AN: Happy turkey day for my US readers and happy Thursday to everyone else. As I am retail management I will be at work this evening processing online orders for early morning pick up tomorrow when the store opens. One nice thing about tonight is all the customers will be on the computer NOT wandering around making messes ;) Don't get me wrong, I love my job and 99.99% of all customers are great. The more challenging ones make me sigh internally. I know that person is probably just having a bad day but I wish they wouldn't take it out on my staff.

Chapter 4

"Jack told me I could use his office while he's gone. Said something about not dusting and leave his yo-yo alone." Harm told Sam and Daniel.

Daniel nodded. "That makes sense. We won't have to search for you and we'll know the extension to get you at."

"Don't read the book in the bottom left drawer." Sam warned him.

"What? Why?"

"Simmons left it." Was all she said.

"Was that the one Jack said was-"

"We do NOT discuss that book." Sam warned Daniel.

Harm looked back and forth between them. Whatever the book was, now he wanted to know which he supposed was why she'd brought it up.

"Maybourne…" Jack growled in a clear warning. "Why is the planet empty?!" He snarled

"We need an unknown base of operations, Jack." Harry said reasonably.

"You could have... I don't know… warned me." Jacks eyes were narrowed in frustration at Harry's typical paranoid spook behavior.

"Not without warning everyone else too. For all we know there's someone at the SGC who's listening. I didn't find any bugs in your house but that doesn't mean anything. You don't have to plant bugs if you have a strong enough satellite ear."

Jack's eyes would have bugged out of his head if they could have. How does this weasel know about this stuff? "Harry… please tell me the rest of what you told us was the truth."

"Well, most of it was." Harry hedged.

"I'm going to kill you, Maybourne. I'm going to shoot you in the back. I'm going to string you up like a veal."

"O'Neill."

"I wasn't done yet."

"I shall check the perimeter."

Jack sighed. "Yah. Fine. Maybe you can find some rocks for Danny to play with later or something."

"Indeed." Teal'c agreed and strode away from Jack's lengthy tirade about all the creative ways Jack was going to get revenge on Harry. In the background, he heard Jack continue on at length without pausing. Some of his descriptions showed considerable creativity.

"All right, so where do we want to start?" Daniel asked Sam and Gibbs.

"I have some people who can start digging on my end. Maybourne is sleazy but thorough. There's a lot to start with," Gibbs answered.

"There's some files on Maxwell Air Force base. I'll start there. See if we can find someone who might remember something." Sam suggested, keying a few strokes on the keyboard of her laptop.

"Want me to help you figure out where they are now?" Daniel asked.

"Sure, that shouldn't be too hard," she muttered. "I've pulled up the microfiche archives from the local paper. There's an article about a missing girl. Looks like the case was never solved. It also looks like Kinsey helped cover up the crime." Opening another window, Sam keyed in another search parameter. "This shouldn't be so easy to find, but someone has digitized a number of old bank records," She was typing again. "Look here. Someone paid the family to shut up. It says an anonymous contact donated money to the search fund but then the parents stopped looking for her." Sam said thoughtfully.

"That's a pretty obvious payoff but how are you so sure it ties into Kinsey." Gibbs told Sam, leaning over her shoulder at the screen where Sam had two files displayed side by side.

"Yah, normally it wouldn't be so obvious but that same week Kinsey's bank records show a big donation… to the Karen Danvers search organization which was the charity set up by the parents to pay people who had information or helped them look." Sam told him.

"Which had they not stopped looking, it wouldn't have looked like anything other than a generous charity donation to a grieving family."

"Exactly." Sam said with a grim smile.

"Think we should talk to her parents first?" Daniel asked. "Assuming they're still alive."

"Do we have photos of them from the early seventies?" Sam asked Daniel.

Daniel shrugged. "If not, they shouldn't be too hard for us to find."

"I'll have them by the end of the day." Gibbs told them.

Sam nodded absently while she continued looking through the files, putting the pieces together in her head. "Let's get a list going, Daniel. I can call people tonight from home so it doesn't come up as a military base on their caller ID if they have it." Her voice was thoughtful.

"Good call. Mind if I use your home office as a base of operations?" Gibbs asked Sam.

"Normally no, but right now it's the nanny's bedroom. Jack moved his desk and some other things down to the basement. I put it in the den but he changed his mind after remembering how toddlers are. I can have a phone line run down there by the end of the day if you need it?"

"How's the cell phone reception?"

Sam shrugged. "I haven't tried it to be honest." She admitted.

"What about your old house?"

"It definitely gets good cell service in the basement." Sam said vaguely as though it wasn't on her radar.

