Author Notes: A continuation of the previous chapters.

"Thank you Dr. Jackson for your report," said General Hammond as the phone in his office rang. "Well I believe that is good enough people, I need to get this call anyway, Dismissed," he called out rising to his feet.

Before he went to his office though he cast a concerned look at Sam and told her, "Major Carter I'd like to see you in my office at 14:00 hours, okay."

The blond Major looked up at her CO and nodded "Yes Sir," all the while a slight panic is evident behind her eyes.

Giving her one last look The General nodded and headed into his office.

Quickly gathering her things hoping to avoid conversation with her teammates Sam made a break for the door only to be stopped by Daniel calling out to her, "Wait up Sam!"

Beneath the Surface . . . of the Mind

By Verse12

Verse12@hotmail.com

Disclaimer:

I do not own these characters nor do I claim too, this is a simple fan based homage. Their creators and the companies they work for and with own the characters and all that pertains to them. (I.E. MGM, Double Secret Productions, Gekko Film) This is just fans of the shows expressing their love for it for fun, no profit is involved or expected thank you.

Chapter Four

suspicion

Sam turned in the hallway to face Daniel as he hurried to catch up with her while she schooled her face so as not reflect her inner turmoil. Sighing she asked him, "Yes Daniel what is it?"

Stopping in front of her the archeologist suddenly realized he didn't know what to say, "Uhm? I, uh just wanted to make sure you're all right, you know?"

She kept the fake smile on her face as she denied anything was wrong while Teal'C joined them in the hallway. "MajorCarter I have observed that discussing difficulties often is most beneficial for mental well being."

"Look guys," she said after she took a deep breath "I'm fine, really."

Daniel girded himself up though and forged ahead replying, "look Sam, I think I know you well enough to say that something is really wrong. And, well . . . we're your friends and want to, you know help out if we can" Daniel finished still uncomfortable dealing with things like this.

Slowly anger grew in her heart, as all she wanted to do was to get away, yet she still tried to put them off nicely. "Look guys I'm fine, we've just had a really stressful couple of days and I fell asleep in the bathroom last night, so if you'll excuse me I need to do something's." And with that she turned and left leaving the Jaffa and the archeologist even more confused than they were before.

Turning a confused look on his shorter friend Teal'C asked him, "Why would MajorCarter slumber upon the lavatory floor?"

Looking confused himself Daniel shook his head, "I have no idea Teal'C. Ill tell you what though she may be telling the truth but something tells me that there is something really wrong though."

Looking after the long gone astrophysicist Teal'C inclined his head in an affirmative manner "I believe you are correct DanielJackson, I concur that there is indeed something troubling MajorCarter."

Nodding absentmindedly as he thought of someway of getting Sam to confide in him Daniel didn't notice as he and Teal'C left that Jack was still seated at the briefing table unmoving from his former position.

'She's struggling,' jack thought from his seat 'trying to keep it up, I need to help her somehow.' Wiping his brow Jack leaned back in his seat and put his hands behind his head, 'I always hoped that someday, once I retired me and Sam might make a go of it. But not like this, although,' he reflected 'fate has a way of screwing things up, or I guess this could be a good thing,' he finished this thought with a smile.

'If we can get past all of the bull that people are going to through in our way AND,' he thought emphatically. 'Some how grow to see if we can move beyond our little flirty behavior and really forge a relationship maybe,' he smiled 'maybe we can have something . . . real.'

Colonel Jack O'Neill stood up with a grin and renewed attitude he stuck his hands into his pockets and began to make some plans mentally if Sam turned out to truly be with child as he strolled out the door himself.

General Hammond looked out of his office as Jack finally left the briefing room his thoughts turned to what has happened since last night. He barely paid attention to the monthly teleconference with all the various major installations reporting to the Joint Chiefs while he reviewed what he knew.

One - Sam was tired and was staying on base last night, but something happened to make her go home last night.

Two - for the first time that he knew of Sam overslept and missed a meeting.

