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Sorry it took a while but homework must come first, and plus I had a few busy weekends and I have had after school meetings, and its just been crazy, and I didn't want to post this until I thought it sounded good. I also wanted to have all of these scenes in one chapter, because I didn't like how I thought it would sound without any of these scenes in the same chapter.
Aussie73-I did not answer your questions in this chapter, but I should be answering them in the next chapter!
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By the way, the second scene is the scene where Jacob is telling Sam that he is dieing, and the third one starts in the middle of the original scene where Sam is talking to her father about whether or not she is happy. In other words, the dialog didn't change from the show (except for the last line), but I started the scene from the middle. Just wanted to make sure you knew that.
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The drive to the SGC was awkward. Silence filled the car. The radio was off and there was no c.d. in the c.d. player.
Sam's eyes were glazed over. She was focused, not on the road, however. Her eyebrows were lowered and her eyes were a little shifty. She was holding back tears, and Jack knew it. He knew her all to well. Although, at times, he thought that he didn't know her well enough. She always managed to surprise him.
The look she was giving now was like the times when Daniel had gone missing. When she thought she had lost her second brother.
Jack looked over to her. He saw her pretend to focus on the road, but he knew it was Jacob she was worried about.
Jacob had always approved of him. There was, of course, the occasional look of, "your stupid" that he tried to hide, or the "Stop joking around" look that Jack always tried to get him to make. Sam always seemed to laugh especially at those jokes.
Suddenly the car turned, and they pulled into the parking lot and entered the SGC.
From the observation room, Jack watched Sam enter the isolation room where Jacob was being taken care of in. He watched her sit down and talk to Jacob.
Something had to be wrong. It was obvious that there was, but Jack still had to say it to himself. Jack couldn't help thinking 'what could be wrong?" as he thought about the fact that Jacob had Selmac in him. Selmac should be able to cure Jacob, right? That could be the only reason why Jacob would be in there.
"Unless…no, it can't be. I'd rather not think about that…" Jack thought. He expected the worst, but he'd rather not even take it into consideration. He didn't even want to consider what he was thinking as a possibility.
Realizing that he was alone in the observation room, Jack turned his gaze to Sam. The woman who he was in love with, who had just admitted her feelings for him. He would have let out one of his 'sneaky' smiles if it weren't for the increasingly saddened look on Sams face.
He felt horrible as he thought about the emotional roller coaster that she must be going through. Her break up with Pete, her admitting her feelings to him, and now, whatever was wrong with her father. All in a day or two.
'She can pull through this,' he thought. That was another thing that he loved about her. She was such a strong person. Physically and mentally. Times got tough, he did have to admit. But she was one heck of a strong person to deal with them. Some of those missions they had taken, had pushed her to the limits. Pushed her mind to the extremes.
Jack sat back and thought about Fifth. He had put Sam through so much. Jack couldn't help but feel responsible for that. He was the one who gave Sam the order to change the timer from 5 minutes to 3 minutes. If he hadn't of done that, Fifth wouldn't of captured Sam, replicated her, gone into her mind, and put her in a dream world.
With Pete.
Of course, it was really Fifth disguised as Pete, but it was still Pete.
He didn't want to think about that either.
But the thing was, he kept coming back to it. He couldn't help but think that if it weren't for Pete, Sam might not have come to his house and told him that she loved him. She might never have had a reason to.
"Back to that, 'fork in the road' stuff." Jack thought.
Jack looked back to Sam. She was crying, and it broke Jacks heart to see it.
Jack had rarely seen her cry. Besides the days where Daniel was missing, of course. Or when Janet died, or when she thought Jack died on the field right after Janet died, but all were completely understandable for anyone.
Jack decided not to get all technical about it, mentioning to himself any other times she had a tear.
He watched as Sam leaned over her father and kissed him on the forehead. She said something to him and then left the room.
Jack looked over to Jacob who was watching Sam leave. When she had completely left the room, Jacob looked into the observation room.
He looked right at Jack.
Right into his eyes.
It was like Jacob had been looking at Jack the whole time.
