Author's Note: Here it is just like a promised and I also have the last chapter in my hot little hand and I will post it on Sunday. Thank you to AriaJack for helping with this story.

I know it is short but the end is in sight. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Jack and Carter walked to the truck, and Jack propped her against it while he opened the door.

Turning, she looked at Jack. "How can Jon not be angry? We're not us. I'm her and he's you." She motioned at the air with her hands. "She loves you, so I love him. Nothing about me, is me." Carter's voice was bitter and sad at the same time.

Grabbing her shoulders, he spun her around to face him. "If you love Jon then stop acting like an idiot. Do you want to drive him away? Love is love, you don't question it. Just go with it, or you lose it." Carter could hear the pain in his voice.

Her voice was bitter as she spit out the words, "Then why didn't you do that? Why aren't you and Sam happily married with 2.1 kids and a dog, since every kid needs a dog."

Jack turned from her gaze, and her question. He didn't have an answer, he still loved Sam, but she'd left him and he hadn't tried to stop her.

Carter watched the emotions travel across his profile. He still loved Sam, the other her, did that mean he loved her? Suddenly she needed to know, to understand just who she was and who they all were.

While he was busy with his keys she turned to him, suddenly completely sober. Walking her fingers up his arm she asked, "So, Jack, do you ever think about that day in the locker room when she kissed you, when I kissed you? I can remember what it was like. I'm her, are we really that different?"

She grabbed his head and tried to kiss him much like Sam had done in the locker room, all those years ago. To him it seemed like an eternity ago. So much had happened between him and Sam. That incident was lost in a dream.

For Carter, this was the only way she could know if she just loved Jon because he was Jack or because he was Jon. This was the turning point, she stood on the edge of the precipice, and jumped, only to crash to the earth as her world shifted, and pieces seemed to fit into place.

Her lips touched his, and she stopped. Kissing Jack was like kissing her brother, or her boyfriend's brother. It was just wrong. Pulling back, she looked at a stunned Jack, who was trying to push her way, and she knew. "You two really aren't the same. I always thought that you would be." Dropping her arms from around his neck where she had curled them, she ran, leaving Jack stunned at the last two minutes. Jack quite literally fell on his butt in surprise, both at the sudden kiss and the sudden conclusion of it.

Sam and Jon had entered the parking lot just in time to see the whole strange turn of events. Jon chased after Carter but she managed to elude him. He stopped a few feet into a park, picked up something, and made his way back to Sam and Jack.

Sam offered her hand to Jack, "You all right?"

Getting to his feet he said, "Nothing wounded but my pride. What the hell was she doing?"

Sam shrugged, "A test. She had to know if you and Jon were really different and how she felt about the two of you. Jon did it to me once as well. He had a similar reaction."

Jon arrived back and handed Carter's phone to Sam. "She dropped it purposely. She doesn't want us to find her. She's trying to hide. The only place I think she would go is the mountain. We used to sneak up there. We'd sit in one of the empty rooms, wondering if we were ever going to get back in there and do our jobs." Looking up at Sam he said, "She knew from the beginning who she was. It just made her mad whenever I tried to talk to her about it. She kept it all bottled up, everything Carter did she compared it to you. She has to see that she's herself, not you. We can't move forward until she realizes that. Whatever you and Thor tried to do, it didn't work. She's doing this because I asked her to marry me. I don't want to lose her and make the same mistakes you two did. I want the life you guys denied yourselves."

Sam nodded, ashamed at what she had given up. She could feel Jack's eyes on her, but now was not the time for them. Carter was the more important issue. "The back way, like I did during the foothold. We better get going, she has a head start."

The three of them turned back to Jack's truck and Jon tried to take the keys. "Let me drive, old man."

Moving his hand away, Jack insisted, "Hey none of that. I can still pummel you. So back off. You sit in the back like all the kids. Sam you've got shotgun."

Sulking, Jon climbed into the back without a word, but, when Sam looked at him in the rear view mirror, she saw a small smile.

Carter ran, her feet pounding against the pavement in rhythm with her heart. Just who was she? In her mind she had always been Sam's clone, a shadow of the real thing. To her they were interchangeable, Sam and Carter, Jon and Jack. They were the same people genetically, why shouldn't she feel the same way about Jack as Jon. Jack had been the one she loved secretly for all those years, but Jon was the one she had been able to love.

Then suddenly it was all clear, she didn't love Jack O'Neill, not in the same way she had all that time ago when she was Sam. They were different people now, she was different. She really was Carter Anderson. Her life was her own. Jon wasn't Jack any longer, he was himself, a man who had made his own choices, and he loved her, not Sam. The four of them had their own lives and choices to make.

Stopping, Carter looked around. She was back at Sam's car. Climbing in she drove to the only place she could think of. Whatever she had expected from this little plan, it hadn't been this. Driving into the dark night, she knew that everything would be all right. She just had a choice to make.

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