Three - she and Jack were together before the rescheduled meeting and both were late.

Four - something that happened there upset Sam and made Jack distracted.

Five - and now jack seems to have gotten a hold of whatever is going on.

His mental list compiled General Hammond gave the perfunctory answers when prompted on the phone all the while he thought about what this all added up to.

'It added up to some very unsettling possibilities,' he frowned. He had known about Sam and Jacks attraction for each other, you would have to be blind not to. But he had ignored it because he thought that they were professional enough to deal with it the right way. If he was right though, this would be hard to contain.

Resolving on making a few calls after this meeting Hammond hoped he was jumping to the wrong conclusions. Otherwise things were going to get very difficult soon for all of them.

To Be Continued:

Samantha Carter sat in her lab not looking at the notebook in front of her. The lights are dim and many experiments sat untended. Her mind though is very active as thoughts of her current dilemma run rampant.

'I just don't know how to make this work. So many different paths and so many of them can't go together. My work, the SGC, jack and now maybe motherhood.'

'When it comes down to it something's got to give,' her thoughts though raged at the futility of her possibilities. "Their has got to be a way to do this that I cant see," she screamed suddenly enraged sweeping a rack of test tubes and bottles off the table onto the floor. Then just as suddenly as it came the rage leaves her and she slumps back onto the stool tears spilling down her cheeks as she sits in her darkened lab.

Beneath the Surface . . . of the Mind

By Verse12

Verse12@hotmail.com

Chapter Five

Comfort

Colonel Jack O'Neill opened the door to Sam's lab and looked around the dark space to see if she was in. When he spotted her asleep with her head on her desk he smiled at the scene thinking how cute she looked like that.

He walked over to her but stopped with a confused frown as he stepped on glass. Peering at the concrete floor he spied the shattered remains of some kinda doohickey. Looking up at Sam with a concerned look on his face he continued over to her.

"Carter? You okay?" He said nudging her on the shoulder.

"Huh?" she said shocked awake suddenly and upsetting her stool causing her to fall backwards. She would have fallen completely except for Jack being there to catch her. She lay there half on her stool half in jacks arms still partially asleep. "Wha?" She muttered coming back to consciousness still confused after righting herself as she realized she was in Jacks arms.

"You okay Sam?" Jack asked worriedly still keeping his hands on her shoulders in a comforting manner.

"Um," was all Sam said still kind of out of it, her mind concentrating only on the feel of being surrounded by the Colonels arms. And the experience of his hands on her shoulders as they gently moved back and forth in soothing way. Coming back to herself she jerks away from him shaking off his hands nearly falling again in the process.

"I'm fine SIR!" she exclaimed emphasizing the 'sir' in her newly returned anger. Stepping back confused Jack muttered "Geeze, sorry Carter, just makin sure your okay."

"Like I said I'm fine SIR," she said and turned back to her notebook trying to look busy.

Jack stepped back confused at her anger then looking wryly at the broken lab equipment underfoot he looks back at her with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah I see how fine you are," he said jerking his thumb at the debris on the ground.

Looking down at the broken glass Sam closed her eyes and glanced down before looking back at the Colonel. "Sorry," she muttered, "I guess I'm just not taking this well, you know?"

Jack stepped in close to her and brushed her cheek lightly with the back of his hand, Sam involuntarily leaning into it with her eyes closed. "Hey," he said getting her attention "I'm not going to let anything happen to you, do you understand?" he says while looking her in the eye.

Slightly overwhelmed she nods quietly in a dreamy way still looking him in the eye. Then turning away she whispers, "don't make promises you cant keep . . . sir."

Turning back to face him she asked, "Colonel, do you understand how hard I've had to work to get where I am? Do you really?"

Confused at her question he merely looked on waiting for her to continue. "Sir," she said with some effort "Sir, I'm a woman Major in the armed forces and I'm taken seriously for all the work I've put in. Hours, days, weeks of study and practice to be perfect and now . . . now it's all going to be lost. Because once this comes out all they'll see is someone who . . . who . . ." she muttered trailing off with tears forming in her eyes.

