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Sam gazed at the computer screen in front of her. She looked concentrated on what she was working on.
Another 'key' word there. Looked.
She wasn't really paying attention to the mission report she was supposed to be reading, but instead her mind was drifting off to other places.
The biggest thing on her mind right now was her fathers' death. She couldn't believe that he had really died. It hadn't clicked with her yet. She knew that he was dead, but at the same time, she felt like he was alive. It would take a while before she realized that he was dead, and he was never coming back.
Her mixed emotions over her fathers' death confused her. She was fine with his death, as she had said, he was supposed to have died four years ago, but now she knew him better than ever.
She had gone to Marks house to tell him about their father. She wasn't sure how to explain to him that she had been there when Jacob had died, and that there was nothing she could do about Mark not being able to come to the base.
He didn't take it well. A few years ago it might not have affected him much, or maybe it would have affected him more.
Still staring at the computer screen, Sam thought back to when she had gotten her father and brother to talk again.
If she hadn't have done that, Mark might not have made up with Jacob, and when he found out about his death, Mark might have regretted not speaking to him.
Her father was a great person. He was kind and always wanted Sam to have what she wanted. She was thankful for that.
It reminded her of one of her visits to see her father before he died. Just before the last Tok'ra came to see him, she went to talk to him one last time.
Flashback"Hi, Dad" Sam looked at her father sadly. Her blue eyes sparkled with tears, and the dark circles under her eyes showed that she had not slept for a while.
"Hi, Sam" Jacob said to her, weakly and sore sounding. "What's wrong?"
"Dad? You're dieing. What, did you expect me to be happy or something?"
"No. But I don't think that my condition is the only thing that you are upset about right now."
"Its just that there is a lot on my mind. You, Daniel missing again, Pete."
"What about Pete?" Jacob said, hoping it was what he had been hoping for a long time. That she had admitted to someone that she loves Jack, and so she dumped Pete.
"Nothing. Its just…" She paused. She wasn't sure if she really wanted to talk to her father about this.
"Yes?" Her father said patiently. He had waited this long, and he could wait a few more seconds.
"I broke up with Pete."
"Oh. I thought that you loved him. Why did you break up?" Jacob said. He sounded dry, with a little happiness in there somewhere. A small smirk crossed his face. It was kind of like the look he gave when he gated back to earth and saw his daughter.
"It just wasn't right anymore. Right now I can't deal with it. There's just too much on my mind right now."
"Are you sure that's all?" There he was. Hinting at her again. Jacob couldn't help but wonder if she was going to get the message this time.
"Yeah." She said. Jacob knew that she wasn't telling him the truth. He could see it in her eyes.
"OK" he said.
There was a knock at the door, and the Tok'ra entered the room.
End FlashbackShe realized that she never had told her father that she went to Jacks house. She didn't know what he would think of it, and she wasn't sure if she wanted him to know.
She thought back to when she had gone to Jacks house. She knew that he loved her, and he knew that she loved him back.
She recalled the moments before her fathers' death when she was sitting next to Jack.
"Always"
That word rang through her ears. The look in his eyes was still fresh in her memory. She felt like she was still there. It was one of her memories that she knew would never go away.
There was another thing she had talked to her father about. Daniel. She remembered her talking to Jacob about Daniel.
She missed Daniel. She had lost him so many times, and now she had lost him and her father.
Realizing that she was still in front of her computer, she drew her eyes away from the screen.
Her eyes fell on a mirror that came from some planet some other team had visited. It came from Daniels office, and he had brought it there to show her something about it, but she couldn't remember what he had said. They were both called to the gateroom, and he had to leave it there.
She looked into the mirror briefly and noticed that she had been unknowingly crying. She wiped the tears from her face and looked back at the computer screen to try and read the report.
Three sentences in and she was interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Come in," she said, and she turned around to see who was at her door.
Jack entered his house and threw his keys on the table next to the door. He took his jacket off and threw it on the table next to his keys.
He went into the kitchen and grabbed a beer out of the refrigerator.
He went into the living room and switched on the TV. He put in a 'Simpsons' tape he recorded from the night before and sat down on his couch.
He wasn't even paying attention to it. He stared at the screen, focused, but not really.
Yeah, sure, he "looked" focused, but he wasn't.
Key word there. Looked.
He thought about Kerry. She put him in such an awkward position.
Its not that he didn't like thinking about being with Sam, he just didn't like to be told to think about.
Then again, it wasn't like he had ever been told to think about it before.
He thought about all the long, boring, briefings he had gone to. Whenever Sam was briefing SG-1 and General Hammond, he didn't mind listening to her.
But then Daniel would stand up and start talking about ancient cultures, and artifacts, and all that "blah-blah-blah" that went through Jacks mind when Daniel spoke.
He would always stare into outer space thinking of her and doodling on his little notepad.
He never really drew things on his notepads. At least nothing specific. Little shapes lined the margins of the page, but no words filled the spaces between the lines.
Jack blinked as he realized that he was now watching the ending credits of the Simpsons. He didn't even realize that he had sat through the whole episode, or that he had finished his beer.
He sat back on the couch, thinking some more. Wondering how he had started this whole domino effect of thoughts, he finally managed to trace it all back to Kerry.
"Kerry…Kerry…" He thought. He started to think of her again, and then he remembered the note she had left him.
He got up and went into the kitchen. When he reached the counter he opened the draw that he had put the note into. He took out the note and sat in a chair to read it again. Thinking about what it said, Jack decided that he needed to do something…anything.
He himself knew little of what he was talking about.
He read the note countless times.
He wanted to tell Sam. He had told her he loved her, but there was something else.
He wanted to tell her about Kerry.
He had felt guilty about how she had been in his house when Sam arrived. Her narrow escape made things OK for a little while, but now he wanted to tell Sam. He wanted to be honest with her.
He had no idea what he was going to do or what would happen next, but he folded the note, put it in his pocket, grabbed his keys and his coat and drove away.
Sorry that this one has a very small amount of dialog, but the next chapter will have mostly dialog in it.
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