AUTHOR: Glinda

TITLE: No, you're not are you.

CATEGORY: angsty, past story, some present day action and romance in future chapters if my dear readers want it

PAIRING: S/J - I'm a shipper so sue me! *panicky* please don't!

WARNING: Swearing, later maybe a little (not too much - couldn't bear to hurt my two favourites that bad! -) graphic violence

SEASON: They haven't shown past season 4 in the UK (at least on terrestrial tele) so.no spoilers past.The Light as that's as far as I've seen!

DISCLAIMER: Not mine, don't own anything. Just a poor little Uni. student trying to stay sane by letting her imagination run wild. Not making any money.just doin this for fun! Plz don't sue!

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Be gentle it's my first! If you want more let me know. Hope you like the repairs to the last two chapters.I read them over the other day and went argh crap! They're nonsensical in bits! Hope this is better! I think the paragraph problem remains but its not my fault - honest! - the Internet brings up something completely from what's on my screen when I up- load it and not even consistently! Ooh and plus I think it can also be an answer to Challenge 1,765 on Heliopolis so I'll send it there when its complete. If you want to publish it other places just let me know and send me a link - always on the lookout for more good fanfiction! (

Jack stared silently at the girl lying deathly still in front of him. 'Girl'. It wasn't a word he'd ever have used about her before but now.lying there unconscious on a hospital bed she looked so young and vulnerable.He'd never admit it but it was tearing him apart inside. On the surface he was fine - naturally concerned about the young girl he'd mentored.after all she did seem to have had a dramatically positive effect on him. But on the inside.He shifted uncomfortably in his seat - why make hospital seats so uncomfortable when you knew people were gonna be sat in them for so long, definitely a bureaucrat or an accountant or possibly both - and wished he believed in something he could pray to.

Jacob Carter watched the young soldier keeping watch over his daughter. Despite the chair -he'd spent enough time in infirmaries waiting for team mates to wake up to know ALL about their logic defying hardness - the steady beep of the heart monitor, rasp of the respirator and blup of the drip had lulled him to sleep. It always amazed him how tense and care- worn Jack looked even asleep - and he'd had plenty of opportunities to observe him these last couple of weeks - and a mental note to ask Sam if he looked like that when he got.Jacob mentally he kicked himself - the way things were going Sam would probably never be there when he got home again. Looking carefully he realized Jack looked less tense tonight, his relaxed features making him look barely older than Sam.shifting his gaze to his daughter he realized delightedly that she was breathing on her own. Her eyes were open and she was messing up her sleeping ex-mentor's hair with a small smile on her face. She looked up and beckoned him over pressing a finger to her lips and indicating Jack. "I get the feeling he hasn't been getting enough of that recently! I sent the nurse off to find you but."

"I think if one more person asks the 'brother or boyfriend' question he'll hit them.or I will!"

Jacob felt a pang of concern as Sam's muted mirth forced her to take a few deep breaths from her oxygen mask. She smiled ruefully up at him.

"Guess I'm not out of the woods yet!"

"Do you remember what happened?"

"I remember walking home from school, saying bye to Mandy, turning the corner and then.someone grabbing me from behind and seeing.someone.before they cracked me over the head with something. Must have been heavy - Jack said I was out for nearly 6 weeks!"

"Yeah, he came back early from a mission and thought he'd come see you. He dropped something and had to nick into the alley to get it and saw you lying out cold in a pile of spilled trash cans."

"I remember waking up and hurting everywhere. And Jack was patting my arms and legs.you know the way you get taught in first aid to check for breakages while doing the minimum amount of damage? He said something about it being ok and he'd take me somewhere safe.I can't remember what I said to that but he smiled and then.I passed out again. Next thing I know I'm in hospital with a 6 week gap in my memory!"

"Comes from being in a coma!"

"I guess."

"This probably isn't the best time to ask but do you remember what the guy looked like at all."

"GREEN EYES! He had freakishly bright green eyes! I'd know them anywhere!" she shuddered "I don't think I could forgot if I tried." She seemed confused and disturbed by the emotions brought forth by that memory. He ignored the question in her eyes pleading him for an explanation he had no idea how to give and wished desperately there was a way she wouldn't have to know what that sick feeling in her stomach really was. She was a smart girl, pretty soon she'd work it out for herself if someone didn't tell her. She had to be told.but not by him. There were some things a father should never have to say to his daughter.



~ Okay, I know it ends a bit abruptly but I think you can guess what's happened and I hope I don't have to spell it out for you. Does this still fufill the whole rating I gave it bit.I'm not really familiar with American ratings so let me know if its not! I've written the last couple of chapters.just need to fill in the gaps for you guys. (