Could It?

Chapter 1 – Speak

Spoilers – Lost City Part 1, Lost City Part 2, (Possibly) Heroes Part 1, Heroes Part 2, Abyss, Jolinar’s Memory, The Devil You Know. If you see any others, please let me know in your review.

Rating – PG, but if it gets heavier, maybe PG13. If you think it deserves a higher or lower rating let me know in your review.

Season – End of 7 beginning of 8. I have not seen any of season 8 (are they even out any where yet?), but this is just a random fic.

Pairings – Why do you really need to ask? Sam and Jack!

Disclaimer - I do not own Stargate SG-1, or this song by The Calling. I have no money and can not afford things as I spent everything on Stargate DVDs and the Calling’s first album.

Author’s Notes – Having just bought the first album by The Calling, I have found a link between nearly every song and Stargate. My mum thinks I’m obsessive, but I’m not, I swear. I just can’t stop watching, talking about or making links between things to do with Stargate. I’m now not allowed to talk during dinner or TV because it will be about Stargate somehow. E.G/

Me: “Mum, you know that actor acted with Amanda Tapping in this film and she’s in Stargate.”

Mum: “Jy I don’t care!”

See how mean she is to me. But anyway, enjoy and review!!

     Specially appointed officers dug into the “ice” covering through which she had watched his face for twenty seven days. She hadn’t left. She couldn’t. People had spoken to her, but she hadn’t heard them. She remembered various phrases coming from people:

     “Major get up.”

     “Major Carter, he’s gone.”

     “He’s alive Sam. I can tell.”

     “Try talking to him. You never know, he might hear you.”

     “Major Carter, GET UP!”

     “Sam eat something.”

     She wouldn’t get up. She couldn’t move. If he woke up, she wanted to be the one that he saw first. He wasn’t gone. She’d agreed in her mind when Daniel had said that. Although she hadn’t realised it was Daniel at the time. She wanted to get up. To move away from the pain seeing his staring, un-registering eyes was causing her. She did eat eventually. But only to stay alive. To keep seeing his perfect, flawless face.

     The thing she most wanted to do was talk to him. She did try. Her voice got caught in her throat. If she spoke she’d be sick. She choked when she tried to speak. Tears poured down her face and she knew she’d be ashamed later. Ashamed at breaking down in front of these people. She was sure she knew some of them, but they didn’t matter. All that mattered was Jack. That he would make it. Live. She realised at that moment how much she needed him. Sam Carter, claiming that she didn’t need men to help her live her life, found herself considering ending it all because of one sarcastic, cocky, smart-assed, intelligent, funny, kind and caring man. But she knew she wouldn’t. As long as there was hope that he would survive, she’d stay by his side.

     As the officers dug, she tried again. She opened her mouth, trying to from the word “Jack”. But no sound came out. She tried again and choked. She started sobbing and her shoulders shook. She cried aloud for the first time in twenty seven days. No longer just tears. Samantha Carter was close to screaming.

     She wasn’t going to speak now. It hurt. It felt like he was gone. Like he wasn’t going to come back. No more O’Neill. She tried to stop that thought, but she couldn’t. What if he wasn’t coming back? What if she was alone now?

     She just wanted her Colonel back. Her CO. Her Jack. Her sir. Her friend. He was coming back. She’d do whatever it took, but he was coming back!

Author’s Notes – So let me know what you think. Do you want me to bother with another chapter or not? Le’me know. Osiris.