Sighing heavily Jack stepped back and leaned on the counter thinking for a second he looked back and with some concern began speaking, "Sam, no one is going to think less of you, and if someone does well, their an idiot any way it won't change how people who truly matter treat you."

Sam looked disbelievingly at him "Colonel," she said "its already changed things."

Questioning Jack glanced at her and frowned trying to think of what it could be, "What're you talkin about?"

"Sir, when did you start calling me Sam? And not Major or Carter?"

Inhaling with understanding he turned and walked away stopping by a shelf and began to fiddle with a doohickey while Sam waited for his answer. Then finally after a minute he began talking while still facing away from her, "your right."

Nodding she turned away from him only to turn back in shock as he continued, "and your wrong."

"What?"

Looking back at her from over by the shelf he continued, "your right and your wrong. Yes things have changed but things will always change in life it doesn't mean the change will be bad." He finished talking and walked back over to her, "but your right we need to watch things until we know for sure."

"But you need to calm down . . . Major, well get thru this and whatever the Doc finds out it'll be okay?"

Looking up at him Sam nodded feeling oddly comforted and ready to handle this no matter what. She was stronger than she had been acting and it was time to start acting it. "Your right . . .Sir, I think I'll be better, at least a bit that is."

Looking at her tentative smile he nodded before walking to back to the door, "listen I'll see you later, come on by my office after you go see the General. OH! Yeah," he says turning back to her "what are you going to tell him anyway?"

"I'll think of something," she smiled.

"Ha," he barked out in a laugh "you do that," he says heading out feeling better for her, and the future.

To be Continued:

Striding down the corridors of the SGC Dr Daniel Jackson's mind was in turmoil. He was sure that something was wrong with Sam, but he didn't know what it could be. He had tried to figure it out but since she wouldn't talk it kind of limited his options.

So here he is looking all over the base for Jack, because something in his attitude at the debriefing earlier told him that he might know something. Unable to find Jack, Daniel went to the last place he had to look, Jacks office. And as he rounded the corner he smiled as he heard Jacks voice inside, but he frowned as he also heard Sam's voice as well.

Feeling guilty Daniel tries to listen in hoping that he's jumping to conclusions.

"How did your meeting with the General go?" He heard Jack ask. Sam then replying, "Fine, he suspects something's up though, he knows me to well."

"Dang it," Jack exclaimed before he continued, "well George is a smart one that true, what'd you end up tellin him?"

"Just that I had some personal issues to resolve but as soon as I knew something concrete I would let him know."

Sighing Jack continued, "Well that buys us some time, you going to talk to Janet?"

With a harried sigh Sam then said, "yeah that's the plan, in fact I should make sure she can talk at her place tonight. I think this is the kind of thing to have people avoid prying into, you know."

Hearing Jack and Sam heading for the door Daniel quickly retreats around the corner while wondering what is going on and thinking 'I need to find Teal'C and see what he thinks'.

Beneath the Surface . . . of the Mind

By Verse12

Verse12@hotmail.com

The Guys

Teal'C former first prime of Apophis had just began his Kel'no'reem, the meditation all Jaffa need instead of rest, when Daniel burst into his room.

"Something concerns you DanielJackson?" he inquired rising from his sitting position.

Breathing kind of heavily Daniel nodded, before he blushed "Sorry, I should have knocked but I needed to talk with you."

Teal'C nodded his head in understanding, "very well DanielJackson what is it that you wish to discuss?"

Daniel sat down on a chair with a sigh, "you noticed how Sam's been acting?"

At his answering nod Daniel continued, "well, um . . . I was worried so I thought I'd ask Jack, you saw how he was distracted at the meeting? Well I thought he might know more than he was saying. Well I finally tracked him down at his office of all places and, well I happened to overhear him and Sam talking," At this though Teal'C interrupted abruptly, "do you mean to say spied on our friends?"

