Chris stressed for the next week, trying to figure out how to solve her problem. She had decided that night to go to the General about what was going on, but received an email from Kinsey before she even could pick up the phone, warning her that if she told anyone what he had said that she would be reassigned to McMurdo, Antarctica. She knew he didn't threaten casually, she had heard of another person who had crossed him and they had ended up in Iraq a few days later. Two months after that, he was declared MIA by the government. Finally, she wrote up her report as usual, not adding anything at all about SG1 and sent it to Kinsey. She just hoped that there would be no retaliation from Kinsey too soon. Unfortunately, she had to cancel going shopping for furnishings with Sam, giving some lame excuse that she didn't want to buy anything until everything was painted and she was sure that she wanted to stay in the house. She didn't think that the genius Major bought her excuse, but Sam was polite enough to not question. Daniel did come and help her move her things into the house and even brought the rest of SG1. Chris made sure that they had plenty of beer and pizza to pay them back for all the trouble and was glad that she had made the decision to stick to her values. Surprisingly, she didn't hear anything from Kinsey, so everything continued to be normal.

"Well, other than lack of furniture in any room other than the bedroom, the place looks pretty good." Daniel said, sitting on the edge of her bed (there wasn't anywhere else to sit). She sat down beside him and nodded.

"Thanks to you guys. I could never have gotten everything set up with you or the others." She said and gave him a kiss on the cheek. They had gone out on another date since their last one, this time to dinner and a movie. They mostly sat too close and kissed a lot, so they didn't really see much of the film.

"You picked some nice colors. Light blue and green work surprisingly well together." He said and she smiled.

"Thanks. I really like the color blue, but I couldn't really put it with my other favorite color, black. My bedroom would look like a bruise!" she joked.

"Your two favorite colors are black and blue?" he questioned.

"I know, weird, huh? I actually love wearing both colors, and for clothing, they work fine together. But not as paint, I'm afraid." She replied and saw him smile. "What?"

"Your favorite colors are black and blue…Chris, we were made for each other!" he laughed and she had to join him. He had managed not to get injured while off world since she had started working there, but she had read his file. It was an unusual string of good luck for him. She laughed again at the thought and he leaned in to kiss her. The fact that they were completely alone in her bedroom, on her bed nonetheless, jerked up the intensity of their make out session quickly. She soon found herself laying on her back with Daniel leaning over here, his hand rubbing her stomach under her shirt. She didn't seem to mind at all, though, and deepened their kiss even further. Suddenly, Daniel took a deep breath and sat up.

"No, I don't want to do this." He said and she frowned, hurt. He saw the look on her face and quickly kissed her. "No, that isn't what I meant. I mean, I don't want to rush this, Chris. I haven't been in a relationship with anyone since my wife died, and I am afraid that I will move too fast." He said and she nodded, placated. She could understand that. They had talked a little about Sha're and she knew that he still felt her loss deeply, and didn't resent it in the least. She of all people knew what it was like to lose someone you love.

"It's okay, Daniel. I understand. I don't want to move too quickly, either. You're just hard to give up sometimes." She said and he chuckled.

"You too, honey." He said and she lit up at the pet name. "Well, I guess I had better get going, it's kind of late and I have a mission tomorrow."

"Yeah. Please be careful, by the way." She said, kissing him and hugging him close.

"I always am." He replied, kissing her back deeply.

"Yes…but…be…more…careful…" she said around his mouth. They kissed deeply for several moments, then Daniel jerked away again.

"Man, I gotta stop doing that!" he said and she laughed at him.

" I hope you don't. Go on home. I will try to see you tomorrow before your mission, but if not, then be careful and I…I will see you after." She said, barely catching herself. Daniel looked at her funny, but just kissed her one more time and left. She watched him pull out of her driveway and covered her lips with her fingers. She had almost told him that she loved him…The thought sent warm tingles down her spine, but she was glad that she had held it back now. Talk about moving too fast! With a shake of her head, she walked back to her bedroom and got ready for bed.

The next day, Chris missed the team before they left, but was certainly there when they came back. It was supposed to be a simple recon mission, but apparently it had all gone to hell only an hour after departure. She heard the medical team called to the gate room and rushed down to see what was going on. Her heart seemed to stop in her chest, however, as Jack and Teal'c carried Daniel through the gate, unconscious. Sam followed a second later and yelled for them to close the iris. The med team had Daniel whisked away seconds later and Chris ran behind them, trying desperately to see what had happened to him. She was just about to go through the doors when some nameless nurse pushed her back. Chris fought her, trying to get inside, but two strong hands pulled her back and turned her around. She saw Jack and felt tears spill down her face.

"He's going to be okay, Chris. Don't worry." He said immediately. "We think it is just an electrically shock that they hit him with, like a zat gun." Chris nodded, not knowing what else to do. The others were called to the briefing room, so she sat down in the hallway outside of the infirmary to wait. Finally, Janet came outside and saw her.

"He is going to be okay. He started to wake up just before I came out, but didn't quite make it to consciousness." She said and Chris sighed her relief.

"Can I see him?" she asked and Janet nodded.

