A/N: Well thanks for everybody who reviewed! I was so excited so I decided to post a bit quicker than a week apart. Um all of my reviews were great. And I checked over the last chapter and there was only one spelling mistake that I saw. Anyways, let's find out what Hammond had to say.

CHAPTER 2!

General Hammond was seated at his desk when Jack entered. "Have a seat" Hammond directed. He sat down and stared at the general.

"What's the problem sir?" Jack asked.

"How's Major Carter doing?" Jack sighed and began. "Sir she's not great, but according to Frasier she'll be her normal self in a few days."

Hammond winced at how Jack had bitten off at he's own comment. He was blaming himself for not finding her quicker.

"Is there anything else sir?" He didn't ask, he merely stated.

"Jack it's not your fault." Jack just nodded with not a trace of emotion on his face.

"Jack talk to Daniel or Teal'c, don't do this on your own." Hammond tried.

"Is that all sir?" Jack asked as he headed for the door.

"Dismissed."

"Oh and Jack just don't…"

"Don't what sir?"

"Never mind." With that Jack walked out of the door and made his way back to the infirmary.

When he reached the infirmary Jacob was gone. Sam was silently asleep. Not even a peaceful sleep, she was just there filling space. Jack sat down previously where Jacob was sitting. He just stared at her, not touching her in anyway. He was amazed by how long she'd been stranded without falling to the drone. When he found her she almost gave up.

She was strong, stronger than him. The thought made him proud. He reached out and tucked a loose peace of hair behind her ear. He knew he crossed that formidable line, but was desperate for contact making sure she was warm and alive not stone cold. He also wanted to make sure it wasn't a dream and that she was really there. He sighed once again as his hand came to rest back in his lap.

This strenuous task for him perspired for that next week. Every time he saw her it was getting easier, but it was still the hardest task of all not being able to talk to her.

As the days went on he made it his routine to have a 2 hourly check over her. As he sat down beside her, noted that her eyelids stared twitching and heavily breathing. He thought she was just dreaming until her eyelids flew open. She tired to clear her throat but it was not very successful.

"Jack?" She croaked.

"Yeah, I'm here." He replied.

He walked over to the phone and dialled.

"Frasier," he herd from the hearing piece of the phone.

"Carter's awake."

"I'll be right there." Jack hung up the phone and walked back over to Sam.

"How are u feeling?" He asked sincerely.

She just stared.

"What? Do I have cake on face or something?" He asked and she smiled.

"No."

"Well this whole thing for you is becoming a regular thing for you. You've proved your point." Jack smiled at her and she replied with a smirk.

"I do my best." She returned.

Jack's face dulled for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked as she reached for his hand. His head shot up and looked straight into her eyes.

"It's just….when you were out there…" The curtain flew open by the small doctor's hand. Jack moved his hand as quick as he could and placed it back in his lap.

"So how's my patient?" Janet asked enthusiastically. Jack winced at her voice and Sam slumped back. 7 years of what they have been doing and this was the first thing she had gotten out of Jack before she initiated it. 'Sometimes I swear I am doomed,' she thought to her self as she made a forced smile at Janet as she hovered over Sam like an annoying moth. She loved Janet, but sometimes she just walks in at the wrong time!

TBC

A/N: Well that's the second chapter done. I hope there staying in character that's my aim. Please review because I love them. I hope you are all enjoying my stories and thanks to all those who read/reviewed/or even glanced lol. Well next chapter will be up soon!