Disclaimer: still not mine. but jack sooooo should be. or daniel. my little black dress daniel. :D

A/N: sorry it's taken so long for me to update. school has been a real... well, let's just say it's not been very pleasant. I'm sorry to all those I had to make wait. However, here's an update, and hopefully another one will be soon. As always, review if you want more. I love you all. :)

Chapter Four – Collisions

Sam hurried over to Pete's car, where she quickly got in and pecked him on the cheek. She didn't really feel like actually kissing him; he might've wanted to do a little more than just a small greeting kiss.

"Hey Sam. How's work?"

"Not bad," Sam grumbled to him.

"Any aliens that you've blown up?" Pete asked hopefully.

"You know I can't tell you that stuff," Sam reprimanded him. God, it was so much easier around Jack; he actually knew everything already. It was his job to know everything that happened with the G'ould. "Where's the restaurant?" She said, changing the subject.

"Oh, it's a couple of miles from here. You wanna get going?"

Sam smiled at him. He was a sweet guy… Maybe it wouldn't be so hard actually being married to him… If only she wasn't in love with someone else. "Yeah, let's get going."

"Well I have to show you a surprise, but we can wait until afterwards, okay?"

"Sounds great…" Sam said, sounding somewhat too cheerful for how she felt. Fortunately, Pete didn't seem to notice it.

The car ride went by without much talking, the silence making Sam both comfortable and increasingly anxious as they reached towards the restaurant. Sam didn't bank on staying long; Pete probably wouldn't want to stay with her once she had told him what was going to happen.

They were seated at a small table with a great view overlooking a small pond with little goldfish swimming around in circles. The patio below was decorated in small, festive, glittery lights that cast small little halo-like glows around the pond and the fish inside. The twilight shimmered slightly with the potential of numerous stars, but only a few seemed to have come out of their darkness to greet the eyes of the people below them.

Sam glanced nervously at Pete, who was scanning the list of rather expensive red wines. "Well, now or never, I suppose…" Sam thought, and cleared her throat tentatively. "Uh, Pete?"

Pete looked up from the wine list, and looked at her gently. "Yeah, Sam?"

"I… um… uh… well, Pete, I think we should… um, well, it's kind of hard for me to say this… but, uh… I think…" She trailed off, wondering how she could phrase it without doing so much damage.

"Sam, you're getting me kind of worried…"

"Pete, I think that it would be best for the both of us if we called the marriage off. I feel like you're missing a big part of my life by not working with me in… my job, and it's become a big strain—"

Pete jumped up and cut her off. "What do you mean, the marriage is going to be called off? Are you insane, Samantha? You promised me we would get married! I even have the house, which I was going to show you later on, with the kitchen you wanted and everything! And don't give me this bullshit about how your job is the thing that's pulling us apart. It's him," he finished venomously, turning slightly pink. "And you're not even allowed to love him, Samantha. You're his second in command. You're his junior officer, and you would be caught and turned in and court marshaled. You have no chance with Gen. Jack O'Neill. And it's a shame that you had to forget that and ruin your chances with me." Pete had raised his voice ever so slightly, but it didn't matter, because his stomping away from the dinner table had caused enough commotion for most of the restaurant to pay attention to their table.

Sam was still shocked however, about Pete's outburst towards Jack. Her eyes were smarting, because Pete had told her Jack would never love her. How could that be possible? Weren't there always situations that made it obvious they liked each other…? Sam didn't know anymore. However, she knew that she had to call someone to get her home.

…It was just her luck that Jack was the only one who answered his cell phone.