Returning
Season 8- Some Sam and Pete, but mostly Sam and Jack
Pete goes through the Gate to meet 'Dad.'
Pete walked out of the locker room with Daniel and Teal'c. "Sam, I…I'm not so sure about this…"
She smiled at her fiancé. "Pete, trust me. It's nothing. Your first trip through the Gate is just like your first airplane ride."
He just looked at her. "I hate flying. But that's not what I'm talking about. These suits…why on Earth do you have to carry all of this stuff?"
She chuckled. "So that we're prepared for every conceivable situation."
"But as I keep saying, it's the inconceivable situations that have me worried." Jack said, approaching the group. "Mr. Shanahan."
"Pete. And it's nice to see you again, General."
"It's Jack."
"Oh, hey, speaking of conceivable scenarios and gear and Generals…Jack, do you think you could mention something about sunscreen to whoever sets us up with these suits?" Daniel asked. "I can never find any when I need it."
The group just looked at him. "What? I fry!"
"Submit a request to Walter in writing when we get back." Jack said.
"I've heard a lot about you, Jack." Pete said, as they walked toward the Gate Room.
"Don't believe a word of it. I'm actually a nice guy."
Sam laughed. "Nothing but good things, sir."
"Oh, well in that case…don't believe a word of it." Jack replied while Pete looked at him, slightly confused.
"He likes to mess with our heads every once in a while." Sam whispered.
"Oh."
They reached the ramp as the Gate began dialing. "So campers, are we ready to play with our Tok'ra buddies?"
"Tok'ra buddies?" Pete asked.
"The aliens that Dad lives with." Sam translated.
"Gotta love 'em." Jack said, sarcastically.
"Uh?" Pete said, looking at Sam.
"Let's just say that the General has had some…unique luck when it comes to the Tok'ra."
"Really?"
"Luck is a term I suppose you're using very loosely." Jack said, dryly.
"Of course."
"Huh?"
"Well, actually, Jack…it IS luck…just not GOOD luck." Daniel pointed out.
"Thank you, Danny. I could have lived my whole life without hearing that."
"I'm a little lost." Pete said.
"Well, you see, it's really simple…do you think torture is luck?"
"That would qualify as VERY bad luck." Pete agreed.
The Stargate's wormhole activated with a big kawoosh. Pete just stared at the event horizon. "Sam, babe…I swear that has GOT to be defying the laws of physics."
She laughed. "Actually, it doesn't." She saw the look of utter confusion on her fiancé's face. "I know it looks like water in which case, it would defy the laws of gravity. But it's actually the event horizon that opens an unstable wormhole. You see we use a subspace bubble to travel through another dimension to another planet inside our dimension and space…"
Jack turned to Pete. "Welcome to life with Carter." He whispered.
She realized that she was getting blank stares from Pete, Jack and a number of the other personnel in the Gate room. "Never mind. Suffice it to say…when you step through that Gate, you'll go to another planet."
"It took you eight years to finally be able to turn that into something I can understand?" Jack asked.
She smiled. "No. I could have done it when we met in the briefing room, but…I thought you deserved to be bored to tears."
"What have I done to you?"
"Do you want the long list or the short one?"
Jack shook his head. "It's time to go and see Dad."
"Dad?" Pete asked.
"Don't ask." She whispered.
"So, how's the first time?" Pete asked, as he stood right before the event horizon.
"You should ask Carter…she nearly lost her lunch. A rather big lunch as I recall."
She glared at him.
"Maybe you shouldn't have had that big lunch, eh, Captain?"
"You threw up?" Pete asked.
"I hadn't properly calculated for stellar drift."
"Huh?"
Jack shoved the man through. Sam looked at him. "What'd you do that for?"
"I thought I'd spare him one of your long lectures. Besides, he probably would have chickened-out."
"He's a cop."
"Ah…but I can smell fear a mile away…"
"You're really something." She said, laughing.
"Thanks, Carter. So are you."