"Keep it short. And be sure to let someone know if he does wake up." She said and Chris followed her inside. Walking over to his bed, she reached down and took his hand. His shoulder was wrapped tightly, bruised and slightly singed skin showing around the edges of the bandage. She stroked his hand, trying to hold the tears back. Her mind flashed back, mixing with memories of years ago and she choked out a sob. Collapsing into a chair beside his bed, she cried quietly, burying her face in her arms on the side of the bed. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a hand on the top of her head and she looked up. Daniel's blue eyes blinked at her worriedly.

"What's wrong, honey?" he asked, his voice scratchy.

"Oh, Daniel…" she cried and buried her face against his arm, crying.

"Chris, baby, I'm okay…..sore, but okay. Please don't cry, love." He murmured and she sniffled, calming.

"Sorry. I don't do well when I am in hospitals, I guess." She replied, wiping her face and trying to clear her nose. He smiled at her and brought her hand up to his lips, kissing softly.

"Me neither." He said and she laughed. Standing, she leaned down and gave him a gentle kiss and stroked his hair as he fell back asleep. With one more long look at his chest moving steadily up and down, she left to find Janet.

A couple of days later, Daniel found Chris in her office, working through several requisitions. His arm was in a sling by order of Janet, but he was feeling much better. There wasn't even going to be a scar this time, he bet! Chris had visited him twice more while he was in the infirmary, sneaking him food from McDonald's the second night. Now, he wanted to thank her properly, and he knocked on her door before entering.

"Hey!" he said and she looked up and smiled.

"Hey! How are you feeling! Did you escape or did Janet let you out?" she asked and he laughed.

"She let me go with a promise that I have a babysitter for the night. I can ask Jack, but I was wondering if you could—"

"SG1 and Dr. Artanis, please come to the briefing room. Repeat: Sg1 and Dr. Artanis, please meet in the briefing room." The intercom said, interrupting them.

"Wonder why they are calling me." Chris said and Daniel shrugged (with only one arm).

"Beats me, lets find out." He replied and they left, heading for the briefing room. When they walked in, General Hammond and the rest of SG1 met them inside, already sitting.

"Dr. Jackson, have a seat. Dr. Artanis…" General Hammond said and Chris knew it was bad- the General had taken to calling her by her first name, but was now back to titles. "…explain these, please. I have taken the liberty of making copies for everyone in here." He said and she could tell he was angry as she took the folder. They were copies of her reports to Kinsey, or at least, the first few were. But, after the first 5, she noticed they were changing. There were small additions and changes made to her words, the changes becoming more and more frequent as she moved from file to file.

"These are your reports to Kinsey." Daniel said, recognizing the one he had caught a glimpse of several weeks before. As they read further, everyone in the room frowned deeper and deeper. Finally, Jack threw the folder down in disgust and glared at Chris.

"We trusted you." He said, dangerously quiet. "We thought you were against Kinsey. Now, we find out that you have been giving him exactly what he wanted."

"No, Jack, I didn't-"

"Colonel O'Neill to you." He snapped and her mouth dropped.

"I didn't write these! These aren't my reports!"

"Yes, they are! This is the one I read one day when you were out of your office." Daniel said, becoming angry now, also. Chris stared at him, dumbfounded.

"You read my report?" she asked. "How could you? I trusted you!"

"Well, I guess we were both a bit off about the whole trust thing." Daniel snapped and walked out of the room.

"General, I swear I didn't write these!" Chris cried desperately.

"They were pulled from your computer, Dr. Artanis."

"No, it cant be. I didn't write them!" she said, looking at those who remained and seeing the distrust and anger shot back at her. "I didn't write these reports!" The others stood up and left the room, leaving her alone with General Hammond.

"Dr. Artanis, I suggest you pack any belongings you may still have here. After I speak with the President, you will be escorted off of the base." Hammond said, then left her completely alone in the briefing room. She went to her office to pack up her pictures, but instead found the one person on the planet- in the galaxy- that she least wanted to see.

"Kinsey, what the hell have you done?!" she yelled, storming towards him.

"What was necessary. You weren't completing your job here, so you are being removed AND I still get the reports that I need." He said smugly.

"I didn't write those reports and you know it. How did you do it? Hack into my computer and change them?" she asked, knowing she was right. "How did you even get in here? Don't they know you are on base?"

"I'm the Senator. I don't have to ask for permission to come here."

"They will know."

"No, they won't. Cause no one here is going to tell them and they wont believe you, anyway."

"Why, Kinsey?"

"Why what?"

"Why ruin my life in the process? I was finally finding a place to settle down, with friends and a job that I love, not to mention Daniel. I am finally falling in love with someone and you-"

"Like I care about your life." Kinsey cut her off and she felt her blood pressure shoot through the roof.

"Get out of my office."

"Ah, but it isn't your office anymore. This office is going to someone more deserving, more…in tune with my needs and concerns." He said. "Not some spoiled brat who whores around with the enemy!" He didn't even see it coming, her fist slammed into his face and sent him sprawling against the wall.

"I may get thrown in jail, but it was totally worth it to get to do that. I NEVER want to see you again, and trust me- you never want to see me again, either. Also, you leave my friends….well, what used to be my friends alone or you wont even live to regret it." She said and, giving up on her belongings, she walked out of the office and left the SGC forever.

A/N: Okay, guys, if you want to see Chris come back, you gotta let me know! R&R!!!!