack to be together. Looking back on the last chapter, I can see how people would have thought that I hate Pete and want him dead, but I don't. I just don't like him. And he is a bit stalkerish with the whole background check, thing. That was just weird.
To StargateFan - Yes, I am an American.
To Arrant Scemata - carousel, e-mail away.
To Sci Fi Fan Gillian - Yes! Finally, a GREAT! wow. I feel inspired.
To Mira33- cool, I didn't even know I had a writing style. What is it?
To GateSeeker2- I would love to make a super long complicated fic but first off, I am a horrible poster, I do it like, ever two weeks, and that's because I start feeling so guilty that I feel as if I have to (which I do). Also, this story is being made up as I go along. Usually I have this plot all worked out before I start writing but for this fic I actually started out with a poem for class, and then put on here. But I received no reviews and so that's when I changed it. Then I left it as one chapter until I was looking at this story and was like, 'wow, I need to continue this'. So I did. But thank you for thinking that I could wing something that complicated.

And to the rest Orion, BethinSg, Englemyer, Miran Anders, Snoopi, (and for reviewing the 2nd or 1st. I missed you in the beginning) Miran Anders Saki Maxwellyuy, Sammy (I agree), Vid Z., Natters, Jennifer Carter (thank you, my friend and I were dicussing the whole kernel thing before, and I was like, no one will notice, but apparently not), sg1jo, JamSack (cool penname), and Freak. Who gave me my first review, I thank you.

Will this be longer then the actual story? Let's hope not.

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"Would you like some help, Dr. Jackson?" Lt. Gansberg asked with good reason. On planet P3X-519, Daniel Jackson had tumbled through the gate head first and in doing so, landed on his arm. The sound of a crack was heard throughout the embarkation room and you did not have to be a doctor, er, have medical training, to realize that his arm had become broken.

Daniel turned to her and smiled. "Thank you, but I think I can handle this myself," right after he uttered those words the tray full of food he had been balancing on his left arm fell with a loud crash. The Lt. tried and failed, to hide her smile. After helping the Dr. clean up his mess and handing him a new tray she couldn't help but think, Finally, I have an excuse to sit with him. If help him with his tray and carry his food, he'll have to invite me to sit with him, and then we can talk and he'll fall in love with me, and we'll live happily ever after. Still in her dreamland, she did not notice that a Dr. Fraiser had walked over and was helping Daniel and herself to some food that wasn't currently on the ground. Daniel politely thanked the woman for helping him clean up the mess. But, by the look in the woman's face, it seemed as if she hadn't heard him. With a worried glance sent in her direction, Janet and Daniel walked away.

When the poor Lt. finally snapped out of La La land she quickly realized that her prince charming was gone. Searching for him, she found him sitting across a certain brunette and laughing. Not quite discouraged but thoroughly upset, she turned around, back into the direction that she came from and saw Caption Taylor laughing at her.

"One of these days," she mumbled, "one of these days."

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"So do you know who that woman is? The one that made you drop your tray?" Doctor Janet Fraiser asked, moving her salad around with her fork, as if searching for something in it, probably cherry tomatoes. Since the first few minutes that they had sat down, she had eaten all in sight.

"Ah ...no, I don't. And she didn't make me drop my tray, it was slippery." The good doctor looked up at this.

"A metal tray is slippery?" Refusing to look into her eyes, he changed the subject.

"So when do you think they'll get married?"

"Who?" Janet asked, continuing her quest for the fruit that is a vegetable.

"Sam and Jack." She looked up and gave him a confused smile.

"They've only been together for a month."

"Yeah, but this was a long time coming."

"I just can't believe that Sam resigned from the Airforce. I always thought that it would be the Colonel."

"Well, you should have heard the speech she gave." The words sounded slightly painful to say, but when considering the fact that the same man was trying to cut up his ham and cheese sandwich with the wrong hand, and having no way to steady the knife or sandwich, things are expected to get complicated. Seeing the distress that the man before her was in, she merely brushed away his hands and in one fluid motion, cut his sandwich into two. "Thank you," he said, picking up the left half and biting into it.

"So what did she say?" Janet asked, resuming her quest for the vegetable that is a fruit. A sound emitted from the Dr.'s mouth that sounded like 'zshgushdgke'. Dr. Fraiser raised an eyebrow but said nothing else, waiting for him to swallow.

"Well, it was pure accident that I overheard them. I went to Sam's lab to see what had happened after she and Jack had walked outside at O'Malley's when I heard them arguing, loudly. Jack was saying how she had the whole rest of her career to look forward to and that his was ending. But she said that she wouldn't allow him to give up his career for her and that she could quit the Airforce but come back on as a civilian. And you know Sam, once she gets an idea into her head, there's no stopping her."

"So he just went with it?" the doctor asked, taking a sip of her coffee.

"Well, it would mean that they both could still remain on SG-1 and ... the General was fine with it."

"Really?" Janet asked, stabbing some lettuce and stuffing it into her mouth. Simply looking for the tomato didn't seem to be working, so eating her way to one seemed like a better option.

"Well, they promised to remain professional, and there aren't any rules that prohibit Airforce officers and civilians being together ... or doctors and patients." Janet looked up in mid-chew.

"It would be unethical." She finally spoke, after remembering to swallow.

"Not if I switched doctors." She waited for him to laugh and say he was kidding, he didn't. She cleared her throat.

"Are you saying..."

"Yes." She looked at him and when she saw that he was serious, she smiled.

"Ok then." Nothing had been determined, and yet, there had been a shift between them. Janet pickled up her fork and continued the pursuit of the fruit that was a vegetable.

"So, did you hear what Pete did?" she asked, wanting to continue their discussion later, with wine and no cameras.

"No, what?" he asked, reaching for his coffee before quickly remembering that he had to use his left hand. Oh, the misery.

"Well, he listened to what happened that night from Sam and then ..." Reaching for her glass, she took another sip.

"What?" Daniel asked. He had managed to corner Sam after lunch a month back and when telling her that he had overheard her and Jack's 'discussion' as it were. After much empty threats on her part, she finally told him what had happened in front of O'Malley's.

"He said ok and left." Stunned silence filled the air.

"Really?" Daniel asked, not far from being flabbergasted. Janet nodded.

"Yeah, he tried to persuade her to be with him, but eventually gave up and said that he'd leave her alone."

"Wow, after all that?" Daniel looked at his Jell-O thoughtfully before taking a spoonful. "That was pretty classy of him." Janet shrugged, taking another huge bite of lettuce.

"Well, he read that letter." There was silence and then...

"You know what I wanna know?" Daniel asked, looking at his now empty container of Jell-O.

"What?" Janet asked, spotting red immersed with green.

"Who sent Sam that letter?" Janet looked up, a smile on her face. Proudly displayed in front of her was the last cherry tomato of her salad.

"The world may never know." She said, plopping the vegetable that is a fruit into her mouth.

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fo' reals!
I know that a tomato is actually a fruit (I apologize for writing vegetable before, I was really tired and that explains a lot of strange reviews I got) but I heard somewhere that there are these people who think that it's a vegetable, and I didn't want to anger anyone.
So, tell me what you think, REVIEW PLEASE!