Still wish I owned it.
Chapter 3
It had been two weeks since that fateful night in the hospital. Sam, who was now just entering her fourth month, had finally been cleared to return to active duty yesterday. The only person who had been more relieved at the news than Sam, had to have been General Hammond. For the past two weeks his top team had been unavailable as Carter recuperated. Noting that Carter still had to take it easy, he assigned nothing more than cookie cutter assignments- simple observe and collect missions; the kind of mission that under normal circumstances would have driven O'Neill nuts.
To make matters worse on the General, the very morning that SG-1 left, he received a new visitor. This visitor did not bring a happy smile to the General's face. Apparently Senator Kinsey called in a favor and, as a way of being able to know all that occurred at the base, now had an NID official working on the base. It was no secret that the NID and the SGC personnel had a great distaste for each other. If Hammond was a lucky man, and he often prayed that this time he would have some luck, this man would be nothing like his two predecessors.
Hammond was just about to grab another cup of coffee when the emergency sirens came on. Hammond made his way from his office down to the control room to see what all the fuss was about.
"Do we have a signal?" he asked.
"Yes Sir. It's SG-1."
"Very well. Open the Iris."
The covering suddenly retracted from around the gate and the incoming wormhole established itself. After a few seconds of waiting they were rewarded by the emerging forms of SG-1. Hammond looked at the young NID man standing next to him and couldn't help but think that the younger man recognized someone down there. But, then on second thought, that men worked in Washington and had probably noticed Major Carter.
"Alright everyone, you know the routine. Get yourselves down to the infirmary and then back here in an hour for debriefing."
"Dr. Jackson, Teal'c where is Carter and O'Neill?"
"They are on their way sir."
"Very well. I would like to introduce you to Colonel Justin Miller. The Colonel will be joining us for a while here at the SGC. He is to be our new liaison with the NID."
They were interrupted by voices coming from down the hall. A few moments later the door opened and O'Neill and Carter walked into the room.
"Ah, here they are. Colonel O'Neill, Major Carter I would like to meet Colonel Justin Miller."
"He's with the NID," Daniel told them.
"How, unfortunate for you," Jack said.
No one was really paying attention to Sam. If they had they would have seen the way she had reacted to the Colonel's presence. As soon as she had walked in the door she almost had a heart attack. It wasn't the fact that the NID had sent in a new lackey to spy on them, but rather who had been sent that bothered her. This one person could ruin...
"Carter!"
She was brought back to reality by her name being called. She noticed that she was the only one in the room still standing, as everyone else had already taken their seats at the table.
"Sorry Sir."
"You okay Carter, or do I need to get old Doc Frasier in here to give you another shot? Jack asked her with that famous little grin of his.
"No Sir, I'm okay. I think my brain just stopped working for a moment."
"Well, there is a first time for everything."
As soon as the briefing was over Sam made her excuses and headed back to her lab. She needed to get away from that room, away from him as fast as possible. She knew that he recognized her, and hell even if he didn't she was sure that he knew she was working here anyway. Hopefully, if God had any mercy on her what so ever he would just leave her alone. Unfortunately for Sam, she wasn't that lucky.
"Hey Sam, long time no see," his voice rang out from behind her.
"Justin, what a surprise to see you here."
"So this is where you ran away to. It's a pretty nice set up, much better than what you were doing before."
"I see that you actually made it to Colonel. Congratulations."
"Thank you. You seemed in quite a hurry to get out of the briefing Sam. I hope that I had nothing to do with that."
"Don't give yourself too much credit Justin."
"Ouch, that hurt Sam."
"Is there something that you want because I really don't have the time to..."
"Not that it is any of my business, but are you dating your CO?"
"You're right. It isn't any of your business."
"You know I remember a time when my presence didn't seem to offend you. What changed Sam?"
"You know what changed."
"Ah, but do they know?" he asked.
"Know what?"
"Know what you really did when you were working in Washington?"
"No, they don't know."
"Who doesn't know what?" Jack's voice came into the room.
"I was just asking Major Carter if she knew an old friend of mine from the Pentagon, but it turns out that she doesn't. Well major it was nice to talk to you, and I look forward to us talking to you again." he said before heading out the door.
"You okay Sam?"
"Yeah, I'm just a little tired."
"Then lets get you home. Janet said that you still needed to rest."
"Good, I'm beat."
Meanwhile, on the other side of the base, a different conversation was taking place. A conversation that had the powers of wrecking the SGC and tear them apart.
"Yes General, this is Colonel Miller. I think I have some very interesting and positive information for you. Let's just say that a friend from the past may make our plans very easy. Trust me Sir, I'll make them an offer they can't refuse."
The next two days went by quickly. Sam hid herself away in her lab, trying to avoid another confrontation with Miller. She was so afraid that everything was going to be ruined if Miller let her past slip out. Miller was fortunately leaving for Washington that night where he would spend the next few days briefing his superiors on what he has learned. It was that night that her world would come crashing to the ground.
"Hello Sam. Working late tonight?" Miller asked as he came into her lab.
"Justin what do you want?"
"You?"
"I'm sorry?"
"You asked me what I wanted, and the answer is quite simple. What I want is you."
"Not going to happen so just get that idea out of your head."
"Jeez Sam, you really do hurt me when you talk like that. We were always great together."
"Maybe in your little world, but we were never together."
"Do you have any idea what I can do to your career Sam? What I can do to your life?"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Do you really think that your friends are going to stick by you if they learned who and what you really are Sam? You think this O'Neill guy is going to stick around? Trust me Sam, I know men like him and he's going to drop you so fast you won't even know what hit you when he learns the truth."
"Are you blackmailing me Justin?"
"I'm hurt Sam. Hurt that you think I am capable of doing that. I'm just trying to help you."
"If you know what's best for you, you would leave right now."
"If that is what you want." He said turning around and leaving the room.
Once he was outside, he plastered a grin on his face as he thought about what he was about to do. He just had enough time to make a pit stop before he had to catch his plane to Washington.