Uncertain, Daniel hims and haws for a moment before continuing, "I didn't mean to, it just kind of happened, but anyway they are hiding something. And I think its something big. For one thing they didn't tell the General when he asked Sam about it and also she plans on talking with Janet about it tonight, what could it mean Teal'C," he asked standing up and pacing a bit.

"DanielJackson," Teal'C stated trying to get his attention.

"I mean what could it be that they wouldn't tell either of us?" the archeologist continued without a missing a beat.

"DanielJackson," the Jaffa spoke a bit more forcefully.

Still pacing back and forth in a semi-manic way Daniel continued, "you don't think that Sam's sick or something do you?"

"DANIELJACKSON," the former first prime roars in order to finally get his friends attention.

"Hum?" Daniel responds in his typical absentminded and confused way. "What Teal'C?"

Sighing in an acharacteristic display exasperation the big man looked onto his much younger friend. "DanielJackson do you not trust our friends?"

Still not following his line of thought Daniel frowns, "of course I do Teal'C," he says pushing his glasses up. "But you know how stubborn Jack can be, and Sam can be real pigheaded too sometimes so I was just worried that . . ."

Anymore of that talk is cut off as Teal'C interrupts, "that may be so DanielJackson but I for one believe that our friends will discuss any problems with us when it is pertinent to do so."

"But Teal'C," Daniel tries to begin only to be shut down by the large Jaffa, "there is no buts DanielJackson if you trust O'Neill and MajorCarter then you will not engage in activates that clearly indicate that you do not believe in them. I trust in them both and believe that they will tell us in there own time."

Stopping Daniel flopped down into the chair he had recently vacated looking forlorn at Teal'C. "Do you really think so?"

"Indeed I do DanielJackson."

"So we just wait?"

Nodding his head the former first prime sits as down as well. "DanielJackson do not fear, I believe that all will be well, and our friends will inform us in due time."

Daniel looked suspiciously at Teal'C, "you know what's going on don't you."

The big man tilted his head in his typical stoic manner before he replied, "I do not."

His frown deepened "alright, but you have a suspicion then."

"I admit I do believe I may understand what is troubling MajorCarter, and when she is ready, She will tell us. So until she is ready we," he paused looking directly at Daniel, "we, will respect her privacy in this manner, is that understood?"

Blanching slightly Daniel leaned back before he muttered, "all right, I see what you mean. Well let them handle it in their own way."

Daniel glanced sideways at him and he asked, "you wont tell me what you think it is will you?"

Teal'C shook his head slightly and stated, "Indeed I will not DanielJackson, now if you will excuse me I do need to finish my Kel'no'reem.

Daniel Blushed at how he disturbed the Jaffa's meditation, "Sorry Teal'C I'll get out of your way."

With a nod of understanding Teal'C returns to the proper position for Kel'no'reem and listens as Daniel leaves him in peace the candles flickering around him. Once he is gone Teal'C murmurs good naturedly, "ah, the young."

To be continued:

Samantha Carter pulled up to Dr Janet Fraiser's house having definite second thoughts over doing this. Sam straightened her jacket and grabbed her purse remembering to lock the car door. Sam thought back to her visit to the infirmary earlier while she traversed the path to the front door.

Nervous about this she knows she must have freaked Janet out with her cryptic demands to meet alone at doctors house tonight, but it couldn't be helped. She had to make sure that Cassie wouldn't intrude tonight, so she had to get Janet to have her visit a friend. And having this conversation at the base would be an invitation to disaster, especially with the way the walls have ears in such a closed in environment.

"Well might as well get the show on the road," she muttered as she arrived at the front door. She smirked as she realized that that was like something the Colonel would say.

"I've been hanging around him to much," she smiled, "oh well," and she rang the doorbell.

Beneath the Surface . . . of the Mind

By Verse12

Verse12@hotmail.com

Chapter Seven

Janet

Janet sat on the couch her glass of wine untouched on the coffee table as the information she just received ruminates thru her mind. Stunned is an understatement at learning that Sam might be pregnant, her friend is the last one she ever thought would be expecting like this.

