It's all a dream

Sam sat up in bed, sweating and panting. These dreams were driving her insane. In the past two weeks she'd ended up in a Gou'ald's harem, been promoted to SGC fucktoy complete with a slutty parody of a uniform, and used herself as the final bargaining chip in a treaty with another planet.

She could only guess it was the a;; the responsibilty. SHe was now the SGC's top scientist, CO of it's top offworld team, and 2IC of the SGC in general. That was even more than Jack had ever had to deal with as the science of the Stargate had never been part of his job. Her dreams must've been trying to provide her with an escape from responsibilty.