Disclaimer: I do not own the song "You Do Something To Me" by Cole Porter. I don't own Stargate either. I can wish though.

Author's Note:

Okay Jack and Charlie got to think to songs, so Sam and Anne do too. It's only fair. That and I was planning to do that all along. It starts to go a bit darker than before now. I'm not done with Anne and Charlie and Baal and all the problems that triangle can cause our intrepid heroes. But right now I'm starting more in the Sam and Jack relationship. However for the sake for the story, I have to go to a darker place than I would normally like to go, being a fairly happy person This story is rated T and I believe that that is a high enough rating. I do want to explore the pasts of Sam and Jack. We know that Jack's past is pretty dark and I feel that Sam's past isn't all sweetness and light. If you feel the rating should go up, tell me, depending on your reason, and how good it is, I might up the rating, but I really don't want too.

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Chapter 10

Thoughts from an Indian

Sam stood in Jack's kitchen, watching Daniel and Anne talk quietly in the living room. She turned looked out onto the porch and saw Jack and Charlie laughing and joking over the grill. Out on the lawn, Teal'c, Rya'c, and Bray'tac were talking, and years of knowing pseudo-grandfather, father and son let Sam see the emotion and love on the faces of both. "Hey kiddo, whatcha doing in here?" she heard her Dad ask. Sam smiled and turned to face him.

"Someone has to make such the rest of the food is edible. If the two of them keep up like that, the meat will be even more burnt than usual." She tried to keep her voice light, hoping he wouldn't hear the sadness and longing in her voice.

"What's wrong Sammy? And don't tell me that nothing's wrong and that your fine, I'm your father, I know when something's up," Jacob was concerned. He didn't like the look on his daughter's face, and was worried. He was worried that Pete was why Sam seemed so withdrawn lately. It wasn't that he didn't like Pete, he just didn't like Pete as his future son-in-law and as the future husband of his only daughter. Of course, he'd also had years to get used to the idea of Jack O'Neill playing the role of husband in his daughter's life, and that had taken long enough. It had taken seven years of knowing the man, seven years of Selmak constantly saying what a good couple they would make, and a very very through check into Jack's background before he'd even started to accept the fact that his daughter and her CO cared about each other more than they were supposed too. And now just as he had fully accepted it, Sam told him that she was engaged to a cop named Pete.

"Pete and I had a fight the other day, and part of me is feeling guilty right now. Surrounded by these extremely odd, but mostly happy families, I feel guilty, and what's even stranger, I feel left out."

"Well, I don't know what this fight with Pete was about; but is the feeling of being left out because your three friends are each with their child, and your standing here helping fix dinner and talking with your Dad?" Jacob gently suggested.

"I made my choice Dad. I wasn't ready, I wasn't old enough, and I just couldn't do it...That's what Pete and I were fighting about the other day. I told him. He went ballistic, said it was my fault, called me a few names, and left. When I went home last night, he wasn't there. All his stuff was gone, it was like he'd never been there. He did call me today though," she admitted, staring as intently at the carrots she'd been copping as she usually did at fascinating new pieces of technology.

"What did that little rat bastard have to say?" Jacob was trying to keep a hold on his temper. It wouldn't do for him to lose it here and now. Times like this he loved having Selmak in his head, she was a genius at keeping him relatively calm.

"He wanted to tell me where to send the ring. Since he does get it back you know," Sam's voice was soft, Jacob almost couldn't hear her. "I know that Jonas was crazy, but the reason he got violent was because of…because of what happened when we were at Lackland. And the reason Pete leaves is because of the same reason. Maybe I'm not meant for this, maybe he was right. That no man can love me because I'm…" Sam looked out at the happy fathers and children, tears in her eyes. Jacob noticed that she was looking at Jack when she said the part about no man being able to love her.

"Sam look at me. Look at me sweetheart, you survived. You did what few others could do. And Jonas and Pete simply weren't worthy of you if they thought that what happened made you unworthy of them somehow. Oh Sammy, you are loved. Here in this house alone, besides me, are three men who would die for you. And one in particular I'm told actually said this out loud." Jake moved to stand in front of his daughter and took her face in his hands, making her look up at him as he spoke.

"That was four years ago Dad. A lot has happened since then, I can't imagine that he still cares about me as anything more than a friend. Besides he doesn't know, none of them do. If they did they would leave me or hurt me, just like Jonas, just like Pete and just like all the rest! And I can't believe you're saying what I think you are. You the 'very model of a modern Major General'." Sam was having trouble keeping her voice down. She couldn't lose the guys, without them she really didn't have much to live for anymore. After all Cassie was grown up, off at college and didn't need her, and without Pete anymore she didn't have much of a life outside of the mountain. In fact, she really had no life outside the mountain. So if the guys abandoned her, if Jack completely abandoned her like she knew he would if he knew the truth, she had nothing.

"Dad, I need to get some air. I'm going to go out for a little while. If the guys ask I'll be back and if Anne and Charlie ask, it has nothing to do with what Anne said tonight. I just need to clear my head. Okay?" Sam gave her father a weak smile and went to leave the kitchen.