Jacob looked at Jack for a few seconds and then lowered his eyes, gave one of those looks he always seemed to give Jack, and then nodded his head slightly.
Jacks eyebrows lowered in confusion. He got up, still confused, and left the observation room.
" I just wanna know you're gonna be happy." Jacob said, looking into Sams eyes. His hand clutched Sams hand.
"I am." Sam said, trying to sound convincing. Jacob new her to well to know that this couldn't be true.
He knew she loved Jack. She hadn't told him that she told Jack, however.
So it was true. She really wasn't happy. She knew that. But there was no way she could get what she wanted. She could resign. But she knew all to well that she was too important to the SGC.
And she wouldn't make Jack resign. She couldn't do that to him. She knew that he loved her still and that was enough.
For now.
Well, what else could she do?
She knew where she belonged now. Not with Pete. Not with any one. Anyone except Jack. She had taken a big step. She knew where she was meant to be. She was meant for Jack, and Jack was meant for her. She knew that now, and she would never for get it.
And if she had to wait for him, she would.
"Don't let rules stand in your way." Jacob said, still looking into Sams eyes. He knew she knew what he was talking about. She had to. She did. It was another thing, however, to get her to admit it.
Sam looked at him, puzzled. Deep down she hoped it was Jack he was referring to "Couldn't be," she told herself.
"What are you talking about?" She asked innocently, but convincingly.
"You joined the Air Force because of me." Jacob tried to get Sam to see what he was talking about without telling her. It frustrated him. She HAD to know what he was talking about. He didn't see how she couldn't.
Well, maybe he was being too vague. But he was in the military too, and besides that, he didn't want to be the one to tell her that she should be with Jack. Even though he, as did everyone else, knew that Sam and Jack belonged together.
" I love my job." Sam said. She did. It was true. There was no denying it. Not that there would be anything to deny about whether or not she liked it.
" Mmm. You can still have everything you want." Jacob said, in one last effort to get her to realize what he was talking about.
" I do, Dad. Really." She said. She wouldn't admit to herself that Jack had to be what her father was referring to.
Jacob sighed, with frustration. She either didn't understand what he was talking about, or refused to. It was her stubbornness coming out again.
She took his hand again and squeezed it. She kissed him on the cheek and said, "I love you. I will come back later. Goodbye" before she left the room again.
Jack had been sitting in his office for over an hour. A stack of paperwork stood on his desk, and a pen was in his hand, but since he had entered the room, not one drop of ink had touched the paper.
He was too lost in thought. Not that he wanted to do paperwork in the first place. He always managed to make up an excuse. He always seemed to get out of it.
A knock at his startled him and when he looked up he was even more surprised to see Kerry. She had a nervous look on her face as she entered the room.
"How's Colonel Carter's father?"
"Doesn't look good," Jack said, realizing that Kerry was in his office. He felt nervous all of a sudden. He didn't know what she wanted, but he couldn't help but remember the note she had written him. The note that was still in his kitchen draw.
"Sorry to hear that," she closed the door and slowly turned around. She turned so slowly that it was almost like she was forcing herself to turn around. Like she didn't want to, but at the same time she knew that she had to.
"Closing the door, " Jack said, waiting until she was turned around most of the way.
"Yeah," she said, a little nervous, yet somehow confident at the same time. She knew what she wanted to say, which gave her the confidence, it was saying it that took her down. "Deeply symbolic."
"Really?" Jack asked her, half sarcastic.
" You never called me," she paused. "…so I assume that you got my letter."
"Yes. Thank you." He said, starting loud, ending in almost a whisper.
"Thank me? There's no need to thank me!" Jack looked at her puzzled, while she let out a shy smile. Her eyes glazed over and she began to explain.
"I know about your feelings for her. I'm not blind to it."
She paused for second.
Almost like she expected to say something.
But then he didn't say a word, and so she continued. "I really like you. We're good together."
"Yes. We are. But?" said Jack, standing up as she said it.
"You have issues. It's OK -- we all do. There's just one big one in particular that I don't think I can love with."
