(A/N: Hiya! Another chapter added, hope you all like it. Thanks to: Shiny Silver, SG-1 huge fan and Stargate-lurver. This chapter (If he ever reads) is dedicated to my friend and new member- Liam! Welcome! Enjoy this chapter!)
Ryan x x x)
Dear Sam,
If you're reading this letter it means that I'm either getting far to lazy in my progressing age and failed to beat you back to your own lab or I'm in some sort of trouble. Over the years at Stargate Command, and my time working with you I have written you many letters- none of which you have ever, or hopefully will never receive. I say this in nearly every single one of my letters Sam. So if you are reading this, I'm most likely in trouble, of the off world kind.
You're probably thinking that I'm crazy at the moment (which I'm sure McKenzie would love to agree with you on!) but I promise, I'm not…I think. So back to the point- I'm most probably in some sort of trouble. The mission we're about to go on- to '549...something's going to happen. This like the deal with the Aschen, something is going to go wrong. I can't explain how I know, I just do…it's a feeling I get. You might get them sometimes, I never used to get them as frequently- until the Ancient's knowledge was downloaded into my brain…so you probably wondering about Edora, right? Why not write a letter then? I only started writing them after that. Still, you're probably thinking 'what is he on about?' Instinct basically- I learned to trust it- and it has helped me several times, particularly when it comes to you.
We share a bond, Sam, one that was implemented when we were turned back into Cavemen- great memories there…I don't really understand it myself, but apparently we are linked by the mind. We can communicate through our dreams, but it's really hard to do. I only found this out not long ago, when you were stuck on the Prometheus- I found you in a dream, you were sitting on the floor- you thought I was a figment of you imagination…I told you to drop the 'Sir'…strange times, like I said, I don't really understand it,…
The trouble on '549, like I say, I don't know exactly what it is, but it's there. If we get separated, I'll have headed towards the forest, and try and get out…you probably think this is impossible, but, I promise you it is not, I can't give any answers to what's going, because I don't know myself, I hope you are safe I will be to. Wait for the dreams…
Jack
'Sam, what-'
'Colonel O'Neill is still alive Daniel! This letter! It practically confirms it- even if it is a bit vague,' Sam said excitedly.
'What? Of course he's alive, we just have to find him.' he replied.
'I know…he always knew I was alive…'
'Sam, you're not making any sense- do you need to go back to Janet?'
'No…I need to find the Colonel…' Sam rushed out of her lab, only to walk straight into Teal'C. She fell down, letter flying out of her hand.
'Major Carter, I apologise, I did not see you there,' the big man said.
'No problem Teal'C, my fault,' she said, she scrambled up, taking the hand that Teal'C offered, quickly grabbing her letter off the floor. 'How are you now?'
'My symbiotic relationship with 'Junior' healed me fine. Thank you for your concern Major Carter,' he replied. 'Why are you rushing Major Carter?' he tilted his head, expectantly, curiously.
'Colonel O'Neill! He's alive!'
'Did the reconnaissance teams find him then Major? I have not heard the Klaxons.'
'No…they left a while ago, but he sent me a letter. It tells me he's alive…'
'Major Carter, how could O'Neill send you a letter if he is not currently on Earth?' He asked, confused at the aspect.
'He left it in my lab drawer before he left…but I see your point, I don't think General Hammond would believe me,' she bit her lower lip, the bubble of excitement burst, 'I'm going to talk to the General, see what's happening off world…maybe they'll have found him…' she walked off slowly, wondering if the rescue team had come up with anything yet.
Walking along those harsh grey corridors once more, Sam began to think about some of the other missions in which one or more of SG-1 had been in trouble and been stranded off world. The most striking one was when Jack was stuck on Edora, she had tried so hard to defy the known laws of physics and advance chemistry to such a stage that she could save him, working day and night, being ordered home by Janet, but never really sleeping, and she never gave up. She wouldn't then and she couldn't now. Giving up would be admitting defeat to an unknown force in her life that constantly seemed to screw it up when things were going great. Before she realised it, she was at General Hammond's office.
The door was wide open, however, looking in she saw he had a visitor, one that he was getting visible agitated with. Something inside of her told her it was the NID, she couldn't be sure until he left the office, which he did not after Sam had arrived at the General's office. As he stalked out he brushed by her, quite violently, nearly knocking her to the ground- yet again.
'Excuse me!' She called after him, not really caring who he was, 'You could at least apologise!' she sighed as she walked into the office, hoping not to annoy the General even more. 'General- you ok?' she asked, wondering what to expect as he noticeably collected himself together.
'Not really Major. That was our newest representative from the NID, they seem to be up to their old tricks again, talking about gaining off world technology and the such. You would have thought that they were bright enough to see it is not a simple as asking for technology from superior races. These past few days have been an example of this.' he sat back down in his chair, and rested his head in his hands. 'There are some days Major when I feel that I am to old for this job any more.'
Sam didn't know what to say, it wasn't often that the General showed a slightly more personal side to himself, this was one of those rare times. Most of the time it Colonel O'Neill bore the brunt of it as it was usually a more angry side- the Colonel did that sometimes. She had herself walked out on him several times when he was in one of his more annoying moods.
'Has there been any news on Colonel O'Neill?' she asked tentatively.
'We received radio communication from SG-3 not long ago Major. They have not yet found the Colonel O'Neill, however they did find something that concern's you.'
'They did? I don't believe I left anything behind, although it's impossible to tell. The forest is quite dense.'
'Unless you write letters to yourself Major, then you did not leave it behind. We are assuming that the Colonel is attempting to communicating with out revealing his position to the enemy.' General Hammond picked up an envelope that was lying on his dark coloured desk and handed it to her.
She started to open it, wondering what the Colonel had to say this time…
(A/N: Hope it's okay. Another letter…what could it say? Well, you'll have to wait and see. Thank you for the reviews I've had so far )
Ryan x x x)
