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Ch 18: The fishing trip

Sam went overboard and bought enough fishing 'stuff' for ten people. They packed it all in her car and drove to where they had once found Jack's younger clone. General Hammond had said yes to them going fishing, in fact he almost insisted on it. Sam pulled to a stop and turned to Jack.

"These are some awesome cars," He said as he turned to Sam.

"Yeah… er, they have newer cars in… Colorado springs," she said smiling sweetly at him.

"I'm not an idiot," he replied rudely. "Need any help?" he gestured towards the back of the car, where all the fishing equipment was.

"Thanks," she walked to the back and opened it, she pulled out a tackle box that was full of bait. "Here you go." She handed to him. "Why don't you find us a nice spot to fish?" she suggested.

"Fine," He muttered. "My brother told me how to find the best place to fish."

Sam smiled. "I'll be along in a minute." She assured him. He nodded and walked away. Sam sighed and lifted two poles out of her car, and a bag of supplies she thought she would need... including a book. She shut the back door with her foot and hurried off to find Jack.

She found him a moment later; he looked up at her and smiled. "This is going to be great! The fish are practically jumpin' out of the water!" Sam smiled and climbed up the rocks, which was hard with all of her stuff in her hands, she sat next to Jack. He took his pole and began to bait it.

"Would you uh, do mine too?" Sam asked. Jack shrugged and picked up hers, then handed it to her moments later. "Thanks."

"No problem," He said, he cast his line over the water and leaned back. "It's a nice day, not sunny and not too cloudy."

Sam smiled. "How do you uh… cast?" she asked.

Jack sat up and stared at her. "You've never been fishing?" he asked incredulously.

"Well, no, I've never really had the time," She said, knowing her cheeks were turning slightly pink.

Jack reeled in his line and began to teach her, and being Sam, she learned quickly, after getting her hook stuck on a tree for the second time, she managed to actually get it in river. She smiled triumphantly and turned to Jack who was also smiling.

"I think you got the hang of it," He said, then went back to study his fishing line.

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An hour later, Jack had caught five fish and Sam had yet to catch one. She glared angrily at the river, silently begging a fish to bit her bait. Jack's line began to move, something was tugging on it. Jack smiled and reeled it in. "Miss Sam! Another one!" he said excitedly, she smiled a false smile.

"Thanks great Jack!" she said. She looked back down into the river. "Come on, please?" she muttered quietly enough that Jack couldn't hear.

"How you doin'?" he asked as he scooted closer to her.

"I don't know," she muttered. "You'd think they would start biting by now."

"Don't worry," he said with a smile. "I'm sure they'll start biting soon."

"How do you know so much about fish?" she asked as she swatted a mosquito off of her arm.

"My brother, he loved to go fishing with pop," he answered. "I didn't know pop very well, before he died, but my brother took me to the spots he had brought him, it was almost like… like he was there, ya know?"

Sam smiled slightly, she didn't know. "That must have been nice to have an older brother like that."

He nodded. "It was, he's great!"

"Well, I think we should be going, it's already… we've been here nearly three hours!"

Jack smiled and shook his head. "It can take a while to fish sometimes." He reeled in his line and looked at Sam who was doing the same. Suddenly, something tugged on Sam's pole. "You got one!"

"I got one?" she asked.

"Yes!" Jack shouted. "Reel it in, nice and slowly, that's it, not too fast… you got him."

Sam smiled as she lifted her fish out of the water. "I got one!" she said triumphantly.

"Yep!" Jack stood up. "Great job!" Sam stood up and began to gather her things. Jack took her fish off of the hook, and added them with his.

"Sam?" a voice called from the other side of the river.

Sam turned around to see… "Pete?" she asked. Sure enough, it was Pete; he was setting up a fold-up chair with another lady, Sam looked at her incredulously, he already has another girlfriend? She took a step forward, not paying attention to where she was stepping, her foot fell through two rocks. "AHH!" She cried as she fell forward into the river, her head slammed against another rock.

"Miss Sam!" Jack shouted, he threw the fish to the side and jumped in the river after her, so had Pete.

