A/N: Okay, this is a really long one for you guys! It may be just a little while before I can get another chapter up- it depends on how busy life gets here. Enjoy and please please please review!!!!!! I need my reviews like a fish needs water- blurp blurp blurp! Thank you as always!!!!!

"I just can't believe she would have done that, Sam!" Daniel ranted, collapsing into a chair beside his friend's work table.

"You saw the reports, Daniel. They were printed from Chris's computer." Sam said. "I would like to believe something weird is going on, too, but the evidence is pretty damning."

"I know…" he sighed. It had been a week since Chris had been escorted off the base by the guards and no one had heard from her since. Not that they had tried to contact her, either, of course.

"Daniel, we got suckered into thinking she was okay. We knew from the beginning who she was reporting to. I'm sorry, but we judged her wrong." She said and Daniel looked at her. Sam could see the sadness in his eyes and it broke her heart. He had been so happy with Chris- the haunted look since Sha're's death was finally lifting. And then this happens. He had been falling in love with Chris- there was no doubt about it. But Chris wasn't who he, or any of them, thought she was. She had been ordered to get close to them and she had succeeded. Sam was no less angry than the rest of them about being stabbed in the back, but she was most angry about what Chris had done to Daniel.

"I guess you're right. I'll…see ya later." Daniel mumbled and left her lab. Sam shook her head as she watched him go, wishing she could make the whole situation right again. She knew how he was feeling- they had all trusted Chris. But the reports…No one's computers were guarded more strongly than the SGC's, no one could have hacked into them unless they had the proper codes. Of course, General Hammond would be able to access anyone's computer on base, just for security reasons, but only someone as high up in the command chain could have done that. Even she couldn't hack into a person's personal computer on base and change anything. Not unless she was physically at the computer.

Sam sighed and set down the tool she was using. She agreed with Daniel that it felt like something weird was going on. She decided to give Chris just a tiny bit of benefit of doubt. If someone had changed her reports, they would have had to actually sit in her office and make the changes from the computer. If someone looked at the security tapes, they would easily see who was there and who wasn't. With a shake of her head, she called the security office and ordered one of the airman there to review the tapes and report anything unusual. Hanging up, her conscious felt a little better and she was able to get back to work.

It was a good week and a half later before Sam was able to read the report left by the airman. Looking through it and then the tapes, she sat in shock. Within minutes, she had called the rest of SG1 and the General to the briefing room.

"Major, why did you call us?" General Hammond asked. "I am very busy."

"Sir, you have to see this. On a hunch, I had someone look through the surveillance tape from when Chris was leaving."

"Do we all need to be here for this?" Daniel asked, perturbed.

"Yes, we do, Daniel. Um, especially you." Sam said and pressed play on the DVD player. They all watched the scene unfold, jaws slowly descending as the minutes ticked by. Jack almost cheered when he saw Kinsey smack into the wall, barely conscious. Sam turned the video off a moment later and looked at everyone, especially Daniel, who looked horrified and near tears.

"There are other segments, dating further back, of someone sneaking into her office and working on her computer. I haven't figured out who it is, yet, but we are working on it."

"How has no one noticed before now?" Hammond asked.

"Well, we really have never had a reason to pay much attention to the fourth floor cameras, sir. I guess even after Chris began working here, we still didn't feel the need to focus on those cameras."

"So, all this time, Chris wasn't lying?" Jack asked and Sam nodded, looking at Daniel.

"Chris never wrote those reports." Sam replied and watched as Daniel stood and left the room without a word.

Chris sighed as she sat on the porch swing, the radio playing in the background. She knew she would need to start packing, soon. She had told Karen that she would be leaving at the end of the month, and that was only a couple of weeks away. Karen had been sorely disappointed, but understood when Chris said she was transferring back to a different base (she hoped to go back to Area 51). But she still hadn't even gotten boxes. In fact, the only thing she had gotten was a couple of bottles of wine. She had finished most of those in one night and passed out, finally able to go to sleep without crying. Now, she was drinking a glass slowly, trying to relax before starting the inevitable. She had thought about staying where she was- she had plenty of money saved up to be able to go at least 6 months without working. But she knew that all she would be waiting on wasn't ever going to come, anyway. She was still furious at Daniel for reading her file behind her back, but she wished she could see him one more time. She couldn't stand the thought of seeing that look in his eyes, one of hurt and distrust and fury. It was the hurt that was the worst. Shaking her head, she took another drink of her wine and closed her eyes.