Gibbs put two and two together and got five. Sam and Jack had not been having an affair. He really had been innocent. If he'd been playing house with Sam prior to the botched mission Sam would have known if the cell service in Jack's basement was good or not. "Great. Just… ah... have a line run I guess. Just in case. Harm said your house was pretty small and we'd have to bring the nanny and baby with us anyway so there's no point, is there?"

Daniel was looking at him oddly. "No. There really isn't."

Gibbs gave Daniel a wide eyed innocent look that had Daniel's eyebrows lowering behind Sam where she wouldn't see him. Okay, point taken, don't make a big deal about Jack and Sam's relationship. Got it, he thought. He shrugged at Daniel and turned back to Sam. "If you start giving me names and ID numbers, I can help with the digging." He offered and glanced at Daniel to see if that was an acceptable apology for wondering how long his new boss had been shacking up with his 2IC.

Daniel nodded. "I'll split them with you." He told Gibbs. He had to remind himself that it was simply a military thing and this was not Jack. Arguing with Gibbs might require slightly more diplomacy.

Once the camp was set up, Teal'c came back to make their meal. Jack had gotten even with Harry by putting him on latrine trench digging.

"All right, so where are these clowns?" Jack finally asked Harry over stale crackers from the MREs.

"Well…" Harry hedged.

"You don't know?!" Jack thundered at the other man.

"I sort of know." Harry whined as he winced at the glare from Jack. "Look, I know where they were two months ago. They shouldn't have gotten far. Can't you contact the Tok'ra?"

"We've been trying to contact the Tok'ra for months. They must have had to move bases again and have hunkered down."

"The Tok'ra are cowards." Teal'c said.

"You're telling me. Dad doesn't even know Sam was missing or that she's a mom now."

"Wait, they didn't even tell her dad she had a kid?" Harry asked incredulously, forgetting his fear of Jack's wrath.

"They aren't exactly the most reliable bunch." Jack agreed.

"That is a generous assessment, O'Neill."

Harry didn't know what to say to that.

"Alright, let's get some rest, campers. We can figure this out later."

"I have some local money for the planet I think they are on so we can get some clothing to blend in." Harry said, hopefully getting back on Jack's good side.

"That's a good start." Jack said as he laid down on his bed roll, his arms behind his head. "Let's try not to get captured this time. No offence to you guys, but I've had enough of that for now." Especially with Carter not here. He thought sleepily.

Meanwhile back at the SGC, Sam had a reasonably full list of the guys who graduated from Officer Candidate School within a few months after the assumed murder. It didn't account for wash outs but it would be very hard to find anyone who went home before graduation as Officer Candidate School wasn't the same as the Citadel or Academy. You either already had a BA from a university and were there for basic training or you were an enlisted trying to break into the ranks with the promise that you would work on your degree by correspondence while deployed.

"There were only six hundred twelve in the graduating class. About seven percent or so dropped out or were excused from the program so that's another forty three or so wash outs we might look for if we can't find anyone who saw something."

Harm leaned over her shoulder. "What makes you think it's related to the School?"

Sam shrugged. "Bauer was an instructor there at the time the girl went missing. There was another death a couple days later. A second lieutenant drowned in the training pool. It was ruled an accident but I wouldn't be surprised to find these murders are connected."

Harm looked at Gibbs. "Got anyone who can check into that?"

"Do you really need to ask me that?" Jethro asked his friend dryly.

"Just checking." Harm said affably. "All right, so those two can get going on tracking them down. Active service should be easy to find. Start with them."

Sam nodded. "I hate to say this but I should get home." She had pumped during her workday for tomorrow's workday but Gracie preferred to nurse over the bottle.

"Go on, Sam. We'll start digging and have some of this ready for you by the morning." Harm said. "In fact, put on coffee and just wait for us. I'll bring breakfast and we'll work from your house tomorrow since we need to call people."

"What if Jack calls in?" Daniel asked.

Gibbs shook his head. "This isn't a TV show, Jackson, They aren't going to find them in twenty four hours. They won't check in with information for a couple days at least."

Daniel gave the retired special forces man a flat look. "I know that."

Sam rolled her eyes. Couldn't Daniel get along with someone just this once? She wondered with a sigh.

"I'm going to requisition us a conference room so we don't have to keep packing everything up every day or going to Sam's house for privacy." Harm suggested.

"Good plan." Gibbs agreed.

"That sounds so weird." Daniel admitted.

Sam nodded. It did. It was Jack's house but to these two men, it was Sam's because Sam was the only one who had physically lived there for them.

"At least the doors are locked most of the time now." Sam grumbled.

"It did make it easier to prank him." Daniel said.

Sam made an innocent face and whistled. "I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about, Daniel." She said with false innocence.

Daniel grinned.