Finally the petite doctor shook off her surprise "Sam that's great," then paused uncertainty "it is great isn't it?" she questioned.

At Sam's tearing up Janet came in close and hugged the obviously frightened taller woman, "Don't worry Sam it'll be alright I'll be here for you, so will Cassie and for sure the guys."

At mention of the other members of Sg-1 Sam's tears fell a little heavier, "Sam?" Janet questioned in confusion.

Mumbling something into her friends shoulder as she cried Sam tried to get a hold of her emotions.

"Hum?" Janet inquired.

Sitting up Sam wiped her eyes taking a tissue from her friend, "thank you, I said . . . that Jack's the father."

At that moment you could have knocked the good doctor over with a feather. I mean, everyone knows that the two of them had more sparks than a power plant. But she thought that neither of them would ever break the regs.

"SAM?!" she exclaimed in shock when her senses finally came back to her.

Looking at her friend in astonishment Janet continued, "what happened, I never thought you and Jack would have a relationship like that?"

Sam sat back and looked lost and alone, she closed her eyes and exhaled slowly and said, "We didn't."

Sensing the brunette woman's confusion Sam rolled her head so she was looking at her, "I said we didn't . . . it was on P3R-118."

Inhaling sharply Janet exclaimed "Jonah and Thera?" in a whispered breath.

Sitting up Sam nodded "yep, we didn't tell everything in out reports. We felt it wasn't that important in the long run but now it seems like it will turn out to be very important. But you see, Jonah and Thera . . . were married."

"WHAT!?" Janet cried out jumping up in shock before she dropped back with a flop onto the couch.

After a moment of reflection the good doctor realized what Sam must have wanted by coming here like she did and the doctor in her quickly came to the forefront. "You need a blood test don't you, to make sure?"

Sam glanced down nodded, "you're the only doctor I can go to thanks to Jolinar." Then quickly so as to show that that was not meant as an insult "not to say I wouldn't go to you anyway, its just it makes it more complicated."

All business Janet stood up and began paced about a bit, "well normally a test can be done in a few minutes but a more comprehensive test I could have done in about an hour."

"I sense a but in there somewhere," Sam said.

Looking back over to Sam Janet nodded, "the Naquada in your blood makes things a little more difficult I'll need to screen that out properly first in order to make absolutely sure."

"How long will that take."

Janet Sat down on chair across the coffee table from her friend and thought for a minute. "A day or two most likely, I could rush it but since you wanted to talk here I assume you want to keep this quiet, and to do this on my own without anyone else noticing will take some time."

Sam sighed and nodded, "I understand you do what you have to do."

Janet leaned back in the chair and asked, "Have you told Jack?"

At Sam's nod Janet questioned her, "So how did he take it?"

Smirking Sam giggled for a second "he passed out."

"NO, he didn't, you're kidding me?" Janet laughed heartily at the thought of the Colonel passing out like that.

The blonde woman joined in with her friend and laughed so hard that tears formed in her eyes.

After a minute or two the two women begin calming down still giggling periodically happier now that the mood has been lightened. Moving over to sit next to her friend Janet took her hand and smiled, "don't worry I have a feeling that everything will be fine, all right?"

Smiling as well Sam nodded giving her friend's hand a squeeze, "thank you."

"Come on by the infirmary tomorrow around 13:00 hours I'll make sure all the nurses are on break by then, okay?"

Smiling a little Sam agreed, and the two began to talk over other topics for hours only to break up when Cassie came home around 22:00 hours.

Breaking up there little get together Sam gathered her things and gave Janet and Cassie a hug and commented on planning future get togethers.

And in her car on the way home that night Sam could only think over how 'this is one more step that needed to be taken care of and how she hoped in the end that all would work out.'

To be continued:

End Notes:

Thank you all for everything you guys have said I appreciate it greatly.

Thank you once again.

Later.

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