She knew who it was without even looking. The footsteps were what gave it away- not the car. Daniel always walked different than Jack or Teal'c. Lighter, somehow, but just as determined. The crunching steps on the gravel leading up to her porch were definitely Daniel's. Sighing, she kept her eyes closed and waited for him to speak first.

"Hey." He said quietly.

"Hey." She replied evenly.

"I need to talk to you. Can we go inside, maybe?" he asked, but she shook her head.

"No where to sit, remember?"

"Oh, right. Um…well, mind if I sit beside you?"

"Do you really plan on staying for that long?" she asked, finally opening her eyes. She was surprised at how sick he looked- skinnier than before, eyes slightly red with bags under them.

"I plan on staying for as long as it takes…" he said and she frowned in confusion.

"What are you talking about?" she asked and he sat down with a heavy sigh.

"Sam showed us the security tape from your office from the day you left."

"I didn't leave, Daniel. I was kicked out of the facility by General Hammond and SG1." She said and she saw that he was stung.

"Yeah, well, we watched the tape from when you were in your office with Kinsey." He sighed again. "We heard everything, Chris. We heard what he said to you and how he admitted to changing your reports so he could get what he wanted and that you didn't write them."

"Yeah, that is what I thought I had told you guys, but…" she trailed off.

"We were wrong, Chris. We were wrong not to believe you or at least try to believe you." He said, his voice thick. She didn't respond, just looked down at her wine glass. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry and I wish I could take it all back. I should have believed you, but…" he trailed off and she glared at him.

"But?" she prodded. "But what, Daniel? Why, after all of this time, did you not even give me a chance?"

"Because I was afraid to." He said and she looked at him. "Chris, I have had so many things go wrong in my life. Every time I start to think that I am finally happy, that happiness is jerked away from me. Somehow, for some reason, I thought that this was just Fate's way of taking you away from me. I finally start to fall in love with you and you turn out, I thought, to not be real. It all seemed to be part of the inevitable cycle of give and take- all on Fate's part."

"Daniel, I have never been anything but honest with you. I told you all from the get-go that if you wanted to read the files, you could. But no one did. Maybe if someone had asked to read them, instead of going behind my back, this wouldn't have happened." She said and he laughed mirthlessly.

"We didn't ask because we trusted you." He said and she couldn't stop the slight grin.

"Ironic, huh?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Well…I'm glad you all at least know the truth. Especially now."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I am leaving Colorado Springs at the end of the month. I have nothing to keep me here now…"

"What do you mean? You have Jack and Sam and Teal'c - and me!"

"Daniel, do you think you guys would ever truly trust me again? After what was written in those reports? Whoever changed them was awfully good, I must say. Maybe a little too good." She said sadly.

"Chris, after that punch to that bastard's face- you broke his jaw, we found out, by the way- we would believe anything!" Daniel said and she couldnt stop the slight grin from showing on her face. "It's a good thing he is recovering in Washington after what he called you. After we explained what that word meant to Teal'c, he vowed to avenge your honor. I hope Kinsey stays away forever, or we will be bailing Teal'c out of a holding cell."

"Okay, so, professionally we are okay and everyone believes me again…What about us?" she asked. "You broke my trust, too, Daniel."

"I know and…I'm sorry for that. Normally, I would never have done it, but we were just getting to know you and it was sitting right there and…I won't do it again. Please believe me." He begged and she sighed.

"I guess I do. It just hurt that you had done it and not told me."

"I'm sorry." He said. They sat in silence for a little while and he sighed as she leaned her body against his. Putting his arm around her shoulders, he pulled her close and felt her body shaking. Looking at her, he saw that she was crying. "Oh, baby…." He said and pulled her into his lap like a child, rocking her as their tears mingled together. "I'm so sorry, Chris…." He whispered, kissing her forehead and cheek. She soon calmed and sniffled against his chest. Cupping her face with one hand, he turned her head up to face him and kissed her deeply. She responded immediately and soon things heated up quite quickly.

"Daniel, lets go inside." She murmured and he looked at her.

"Are you sure?" he asked and she nodded.

"If you are." She replied and he smiled. He stood with her still in his arms and carried her inside.

The next morning, he woke to an empty bed and panicked for a moment. Then, he heard the clanging of pots and pans and smelled the scent of her soap drifting from the freshly used bathroom. Stretching, he smiled to himself. The night before had been wonderful, more than he could have ever hoped for. They had made love long into the night, enjoying each other and exploring their bodies, learning what they liked and what they REALLY liked. Daniel grinned wider as he got out of bed and showered quickly, then made his way to the living room. He saw her making pancakes and sidled up behind her, pressing close and kissing her neck and felt her sigh deeply.

