Chapter Four

Author: roseofthegate

Disclaimer: Note: I don't own the song Whiskey River. It's sung by Trick Pony and Willie Nelson.

A/N: Not as many reviews for Chapter Three as there were for Chapter Two…I guess I'm getting greedy. –Bad Jenn- Well, it doesn't really matter, I guess. I'm just writin' to have fun! Oh, I read a transcript of Threads! OMG! I think I died…although I won't have to kill one character (one I've been plotting to kill for a while), I might have to kill another if he doesn't…ah well, we all haven't seen it yet, so…2 more weeks for us Americans! Two more!


Jack's Point of View

I drove home later that night, at Daniel's insistence. He's been my 'keeper' ever since I was promoted. So…I went home. I hate going home, honestly…because it holds so many memories. Some are happy and others are painful. I remember when Carter came over the night after I had all that Ancient data downloaded into my head. I swear, I wanted to kiss her right then and there; to tell her how I feel…And then Danny and Teal'c came with their impeccable sense of timing! There are only so many memories a guy can handle.

Quite honestly, the last person I wanted to think about, was Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter and yet…she seems to plague me day and night. I thought now that she was married my feeling would just go away. That's what I was hoping, actually. But since when was life ever easy?

I went to the refrigerator and poured myself a glass of whiskey and I thought of a song I'd heard once in a bar.

Whiskey River take my mind

Don't let her mem're torture me

Whiskey River don't run dry

You're all I've got, take care of me

I hate it when a song can capture exactly what I'm feeling, but it's true and it seems to happen quite often. Tonight is a night for me and the whiskey bottle. Now, what was the next part of that song?

I'm drowning in a whiskey river

Bathing my memory's mind in the wetness of its' soul

Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind

And warm an empty heart you left so cold


Allison's Point of View

Okay, so you'd think that since I already have a slightly depressed patient on my hands, the General would try to cooperate as much as he could. Guess again. I came into work to find a severely hung-over general waiting for me in my office. When he saw me, he grimaced. "I need an ear, Major," he said. Translation: 'Get your ass in your office and sit down! I need you to work your 'shrink' powers on me.'

I obeyed and sat down behind my desk. I silently got two Advils out from the desk drawer and handed them to Jack. Can you tell that we do this often?

He swallowed the capsules with out water and accounted his night for me. Apparently he started feeling sorry for himself because of Sam's decision to marry that son of a bitch and then her predicament and…I guess he and the whiskey bottle became pretty close friends. When he finished his tale, I looked at him and raised my eyebrows expectantly. "Feeling better, sir?" I inquired saucily.

"Yeah. Thanks, Allison."

I nodded and smiled as the general stood up and left. I went to see Sam about fifteen minutes later. She looked a lot better today. The swelling on her face had diminished greatly. She looked almost normal.

"Can I go work in my lab, Aly?" she greeted me.

I looked at her a bit shocked and then thought 'What's new? She always wants to work in her lab!' I shrugged. "Put on some make-up and you can work in your lab ONLY. No going off world. Don't think this gets you out of your sessions with me, Colonel because it doesn't. We still have some nice long talking to do, okay."

She nodded and then rushed off to apply her cosmetics and get to her 'doo-hickeys' as the general calls them.


A/N: I know it's short, but Chapter Five is longer. The next chapter's when Aly goes to get Sam's things. Who knows what will happen? I will say this, though, the more reviews I get, the faster I will want to update! Don't forget to check the bio for review responses. I will post all of them at the end of the last chapter in this story. Oh, and for those of you who care—it snowing AGAIN! Times like this make me want to seriously move to the United Kingdom!
Jenn