Sammie Nicks

Author's Note: Since the other chapter was… not really a chapter, here's another one. I hope it's not too confusing. I'm just telling the story in a different order.

Disclaimer: Nothing of Stargate belongs to me!

Before the Beginning

A few hours earlier in the briefing room…

"Sir, Sam hasn't come in for her check-up yet," Janet said worriedly as she came into the room.

General Hammond looked at SG-1, sans Carter.

"What about the rest of you?"

"All done," Jack said.

"I thought she went with us," Daniel asked.

They looked at Teal'c for a possible answer. He looked at them and raised his eyebrows in the usual fashion.

"I do not think she accompanied us to the infirmary," he said, "I believe she wanted to return to her lab immediately."

Daniel looked puzzled—the whole face changing, head tilting combo.

"Daniel?" Jack asked.

"I sorta remember that too… but she went the opposite way of her lab…"

Hammond got up from his chair, "Alright, we're calling a search. I'll put everyone on alert."

They all nodded as the General left.

"I'll go check the other labs," Janet offered.

"Good idea," Jack said.

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Janet hurried down the corridor and stopped at Sam's lab. It wouldn't hurt to check it. The door was closed. She tried the knob and it successfully opened. She was surprised that it wasn't locked. She stepped carefully into the lab. It was dark, but there was a light flashing in random places.

She thought this was odd. Sam had probably left one of her experiments on, but then again, that wasn't like Sam at all.

Before she could say anything, music started to play. Out from the closet jumped Samantha Carter. She had a flask held upside down in her hand. With her eyes closed, she began to lip sing the song that was blaring from out of nowhere.

Janet entered the lab and closed the door silently, leaning against a nearby table. She was enjoying this.

Sam was moving and dancing to the music. She even imitated playing some of the instruments. The music died out and Sam began to bow and blow kisses to her invisible audience.

Janet smiled and clapped.

"Wow Sam, I didn't know you could move like that!"

Sam turned on the lights quickly. She knew she couldn't get out of this one.

She simply replied, "The military teaches you a lot of things…"

Janet nodded and had a mischievous smile on, "Right and I suppose they also taught you how to make a grand entrance at a rock concert?"

Sam was drinking water and almost choked at Janet's words.

"How long were you standing there?"

She smiled, "I got here just in time to see the whole concert."

Sam nodded slowly as she put her water bottle back down, "I see…"

There was an awkward silence between them. Well, it was more awkward for Sam because Janet was just enjoying Sam's embarrassing situation.

"So, I'll see you and Cass tomorrow?" Sam asked, hoping for her good friend to dismiss everything that she just saw.

It was like Janet had read her mind and Sam sadly knew her friend too well… she wasn't going to let it go.

"Of course… By the way, I came here because you missed your visit to the infirmary," she said, "but after what you just did, I think you're in perfect health."

"Janet!" Sam said desperately, "Please, don't say anything to anyone! Especially not the Colonel. You know how he can be."

The doctor couldn't help but smile even more. This was good. This was too good.

"Alright, I'll let you go," Janet replied.

Sam let out a sigh of relief.

"IF," Janet began to add.

"Oh dear God," Sam thought, "Janet is a little devil… Not only shooting needles into us, but doing it for the fun of it! Whatever she is planning, it has got to be horrible."

"IF you volunteer to sing at open-mike-night at O'Malleys," Janet finished.

"What! O'Malleys doesn't even have an open-mike-night. Come to think of it, I don't even think they have a stage!" Sam exclaimed.

"Now I can remedy that. Just be ready by 9."

"Tonight?"

"Of course!"

She walked out of the room with a wicked chuckle. Sam shuddered as she remembered the last time she witnessed that laugh. The poor airman came out of the infirmary worse than he had come in.

She collapsed on her makeshift stage in the lab and closed her eyes. She needed to get out of this nightmare.