Jack raised his eyebrows, only half surprised that she said that, for some reason.
It only took Kerry a second to realize what she had said, and then correct herself.
"Live with. I need to get out before I get more involved. We can still work together, can't we? I'd hate to have to ask for reassignment. This is really important to me. We agreed this would never affect the job."
"We did." Jack said, slowly and carefully. He didn't know whether he should be happy or sad about what she was telling him.
"Good." She smiled at him before walking to the door, and carefully opening it. She stopped in her tracks, halfway out the door. She quickly turned around, putting her hands on her hips, and quickly began to speak. "You know, there's just one thing I don't understand."
"Just one?" Jack raised his eyebrows again.
"Is the Air Force the only thing keeping you two apart? Rules and regulations? Cos if it is, you're making a very big mistake."
His form dropped at this. His eyebrows lowered, he wasn't upright anymore, and he knew exactly what she was talking about. There was no denying it.
"And you know what I should do?"
"Retire."
"Again."
"Don't get me wrong -- you are considered invaluable to the programme by the Pentagon, but the President has appointed a civilian to run the S.G.C. before." Jack nodded to her in agreement. " Just a thought."
She left the room, closing the door.
Jack sat back in his chair and fiddled with pen he was now holding onto between his fingers again.
Now he was never going to any work done. He had a lot to think about.
A few Tok'ra were visiting Jacob when Sam entered the Observation Room.
Any minute now Jacob going to die, and Sam new it.
Tears came to her eyes with good reason. A tear streamed down her face, leaving her face wet. She didn't even bother to wipe it away.
She was looking at her father for a while, her face damp from tears, her eyes puffy and red, her mind spinning.
She looked away for a moment.
The Observation Room door squeaked open and Sam wiped her face with her sleeve to see who it was.
She looked over to see Jack standing there. He was looking at Jacob, but her then looked back at Sam.
"You OK?" Jack noticed her eyes were puffy. He knew she had been crying, but her face appeared dry.
"Actually, I'm fine. Good, even, strange as that sounds." Sam stopped speaking for a moment, and then continued, explaining what she meant. "I thought I lost him four years ago. Since then, we've been closer than we ever were in my whole life. In a way, Selmak gave me the father I never thought I'd know."
"C'me here." He put his arm around her shoulder. She took his hand and rested her head on his shoulder. They sat looking at Jacob for a moment, but then she turned to him to say something.
"Thank you, sir."
"For what?" Jack said, in almost a whisper.
"For being here for me." Sam said, in almost the same whispered voice.
"Always," Jack said, quietly again, but with a force at the same time. His tone seemed to show Sam that he really meant it. That he wasn't just saying it to say it. That he was always going to be there for her. And also that he always had.
Sam looked at Jack one more time before resting her head on his hand, and looking at her father.
Jacob was talking to the Tok'ra who were standing by the side of his bed. He was obviously having trouble speaking. He had become so weak.
Through the glass of the Observation Room, Sam could see her father mouth the words 'I'm ready'.
The Tok'ra standing by Jacobs's bed put his hand on Jacobs shoulder. He nodded to Jacob, and then looked up to Sam in the Observation Room.
She knew what this meant.
It was time to say goodbye.
Forever, this time.
Sam went to Jacob's bedside, taking his hand for what could be the last time. She kissed him on the forehead. He opened his eyes and looked at Sam.
"I love you." Jacob said. He closed his eyes.
Sam knew that he was dead now. There was nothing left to do.
Right now she didn't want to think about anything. Anything except her father. How close she had come with him. How well she knew him now.
She shut her eyes in grief, not allowing tears to escape her eyes.
Back in the Observation Room, Jack looked down at Sam and Jacob.
He wished he could do something about her father.
Anything.
But there was nothing that he could do. He was going to have to live with that.
He left the Observation Room, letting Sam be alone.
She knew that if she wanted to talk to someone she could always talk to him.
Until then? He was going to attempt tackle that pile of paperwork in his office.
'Attempt' he thought.
'Attempt' being the key word here…
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