Sam was out for a second, but when she opened her eyes, she was underwater. She tried to swim up, but she felt weak… someone yanked on her arm, and began to pull her up. Jack dragged her to land. Sam coughed up a lot of water.

"Sam, Sam are you alright?" Pete demanded as he rushed to her side.

Sam coughed up some more water. "I'm… I'm fine… thank you… Jack." She said between deep breaths. Pete looked up at Jack.

"He aged again?" Pete asked.

"Oh Petey!" the lady across the stream called. "Come on sweetheart."

"Just a minute!" he shouted. "Sam I gotta go, are you going to be okay?" Sam nodded and felt her head; she pulled her hand back and found it dripping with blood. "Oh my god, you're bleeding, let me help you-"

"No!" Sam shouted. "Go! Pete! Now!"

"Sam-"

"Listen, I don't know who you are, but you better get outta here, she doesn't want you here!" Jack shouted as he stepped closer. Pete looked surprised at his outburst; he nodded slowly and hurried back to the other side of the river. Jack leaned over Sam's head. "Are you okay?" he asked inspecting her wound.

She nodded ever so slowly. "Can you help me up?" she asked. Jack took her hand and began to pull her up. "Oww!" she muttered. "Dang! I think I sprained my ankle!" she looked down her leg; her ankle was beginning to swell up.

"Here," Jack said. "I can't carry you, but put your arm around my shoulder, and put your weight on me." He instructed. Sam did as she was told; they made their way back to Sam's car.

"Here," Jack said as he stopped walking, he opened Sam's door and helped her inside. "I need to call someone… a doctor, where's a doctor?"

"Can- oh god I left it back there." Sam said; she laid her head back on the seat.

"What? Left what back there? I can go get it." Jack said.

"My cell phone, it's with my book, marking the page I was on." Sam said. Jack nodded and ran as fast as he could, back down to the river, he quickly grabbed all their stuff and ran back to the car in record time.

"Here." He panted as he handed her the phone. Sam took it and dialed a number.

"Janet?" she asked. "Janet, this is Sam… yes, I'm fine, well, not really, I think my ankle's sprained, and my head's bleeding… I can't drive; Jack's not old enough… I'll tell you later… I'm at Kern River, the… yes! Okay…" Sam handed the phone to Jack.

Jack placed it next to his ear. "Hello?" he asked.

"Jack!" Janet's voice called from the other end of the phone. "I'm coming right over, make sure she does not fall asleep, she could have a concussion, okay?"

"Okay…" Jack answered.

"I'll be right there!" Janet said, and then hung up.

Jack handed the phone to Sam. "I don't know how to turn it off…" he said.

Sam smiled slightly and turned the phone off. "Oh… god this hurts!" she muttered, she tightened her teeth together. Jack looked at her helplessly.

"Anything I can do? To make you… uh… feel comfortable?" he asked.

"Yeah," Sam said. "I'm getting really cold, there's a blanket, in the trunk if-"

"On it!" Jack said, he opened the driver's door and reached under and pulled out a blue blanket. He shut the door and hurried back to Sam, he spread the blanket over her body. "Should I take off your wet shoes?" he asked.

"That would be nice, please be careful on my left foot." She said; she suddenly felt almost frozen.

"I will," Jack said. He carefully removed her right shoe and sock. "You're freezing!" Sam nodded. He carefully untied her left shoe, and slowly slipped it off of her foot, Sam winced. He then ever so gently removed her sock. "Your foot's bleeding!"

Sam barely lifted up her head to check her foot, sure enough, there was a gash, she sighed and leaned back, she slowly closed her eyes.

"Miss Sam?" Jack asked, he moved over to her, carefully avoiding her body. "You have to stay awake, Miss Sam."

Sam opened her eyes again. "I know," she muttered. "Thanks..."

"She'll be here soon, don't worry, you'll be fine."

"I'm not worrying," She muttered, she closed her eyes again.

"Miss Sam?" Jack asked, he shook her shoulders slightly.

Sam opened her eyes again. "I'm sorry," she swallowed.

Jack sat there, staring out the window, waiting anxiously for the doctor to arrive…

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Sorry for bringing Pete back in! I didn't know I was going to until I got to that part, know what I mean? Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!

Morgann THANKS! You rock!