by Kitty S

NOTE: I know that the Sam Carter we all know and love isn't this sarcastic.. but hey, it's AU. *anything* can happen in AU. teehee ;)

Sam's POV

Today I realized that, I, Samantha Carter, am a chocoholic. The first step is admitting it right? After my little “date” with the Jack, I went home and had a craving. Giving in to that craving, I went down to the store and got myself a tub of double chocolate fudge ice-cream. It was so good. So this is why, I am sitting here in the briefing room with a bar of sneakers in my right pocket waiting for the meeting to end. I swear, its burning a hole in my pocket.

"I don't know how to say this, so I'm just going to be blunt. There is a traitor among the SGC. Because of this situation, there will be no missions, and I don't want this to get out. I don't like saying this especially about the good people under my command, but we can't trust anyone. We have two weeks to find this person, if not, then the official's are going to poke their noses around here until they find the who they believe is responsible."

A spy?

"I want sg-1 on this, and I want this person found."

"Yes sir." Jack answered. Man, did he look pissed or what. I guess after the whole becoming a traitor to find the spy within the SGC last time, he’s not so happy to do it again. Or maybe it’s because of what happened last night. Maybe it’s both. Maybe I should stop trying to pick his brain and let the man be, he doesn’t want anything to do with me anyway. Not sexually anyway. Like what I said to my high school sweetheart: “Boyfriends come and go, but friends are forever.” So what if it’s a cliché?

"Dismissed" The General walked out, leaving us sitting here to think, ponder... who could it be?

Looking down at the table, I forgot all about my chocolate. Jack sighed loudly, making me look up at him. "So, who could it be?" Like I'd know, like any of us would know. This is nuts, till now none of us knew there was anything wrong. How could we accuse our own people?

"Well we only have two weeks to find him. Or her... I mean would it be so bad if we did let the officials handle it? It'd be better that way, what if we get the wrong person? This isn't our job." Why Daniel, do you read minds?

Jack stared him down, processing what he had just heard. "Daniel, what if *they* get the wrong person. Then we'd be here saying that we should have done that job, so we can find the right person." Hmmm... now he has a point too. It doesn’t matter though, we were ordered to find the person, and we will have to carry out that order.

Let the hunting begin.