Author's Note: This one's short and sweet (very short). I actually started to feel a little bad for the guy at the end… almost…

As I said at the end of the last chapter, this one is from Pete's POV. Let your minds just piece that one together…

So, yeah, I hope you like it. I kept it short just in case, you know if you started to get bored of Pete. But give it a shot. Kinda nice to write from the other side for once. Please review, I'd love to hear what you have to say.

Summary: So… what do I think? Is she in love? … with him? I don't know. Don't know if I really care if she is or not. Is she in love with me? … sometimes… not in the "inside world"…


Inside World

I'm no idiot. I know why Sam doesn't want to talk to me about what happened… for the same reason she doesn't talk to me about anything else that happens.

It's not a national security thing- she says something like that sometimes…

But it's not that. I'm her "outside world"…

Sam has two worlds. I got that... I'm cool with that…

She has me, this house, and everything that goes with that. That's her "outside world".

And then there is the "inside world". That's the stargate and the mountain. That's honestly the big part of her life. The part her mind is always focused on. Always on what's going on in there- in that world…

I think sometimes that I'm just her way to clear her mind. That's why she never talks to me about that stuff… that's not what her "outside world" is for…

I can only imagine what she sees and does everyday. Can only pretend to understand the few things we do talk about.

Maybe that's why she clings to the last fragments of a "normal" life- she wants to be able to pretend to be as ignorant as everyone else.

"Sa-" Oh, well… that's unexpected…

Okay, I'm getting out of here. They haven't noticed me yet…

Yeah, lucky for me they haven't; I'm just standing here gawking at them.

… who was that? …

That was, um… Colonel… O'Neil…

Colonel O'Neil… I think.

Sam's always starts to talk about him. But she always drops out and stops talking when he comes in.

I've never pretended not to notice that the SGC held her attention far easier than I ever could- not to myself anyway.

But I never really knew what appeal she saw in working under a mountain. I guess I know now…

Should have seen this coming…

Someone was always there. I've always just been the "outside world" guy and he's the "inside world" one.

He's out there right now, talking to her. She's telling him the things she never tells me. She's crying on his shoulder… I offered mine. She didn't want it…

Her eyes have always been haunted. I could see it the first time we met. It disappears though… when she smiles, you can't see it. Can't see the shadows of guilt and loss in them.

I think that was something that drew me to her. I had to know the story…

She'd talked briefly about her mother- I knew it couldn't completely be that.

There was her job. Of course at first that didn't make sense. I knew she kept secrets… I just didn't know what kind or how many…

Now I know there are dozens of many different kinds.

She doesn't want to talk about all the things that haunt her. I understand that. There are things I don't want to talk about…

But are hers worse? She'd say they are. Others probably would. I'm a cop. She's an inter-galactic hero.

But how can you really weigh bad things? …

She didn't want to talk about it. She wouldn't eat- she didn't refuse if I made her something. She just wouldn't go the effort herself.

Sam claimed that she forgot or "was it lunchtime already?".

I don't know. Think sometimes, if I wasn't here, she wouldn't have eaten at all. Maybe she would have gotten around to it… then again, maybe things were just that bad…

I tried to get her to talk a few nights ago. Had asked her what happened. But she shrugged- sort of- and mumbled something about not wanting to talk.

I told her we had to talk. She told me she wanted to be left alone. I stayed downstairs that night.

The next morning she had said something briefly about a funeral- it was in a few days. Tomorrow or something I think.

I know her friend had died just a few months ago. It had killed her… oh, she had bounced back well, sure. But I saw how she had been those couple of nights.

She didn't cry- not around me. That's not how she is. But I know she cried.

If she lost another friend- God forbid friends- it must be killing her. She had been more open last time- I at least know how her doctor friend had died. Saving a man. A noble death, yeah. But still a death.

But what could have happened?

What would put her into a shell like this?

She won't talk, barely eats… everything else is almost routine. Just habitual things she does on autopilot…

I'd wanted to surprise her. She had sounded… I don't know, but it wasn't well.

I thought seeing me would brighten her up- at least a bit. Honestly, she had seemed shocked… flabbergasted… and then… just lost interest.

I wonder what's going on out there. What they're talking about.

I wish I knew. I wish she'd tell me about some of this "inside world". Introduce me to these friends of hers.

She talked so highly of her doctor friend- Janet, maybe? I was upset to find out that she was dead. And I never even met her.

And this Daniel… she says so much about him.

And, well, Teal… or something… she talks about him. But not half as much. It sounds to me that there's not really much to say. He's an alien. A good man. That's all I know…

And then there's 'the Colonel'. That's what she always calls him. Always. That is, that's what she always calls him if she manages to say much about him. He fishes- that I recall.

She really doesn't say much about him. In retrospect, that's starting to scare me.

I'd thought at first that she might have been attracted to Daniel. Silly, right? She talked about him so often and so much… what's a guy supposed to think? The one time I had met him, he seemed out of it. Kinda was hoping that he was gay or something.

But, unfortunately, looking at it now, I don't think she ever had a crush on him. Well, when they first met, I don't know. But now… no, don't think so.

Now I know who she has really liked all along… 'the Colonel'.

Who doesn't she talk about? … 'the Colonel'. It's like she's trying to keep from bringing him up so that she never has to think about how much more she likes him. Or that she doesn't want me to even know him so that I can never get jealous of him.

Who is the one she's talking to now? … 'the Colonel'. She trusts him more. She thinks- no, knows- that he can relate better. But can he make her feel better? Will he be there to comfort her? … I don't really know.

Who's the one she's out there with now? Who's shoulder is she crying on? … 'the Colonel'…

So… what do I think? Is she in love? … with him? I don't know. Don't know if I really care if she is or not. Is she in love with me? … sometimes… not in the "inside world"…


Well, that's all. The end of this little POV series.

It was a lot of fun to write and I hope that you really liked it.

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