"Your wrong Sam. He still cares, anyone can see it, if anything he cares more now than he did four years ago. And none of them would leave you. They would want to know where the bastard was so they would go kill him. But they would never leave you, especially not him. Jack loves you Sam. He would never leave you and would never hurt you, and that's a big admission for a protective father to make. And even though I was 'the very model of a modern Major General' I have always wanted you to be happy Sam, Jack can do that, God only knows how he does and why it has to be him. But it is, and so I accept it, because you and your happiness mean more to me than anything. Go clear your head Sammy, but remember, there are people who love you no matter what. And one of them would rather die than lose you."

"But that's the thing Dad, I've already lost him," Sam sounded so dejected as she slipped out of the house, that both Jacob and Selmak couldn't help but feel like they had failed.

Sam took her motorcycle, which she had driven to the General's for the BBQ, out to the old raceway. It was just abandoned track, nothing special, and certainly not difficult, but the paved track let her go fast. And that was what she needed, speed. Sam always thought better when adrenaline was racing through her, and the easiest, fastest way was to get an adrenaline high was by going as fast as she could on her bike. She had started racing after…it…happened, it was a way for her to be in control and still do something extremely dangerous. So Sam sped around and around the track, pushing her supped up classic bike to higher and higher speeds. And while she whipped around the track she thought about what her dad had said. He had said that Jack loved her that he still did, and would, even if he knew the truth. Dad obviously wanted her to tell them. But he didn't understand. What she wanted even more than Jack's love, and she wanted that pretty damn badly, was his respect. She also wanted respect from Daniel and Teal'c. And she had that, she had earned their respect eight years before and she couldn't risk losing that. She had lived without Jack for years now, she could survive, sort of, without knowing exactly if he returned her feelings, but she couldn't survive without his respect.

After she had ridden for hours, and was nearly out of gas, Sam finally left the raceway. She went to the nearest gas station, and while filling the gas tank on her classic Indian, Sam tried to get her still jumbled thoughts together. She knew that leaving the BBQ had been a bad idea, the guys, even Daniel, would have noticed and they were not going to let up until they learned why. Or rather Daniel would push and push for an answer, Teal'c would stand silently not judging but wanting an answer and being patient enough to wait until she was ready to speak, and then there was Jack. He would also be patient, wanting her to open up, but in her time, so he would be trying to get Daniel off her back. After paying for the gas, Sam continued to just ride around, the dark streets of Colorado Springs, enjoying the relative peace and quiet, as she continued to try to put some order to her thoughts. At the very least, she thought, I now know exactly how Anne felt earlier this evening. When I go back to Jack's I will have to tell them, they won't accept a lie of any kind. As she past one of the many parks in Colorado Springs, she impulsively pulled over and parked her bike. A quick walk in the park would help her figure everything out, she thought. As Sam strolled through the park, she found herself standing by the main gazebo in the center of the park. The Colorado Springs Community Band was having one of their park concerts, and Sam stopped to listen to the music. Tonight's concert featured the music of Cole Porter and the Community band had found different singers for each of the lovely old songs.

As Sam stopped to listen, an older woman stepped up into the gazebo and up to the old-fashioned microphone that had been set up. Sam recognized the song as the Band began to play and for the first time in years, she truly listened to "You Do Something To Me."

You do something to me

Something that simply mystifies me

Tell me, why should it be

You have the power to hypnotize me

My God, did Cole Porter have the Ancients time machine, did he write this about Jack and me? He always is mystifying me, he's much smarter than he lets on, but he would never admit it. And his eyes, they hypnotize me all the time. All he has to do is look at me with those brown eyes of his and I'm lost. I tried to move on. I tried to create a life outside the mountain, away from Jack, and it didn't work. No matter what we where doing, I was always comparing Pete to Jack, and there is no comparison between the two.

Let me live 'neath your spell

You do that voodoo that you do so well

For you do something to me

That nobody else could do.

The only voodoo Jack practices is the kind that infuriates me. He says once that he cares, other people say that he cares, but does he says anything more? No. Does he do anything to show that he still cares? No. I asked him directly 'what if things had been different' and what did he say 'I wouldn't be here' what kind of answer is that!

Let me live 'neath your spell

You do that voodoo that you do so well

For you do something to me

That nobody else could do

But I still want to fall under the spell that his eyes create. Even if he did practically told me to marry Pete. Practically every woman on base is at least a little bit in love with him, and it's not like I ever really stood a snowball's chance in Netu. After all, I never told him, about…about what happened in Lackland. The song is right; nobody else can do to me what Jack can with just a look. What was the point of even trying to get over him? I'm in love, with him. And for better or for worse, I think I'll always love him. Even if he will hate me soon enough.

That nobody else could do

As the song ended and the singer took a bow, Sam snapped out of her thoughts, she still didn't know what to do, but she knew that she couldn't let Jack go without a fight. She had to find a way for them to even have a chance a relationship, even if he was going to hate her when she told him, Daniel, and Teal'c about the past. She had to tell him, she had too many regrets already; she would not let him become another one. Walking quickly back to her bike Sam started riding in the direction of Jack's house.

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