Sam stayed in her room for the rest of the day, she didn't go out when she smelled whatever Jack had made for dinner, especially not when she heard voices in the kitchen. She couldn't believe how much it hurt. I had Pete, its not fair that I should get to have a relationship if he can't, she told herself, feeling guilty. The thought didn't change the way she felt.

It was late and everything was quiet in the house. Sam pulled her door open, glancing around the kitchen. Nobody was there, but Jack had left a plate of dinner out for her. Sam crossed the room and picked up the plate, not sure what to think. At least he didn't forget that I exist. She thought, it wasn't a comforting thought though.

"Sam?" Jack's was sitting in the dark beyond the doorway, he was in a chair and perfectly awake. She had expected him to be asleep on the couch… or off somewhere with Razi. She sat down at the table and began picking at the cold food, ignoring her forme CO.

Jack came into the room and sat across from her. "Are you okay?" Concern was written all over his face, she could even see it in the dark.

"I'm fine," she told him calmly, almost coldly.

"Are you sure, you were in there for a long time…?"

"I'm fine, sir."

"I thought we'd agreed to drop that," Sam didn't respond. "What's wrong, Sam?"

"Nothing, I'm fine," she scooped as much as she could onto the fork and put it in her mouth. It was good even though it had gone cold long ago.

"Carter…" He sighed, reverting to her surname in his agitation. She was glaring at him from across the table, something he hadn't expected; he could see jealousy in her eyes for a split second, then it was masked again. "You're jealous!"

"No I'm not," she said defensively, the General was grinning now.

"You're jealous!" He repeated, trying to think of why she would be jealous. "Sam, why are you jealous?" His tone was softer, like he was trying to understand instead of make fun of her. Her glare intensified and she shoved another forkful of food into her mouth. She gagged on the food, losing all composure and cursing herself for it. A few seconds later she realized that she couldn't breathe, a piece of food had lodged itself in her windpipe.

Sam realized she was choking shortly after Jack did, she looked across the table for help but he was gone, panicking she looked around and found him already at her side. He pulled her towards him and began doing the Heimlich. The piece of meat came out and Sam spluttered and coughed before turning to look at Jack again; he hadn't moved even after she'd stopped choking, his arms were still around her. It seemed to have a calming effect because the glare she had been planning to give him turned in to a look of gratitude. "Thank you, sir."

"No more sir," he ordered, he stepped back, but barely. Sam swallowed a few times and cleared her throat. "Why are you jealous?" It was impossible to tell if he was being serious or not. She sat back down and took another, much smaller, bite.

"When did Razi leave?" Sam asked a short while later, her dinner was almost done and Jack still hadn't moved.

"Right after dinner, she brought spices… lots of spices," he pointed to one of the countertops. It was loaded down with multicolored spices in varying sizes of jars. Sam had to hold back a laugh and almost choked again.

"Wow."

"Yeah, I don't know if we'll ever get through them all…"

"It wont be for lack of time…"

"Sam…" he started, moving close again. "I don't get it, what happened today?" Sam got shifty again.

"I don't want to leave it in that room anymore…" Sam said, almost too quietly for him to hear, but he did.

"Sam…" She looked up at him defensively. He smiled a little, "I don't want to leave it there either."

Before they knew what they were doing the regulations had gone out the window.

The Asgard had finally made contact after numerous requests of the SGC. Now, a hologram of Thor stood in the briefing room surrounded by Landry and SG1. "I was not aware that the planet you visited housed an Ancient outpost. I will personally make the journey to do what I can for General O'Neill and Colonel Carter; the Asgard have been preparing to contact the pair of them anyways," Thor did not elaborate on his statement.

"Thank you Thor," Landry said as the Supreme Commander of the Asgard Fleet beamed himself back aboard his ship.

This is probably going to be the last update for awhile, sorry it's so short! I hope you're all liking it so far, please R&R, I'm very open to suggestions!