AN: Thankyou all so much for your patience with me and my slow updating. I have already given my excuses so you surely don't need to hear them again. For those new to this story, I strongly suggest that you read Part One of this story "Samantha's Wedding" in order to avoid being confused. Because of the long wait this chapter is longer than usual. It is also dedicated to jen203 and trtlsoup2001 for guessing right what Jack was doing.
Hope you like!
Prologue
An Ancient spaceship landed on a barren piece of land next to a high mountain that the American Indians called "Cheyenne" in circa 1000BC.
A man with silvery grey hair stepped out of the vehicle and examined the exterior of it.
Everything seemed in working order, so the man went back in to the 'ship and concentrated very hard on the date of November 2002.
#Flash#
Chapter One
The Colonel Jack O'Neill of the year 2002 was currently on a Tokra ship, flying to the nearest planet with a Stargate. Jack didn't particularly want to go back to that planet again.
He and Harry Maybourne were being given food and medical attention when they landed on a deserted planet.
Using a Tokra GDO that their escort carried with them, Jack and Maybourne stepped through the 'gate and onto the ramp on their home planet Earth. Immediately the SF's pointed their guns towards Maybourne, and also Kinsey, who had come specifically to arrest him… again.
Sam Carter, Jonas Quinn, Teal'c and General Hammond were waiting anxiously in the "embarkation room" to see Jack.
But before anyone could say anything, Jack put his hands up, declaring that: 'if anyone lays a hand or any other particle on Maybourne, I'll knock them flat on their back!'
His face was unshaven, and after a month without a razor, he had grown a partial beard. Major Carter stared at him as he came through the 'gate, hardly believing that he was alive, after that long month.
Her immediate reaction was to rush forward and give him a big, long hug, but her military instincts stopped her.
His action, though, quite surprised her. He was protecting Maybourne! What she wanted to do to him was give him a full Rugby League tackle and a broken nose for putting her through that hell!
But again her military instinct overcame all her irrational thoughts and so she stood smartly next to General Hammond, waiting for Jack O'Neill to acknowledge her.
When he finally did acknowledge her, after he reluctantly let Kinsey take Maybourne for questioning, he gave her a small glance and a 'hi guys' to the bunch. Then he hurried off after Kinsey, making sure he kept his part of the bargain.
Sam could hear them arguing down the hallway and she let out a sigh, disappointedly making her way back to the lab.
What was she expecting anyway? A hug and big wet one on the lips? That was impossible.
But this month had been unbelievably hard for her.
She hadn't gone home in ages, and cried more in one month than she had in all the time since Daniel had died, or whatever he'd done.
She could hear Teal'cs footsteps behind her, but she quickly outstripped him in order to avoid awkward questions.
To her enormous surprise, when she stepped in her lab, there was Jack having a good ol' time swinging on her chair. 'JACK!'
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AN: From here, Jack is the Jack from Sam's Wedding
O'Neill, Colonel, Jack O'Neill etc. is Jack from Paradise Lost meaning Here and Now.
Jack swung around when he heard his name; his first name, not his title, and nearly fell of the seat as he saw the look on Sam's face.
It was almost exactly the same as the one she showed on Apophis' warship when she was trapped behind the shield. The spot that had gotten them into so much damn trouble in the first place.
There was some relief mingled in there though.
He stared at Sam for a few seconds and then without any words, rushed forward and enveloped her into a big hug like the one she had been wishing for.
He could feel hot tears soaking into his shirt as he heard Sam's suppressed sobs. 'I- missed you- Sir.' She mumbled.
'I missed you too, Sam.' He said back in complete honesty.
He probably could have held her forever. It had been so long… And now she was actually returning the hug with everything that she felt, and Jack wasn't used to that.
Neither one of them wanted to let go, but it was finally Sam who pulled back, looking pointedly at the security camera.
'Grapevine' she said softly.
Jack nodded his head, disappointed, and gave her back a quick rub.
Jack had shown foresightedness for once and had prepared his appearance before he had entered the SGC. He had rolled around in some dirt and scrub, and gotten real sweaty and dirty, so that he looked like he'd been roaming around on some deserted moon for a month. He also had a number of scratches and bruises on his body. His chin though, was practically clear of any hair. Just stubble. Sam didn't notice though. So Jack asked the question that he already knew the answer to.
'So how long was I gone for?'
'About a month, Sir.'
''It felt like a year for me.' He said giving her a sad smile.
Sam cleared her throat softly. 'Uh, how's Maybourne?'
'Alive, unfortunately. I may have shot him once or twice… he wanted to retire on some Paradise Planet. And, well after everything that happened, I want to help him relocate to another planet. At least he'll be out of our hair.' Sam gave a short derisive laugh.
'Okay, he can be a right pain in the butt, I know. But he's not such a bad guy, S-Carter.'
She gave him a dubious look, obviously not prepared to forgive Maybourne for taking Jack away from them.
'At least he'll be out of our hair.' She repeated.
Then she noticed the cuts and bruises on him. 'Ohmigosh, Sir! You're hurt. And you haven't been to the infirmary yet. I'll take you.' She made to grab his arm.
'No!' Jack practically yelled.
'Wow. You really have the infirmary that much!' She asked incredulously.
'Yes, yes, I do! I loathe it.' Jack said going along with her thread. 'I hate it so much that, I think I'll risk it and pass this time.'
'Oh no you don't.' Sam said with a glint in her eyes. 'As Doctor Frasier's best friend, it is my duty to take you to her and her needles.'
With that said she proceeded to drag him out of the door and to the infirmary, holding a firm grip on his arm so he couldn't slip away.
As they made their way through the hallways of the SGC, Jack was feeling rather anxious. He couldn't remember what his other self was doing at this time, and he hoped he wouldn't run into himself. He had done only one thing on the list and he had another one to go before he could leave.
He didn't want any incidents. He darted a nervous glance at Sam, who was looking, quite lost in thought.
'Uh, Carter?' Jack said as they turned a corner. 'Y'know technically this is insubordination. I could kick your butt in courts martial if I wanted to.'
'Sir, you are depriving the Chief Medical Officer of doing her job, and disregarding a standing order of quarantine. (AN: don't I sound so smart :D ) Janet could whip your butt in court for you being insubordinate to her. I believe your argument lacks… just about everything, Colonel.' Smirking just a little too much for Jack's liking, she gave his back a little push into the infirmary.
'It's good to have you back, Sir.' Sam said with a smile, here eyes conveying more words than what she actually said.
Tears formed in Jack's eyes which he quickly wiped away and then sat on the bed, ready for "Doc Frasier" to start her routine.
AN: Thanks for reading. Look for your update on Sunday or Monday!