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Sam sensed Jack as he drew near, she knew the distinction between 'Jack' and 'O'Neill' and this was most definitely 'Jack'. She was lay in her quarters curled up in a fetal position thinking how the last few days had thrown her life completely upside down, first her dad, then her break up with Pete and now whatever was going on with O'Neill and herself.

Sam, can I come in please?

Damn! Thought Carter she had forgot that Jack would be able to tell that she had not left the base.

Carter, please come on let me in. Jack pleaded as he stood outside in the corridor.

Yes sir. Jack opened the door and walked in.

"Sam is this the first time you've decided to hide here after I've ordered you to go home?" Jack demanded, despite being in 'Jack' mode he was still her CO.

"No sir." Sam replied figuring that it was better for him to hear it from her than from her mind. Jack walked over to the side of the bed and after a questioning look and a nod of acceptance from her he sat on the edge. I've let him down. Thought Sam.

No Sam never, you could never let me down.

Thank you sir.

Don't mention it Carter.

"Now are you going to tell me what's the matter?" Jack questioned.

Damn it, this isn't fair, how the hell am I meant to block my... Carter stopped thinking realizing that Jack was listening in.

"Sam, please, friends are here for a reason you know?" Jack said, reaching out to pat her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her.

"I no sir, its just..."

"Just what Carter?"

"IbrokeupwithPete,...sir." Carter spoke so quickly that O'Neill barely heard her and the 'sir' was added on almost as an after thought.

"Carter, I...er..." Jack stuttered unsure of what to say to comfort Sam, the woman.

"Its ok sir." Carter said, but Jack sensed she was far from OK, she wasn't telling him everything.

"Care to elaborate a bit more on the situation Carter?" Jack asked, his hand still resting on her shoulder.

"At first Pete seemed Ok with the breakup, well not OK, but he accepted it, a bit too easily really, I should have known better, but then I got home last night and he was there and he said I was an 'ungrateful bitch who didn't deserve a man'" Carter finished tears silently streaming down her cheeks, "I'd made friends with several of Pete's friends wives in the last few months and today, after the briefing, I got emails and a voice mail from three of them telling me that I was selfish and I wasn't worthy of Pete. I thought they were my friends, I've just lost all my friends in the last several hours." Sam finished, her eyes now red and swollen. Jack did the only thing that he could think of and reached out for Carter.

"C'mere." he said pulling her closer to him, he held her in his arms as the tears streamed down her cheeks. "What about me Carter am I not a friend, your best friend?" Jack asked in a teasing tone, attempting to cheer her up, but Sam sensed how hurt he was that she hadn't counted him amongst 'all her friends'.

"Jack you are my best friend," she told him, looking up into his face, "Always." she whispered, which brought a smile to Jack's face.

"Carter, if these so called friends of yours were willing to drop you and upset you without knowing the whole story, then they are obviously not your friends, don't worry you'll always have Danny, Teal'c and me."

"Always sir?" Carter questioned.

Always Sam. Jack replied and Sam smiled.