Hi! So sorry about the wait but I couldn't be a rude guest. Just letting you know that if words are in bold, they are memories, and if italic, then they are thoughts. Natters: the aliens have a device that allows them to go both ways. That will come into play later in the story. Here you go!
The next two days were hellish for Sam. She spent most of her time in her lab, trying to find something to keep her busy. She hardly slept at all, and when she did, she cried herself to sleep. Nearly every waking moment had been spent crying for Sam. Every time they had an incoming wormhole, Sam would run to the control room.
On the second day after Jack had gone missing, Sam had managed to fall asleep crying again, woken only by the telephone that had begun to ring.
"Major Carter," she said sleepily.
"It's Colonel O'Neill ma'am, he's back," said the voice.
That's all Sam needed. In an instant she was awake, running full speed to the gate room. When she got there, she found Gen. Hammond, Daniel, and Teal'c looking at Jack strangely.
"Sir!" she exclaimed as she walked quickly to him.
"Wait!" Daniel commanded.
"Daniel, what's wrong with you? Colonel O'Neill is back!" Sam exclaimed.
"Yes, but he doesn't know where he is or who we are," said Daniel quietly.
The smile on Carter's face vanished as she realized what Daniel had said.
"Wait!" said O'Neill. He looked at Sam hard.
"I know you," he murmured.
His eyes widened, "Samantha!" he practically yelled.
Then he dove at her and started hugging her, as if protecting her from an unknown source. Carter stood there shocked, but gladly returned the hug.
"Uh, welcome…back, sir," replied a very surprised Carter.
"Sir? Why do you call me that?" he asked.
"Well, because it's your title," she said confused.
"I don't really like it," he replied.
"Okay, then what would you like me to call you?"
"I don't know. I have this name in my head, but I don't know why," he replied.
"What is it?" asked Carter, feeling as if she was talking to a three-year-old.
"Um..Jack," he said, clearly mystified by the name.
"That's your name. Jack," Carter said smiling a bit.
"Um, Jack, what exactly do you remember?" asked Daniel curiously.
"Umm…Samantha, my name, and that's about it," Jack replied.
This whole time Jack had still not removed a very protective arm from around Sam, who was loving every minute of it!
"Alright, lets get him to his quarters and continue the questions there," said Gen. Hammond.
Then they all walked off with Jack who refused to give up his death grip on Sam until they got to his room.
There you go! Now you know who is injured mentally. I am a major shipper so don't worry, you'll be seeing a lot more of Jack protecting Sam, and then those two hopefully getting together. Heehee more suspense. I'm mean.