"Good morning." He said and she smiled.

"Good morning. Sleep well?"

"Oh yeah, better than I have in a while, actually." He replied.

"Me, too. I was just going to make some pancakes. Do you like lemon flavor?"

"Yeah, why?"

"These are my super-special lemon-ricotta pancakes. They are known the world over as the best pancakes in the galaxy." She said and he laughed.

"That good, huh?"

"If the Goauld could get their hands on these, they wouldn't be nearly so evil."

"Well, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Nope. We will have to eat in the bedroom, of course, since I don't have a table." She replied and he frowned.

"You do plan on getting one of those eventually, right?"

"Maybe…"

"Well, you don't plan on leaving now, do you?" he asked, worry creeping into his chest just a little.

"Well…no, I guess not."

"Great. Then we can go and buy you some furniture." He said and she raised an eyebrow at him.

"I thought that shopping wasn't your thing." She said with a grin as he cringed.

"It's not, but I will go with you if you want me to." He said and she giggled at the pained expression on his face. She was about to respond when there was a knock on the door. Daniel gave her a quick kiss and went to answer the door.

"Oh my, Chris…you've changed. " Jack said as Daniel opened the door. The younger man flushed a bit, but stepped aside to let them in. "Hey, Chris! We brought coffee and donuts! Oh, looks like you are making something much better. Pancakes?"

"Yeah, lemon flavored. Would you like some?"

"God, yeah! They smell great!" Jack said and Sam walked in a second later.

"Ooooooh, pancakes." she repeated and Chris said,

"Guess I had better mix up another batch. Teal'c, do you want some?"

"Indeed. I have had pancakes before, but they did not smell as good as the ones you are making right now." He answered and she tried to figure out how many he could eat, finally deciding to just make as many as she could. They were acting normal around her, so she tried to act normal, too, but there was a definite string of tension running between them. Daniel joined them in the kitchen and managed to squeeze in beside her while she finished up the food. She gave him a pointed look, indicating the others, and he gave her a reassuring one in return, then kissed her cheek. Jack and Sam made fake gagging sounds, which caused Daniel to blush and everyone to laugh. Finally, Chris was finished and passed out plates to everyone. She, herself, grabbed a bowl and poured herself some cereal.

"What are you doing?" Sam asked and Chris shrugged.

"Man, these are great!" Jack said, surprised and everyone nodded, but Sam continued to watch Chris.

"I don't like pancakes." Chris said and everyone's jaw dropped.

"Wait, you just made around a hundred pancakes- which are the best I have ever had, I might add- and you don't even like them?" Jack asked and she nodded.

"That is about it. Never have liked them, actually, even as a kid." She answered, munching into her Cheerios.

"Freak." Jack said, downing another pancake. Chris gave him a half-grin, then silently continued eating. Jack looked around at the others and sighed, setting down his plate. "Chris, um…we all feel really bad about what happened and we want you to know how sorry we are. We should have trusted you and given you a chance to at least defend yourself, but we didn't and we were wrong. We are sorry." He said sincerely. Chris looked around at everyone and, after a moment, smiled.

"Thanks, guys." She said, a bit sheepish.

"Sir? The rest?" Sam said and Jack blinked at her, then suddenly realized what she was talking about.

"Oh, yeah!" he said, smacking his forehead with his hand. "We spoke to Hammond and he wants you to come back to the SGC. He wants you to report to him, though, and not that sonofabitch Kinsey, of course. If you want, I mean."

"Yeah, I think I would like that." Chris replied and they all smiled.

"Great. Now, can I finish my pancakes?" he asked and she laughed, motioning him to continue. For the rest of the morning, they chatted and discussed what she had missed at the SGC. Sam caught her up on the rumor mill and offered to go with her to shop for furniture, relieving Daniel of his previous promise to go with her, for which he was eternally grateful. Jack spent the morning ribbing Daniel subtly about staying the night with Chris, and when Daniel finally acknowledged that he had stayed, Jack laughed and slapped him on the back. Chris sat back and enjoyed the show, glad to finally have her friends back.

A/N: Well, what do you think? Are you glad Chris is coming back? Would you like my recipe for Lemon Ricotta Pancakes? Do you want more heated scenes between Chris and Daniel? (Oooooh, I do! lol!). Anyway, I have work coming up, so it may be a little touch and go for postings for a few days. I will do my best- but no promises!!! R&R!!! Remember- blurp blurp blurp!