Chapter 4

It was the next day and Sg-1 was being distributed to other teams that suited their expertise since there weren't any missions for them. Daniel was going to be with Sg-11 , Colonel O'Neill and Teal'c were teamed together on Sg-3 and ironically enough Major Carter was with Captain Hanson's team, Sg-8.

Sg-8 were preparing to disembark and were in the locker room. Carter had filed in last, and seeing the room was already occupied, made to leave. Hanson saw her before she reached the door.

"Hey guys, why don't we clear out. No point in loitering around taking up space." He ordered everyone out. Hanson lingered around for a moment when the other Sg-8 members left. "Hey, I'm looking forward to working with you Major Carter. I've heard about the work you do. Pretty impressive stuff."

Carter looked at him with wide eyes. "What's up with you Hanson? Are you sick? Dying?" She was trying to find a plausible explanation for his turncoat behavior.

He closed the door so no one could enter. This put Carter on alert. Why would he not want anyone to hear what he was about to say….or do?

"Sammie…sorry…Major Carter, I was in a dark place before. I was depressed, angry. And I didn't know how to deal with it. I know taking it out on you was horrible and I'm not asking for your forgiveness I'm just trying to turn a new leaf and treat you with the respect you deserve. The respect I should have given you years ago. This job is almost a curse as it is a blessing, having to see you here everyday only to realize what a fool I was to screw up and lose the most important thing I've ever had."

Sam almost wished he said he was dying. To say that her feelings for Hanson were completely gone was not the complete truth. She had moved on, but she did marry him. He showed himself to be capable of being loving, affectionate and compassionate and she believed that was who he really was. But she also knew he was dangerous and a loose cannon, unpredicatable.

Him calling her Sammie brought back memories that she held dear. In their first of their 8 years of marriage, he had grown to call her Sammie, and she had automatically loved it. But that was the past and she couldn't let herself fall back in what could be a trap. But honestly, she's done horrible things as well, maybe not against him but still horrible things nonetheless. Was it really her right to judge? Maybe things weren't always as black and white as Sam wanted to believe.

However, this was neither the time or place to ponder Hanson's true intentions. "I appreciate you opening up to me like you did. And I hope we can work well together, for the sake of both our sanities at least."

A few awkward moments passed, Hanson smiled and excused himself. "I'll, uh, see you in the gate room."

Sam waved him off and finished getting geared up.

-----After the Sg-8 mission that I don't feel is pertinent to this story----

The Sg-8 makeshift team made their way back through the gate. The possible technology that the SGC had believed to be present on PX8675309 had proved to be a bust. O'Neill had arrived back along with Sg-11 awhile ago and was in the control room.

"Welcome back Sg-8, we'll debrief in one hour." General Hammonds' voice came in over the loudspeaker.

At the debriefing, the General asked the customary questions of how the mission went. Hanson was relaying what had happened, or not happened rather, and they were about to be dismissed.

"Although I do have to say that Major Carter was an exceptional addition to our team, however temporary it was, Sir."

Hammond exchanged a quick glance with Carter, aware of their history. "Well I am pleased to hear that, though I can't say I'm surprised. You are all dismissed."

Maybe it's time for a change.

((A/N: It's harder than I thought to make Hanson look like a good guy…so tell me, am I getting there? Or do you still see bad ole' Hanson? Oh and if you're wondering….whenever there's a mission, unless it's vital, I'm not going to explain it except for minor details.))