A/N: Okay, so I lied. There will be pie in the NEXT chapter.

Dedicated to: scottiedog, samcarter2, nogigglingmajor, and Tahra.


On the way back to Earth, Sue, Sandra and Sam spent the time talking and catching up on each other's lives.

"I just don't get it, Sam," Sue said finally. "Both of us have horrible track records with relationships … but why are you still with Pete when he obviously isn't the right guy for you? I've seen you with him, Jonas, all your boyfriends and those three," she indicated Jack, Daniel and Teal'c with her thumb, "Why are you staying in a relationship you don't want to be in?"

Sam thought about what to say before she answered her sister's question. Her eyes traveled over to where Jack, Daniel and Teal'c were talking about something or other that was probably related to a bet or one of the unofficial workings at the SGC. Sam noticed how handsome Jack looked with his hair longer than normal, and the way his regular white tee-shirt was pulled tight over his chest when he laughed.

Sandra and Sue watched their sister closely, both having a very good idea why Sam was still in a relationship with Pete. At long last their sister turned back to them and whispered, "I don't want to be alone anymore."

"You're never alone, Sam," Sandra said softly, "We're always there for you. And so are those three fine men standing over there."

Tears came to Sam's eyes, but she refused to let them fall. Sue put a comforting hand on her sister's knee, "Sam, I know my life is full of a lot of shit right now, and I know yours is, too – but you have to remember that having a life outside of work is often a lot better if you share it with someone who knows what you do all day."

Sam smirked slightly, "You sound like you're talking from experience, Sue."

"I am." Sue's eyes were soulful, trying to get her point across to her sister, "When I told you that I was working, it was true, but not in the way you think."

"What are you talking about?"

A genuine smile crept onto Sue's face, "I'm undercover trying to take down a drug lord."

"And you're comments about being in a relationship?" Sam asked, curiosity winning out over her desire to yell at her sister for scaring her like she had with the prostitution act.

"My partner at work, Diana, keeps on trying to set me up with her brothers and their friends, but work always gets in the way."

Sam nodded, knowing the feeling very well. "Yeah. You know, it doesn't really help that ninety percent of the planets we go to have at least one person on them that thinks I'd make a good wife."

"Now, now, Carter, don't forget slave. Remember Turghan," Jack said as he walked up with Daniel and Teal'c.

Sam glared at her three teammates, "I'm still mad at you for that, sir."

"What? You're still mad?" Jack tsked as he sat down next to Sandra. "It's been seven and a half years, Carter! I thought you got over it about the same time that Kynthia pulled her stunt."

"I'm still mad about that, too," Sam said, her voice dangerously low. "You had no right to leave me in that damned tent alone! It smelled like rancid yak butter. Not to mention Kynthia pulled her stunt, as you called it, six months later and I thought you had more control than that, sir. I was still mortified because of the Touched virus, those damned blue crystals and what I had to do to Jonas!"

"She had cake! How the hell was I supposed to know it was drugged?" Jack shot back, his voice bearing the same enraged quality that Sam's did. "Not to mention that I paid very dearly for that, Colonel."

Sandra and Sue watched the argument like it was a tennis match, wondering what the other was going to say while at the same time wondering what the hell they were talking about. It was just too much like a married couple for either of them to want to stop it.

"General O'Neill, Colonel Carter," Teal'c said calmly, "Is it wise to reopen old wounds while not in the confines of the sparring mat?"

Jack looked at Teal'c, "What a great idea, Teal'c. What do you say, Carter? You up for a sparring match when we get back to the base?"

Sam's eyes glinted with rage and something the five around her recognized as determination. "Are you sure, sir? I wouldn't want to scar your face again."

Jack glowered at Sam, "I think my face is going to be fine, Carter."

"O'Neill," Thor said calmly, "We are exiting hyper space. Where would you like me to 'drop' you?"

"Uh, drop us at the SGC gym, Thor," Jack said. "Ca-" before he could say another word Thor had beamed all of them into the requested room. "Damn, why does he always do that? It's like he has it out for me or something!"

Sam glared at her boss, "Did you want to do this with gloves or without?"

Jack noticed the icy tint in her eyes (which he found extremely sexy but would never tell her that, of course) and thought to go on the safe side, "I think I want the gloves, Carter."

SG-5 had been working out in the gym, but as soon as the six beamed in, all four men on the Marine's second team got up and stood at attention. Sandra noticed her husband standing there and glared at him as Sam and Jack got ready to spar.

"Ethan Nelson! I don't think working out with your team qualifies as 'working late'," Sandra said with a glint in her eye that her husband knew well. She put her hands on her hips and intensified her glare, "Care to explain yourself, Colonel?"

Ethan looked down, refusing to let the rest of his team see his expression of defeat. "I'm sorry, Sandra. I was working. And then Frank came in and asked if I wanted to watch Alex and Derrick spar off."

Sandra smirked, much to the amusement of the rest of SG-5. "It's okay, Ethan. I'm in a pretty good mood right now, anyway. I just met Thor and got to ride in his newest ship: The Teal'c."

The four men of SG-5 looked at her and the rest of the group in shock, "No fair!"


A/N: I just HAD to bring in SG-5! It was just begging to be done.