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But I know what you really wanted. Here's a cut scene that never made it in:

The first time Jack walked into a team leader meeting and saw Sam there he almost raised an eyebrow and made a sardonic comment about her doubting his ability to pay attention in any meeting. But then he remembered that she belonged there, just as much as he did. It’s weird how something could feel so right even as it was strange as hell. But then again, a lot of things in Jack’s life could be described that way.

Sam noticed his entrance and smiled slightly at him across the room, but quickly went back to her conversation with Reynolds. She said something Jack couldn’t quite make out and Reynolds let out a bark of laughter.

Sam was pretty quiet during the meeting but Jack knew she was just getting her bearings, absorbing enough information to know exactly where she stood with the group. It shouldn’t take her long to realize that none of these men had ever thought of her as a subordinate. They all knew she deserved to be here.

After Hammond ended the meeting the rest of them hung out for a while as was custom, swapping tale tales and generally griping about various team-related issues.

“So, Sam,” Reynolds said at one point, turning everyone’s attention on her. “Now that you are clear and free from SG-1 and won’t have to put up with Jack anymore, got any stories to share?”

Sam glanced at Jack with a rather wicked gleam in her eye. “What, you mean like the time the Colonel accidentally wandered into-”

“Carter,” Jack said, cutting her off mid-sentence. “I think they would all much prefer to hear about P3X-595. You know…when you drank that stuff-.”

Sam stood up. “Gee…look at the time,” she said. “We’ll have to finish this some other time.” She glanced at Jack. “As in never.”

Jack grinned at her. “Whatever you say, Carter.”