NOTE: spoilers for Legacy, Forever in a Day, Jolinar's Memories/The Devil You Know, Shades of Grey, Crystal Skull, The Other Side,

This is my first fanfiction that I've posted EVER ANYWHERE, so I'm a little nervous about it.... I made the changes some people suggested and I want to thank EVERYONE for reviews and suggestions. I'm going to update today and put in Chapter 2. Again, thanks for the reviews! :)

"Have you noticed anything wrong with Daniel lately?" Jack asked his companions, as they lounged about the ruins, keeping an eye on their archaeologist, who was quietly reading one of the crumbling walls a distance away.

Carter frowned slightly, her gaze drifting over to their friend. "He has been really quiet recently." she admitted worriedly.

"I believe he has been so, since the events on Euronda." Teal'c offered, his face as stoic as usual, though his friends could read his concern in his eyes.

Jack froze as he registered Teal'c's observation. Euronda. Crap. Daniel had certainly been different since Euronda. "DANIEL! Shut up. Is that clear enough for you?" No wonder he's been quiet. "We never talked about that. Not really." Jack said, softly, speaking more to himself than his teammates.

Carter winced, her eyes focused on the ground. "Maybe it's time, sir."

I can do this. It's just a little conversation. It's just Daniel. I can do this. Jack's pep talk didn't seem to be helping him, so he forced himself to walk through the door to Daniel's office. Daniel looked up, his gaze darkening almost imperceptibly before he turned back to his bookshelf. "Hey." Jack greeted.

"Hi." Daniel still didn't turn to face him.

"Are you okay, Daniel? You've been....quiet....lately. Carter thinks we need to talk." He did feel a tad guilty for placing the blame on Carter, but if it would help through this conversation....well, she could take one for the team, right? He'd make it up to her somehow.

Daniel nodded, still not turning around. "Yeah, I'm fine."

Immediately, a red flag went up in Jack's mind. Daniel was never "fine" if he said he was "fine". "Fine" in Daniel's world meant "No, I feel like crap, but I'm not going to talk to you about it." Jack took a step forward, leaning against one of the bookshelves, preparing himself for the argument he knew was coming. "Why don't I believe you?" he asked, taking a leaf from Teal'c's book of intimidation and raising one eyebrow in disbelief. Jack took a step back in shock when Daniel suddenly spun around, slamming his hands down on the table behind him.

"NO, Jack! No! I'm not alright! Is that what you want to hear?!" his eyes were dark with fury.

"What's wrong?" Jack asked, his mind reeling with Daniel's sudden outburst. Daniel was calm. Daniel didn't explode this easily. Obviously this talk was way overdue. Unfortunately, it was the wrong thing to say.

Daniel threw his hands up in the air in anger and exasperation, a small sound of disgust coming from him. "Wrong? What could possibly be wrong? In the last few months, I've been tossed in a padded cell, lost the woman I wanted to spend eternity with to filthy snakes, gone to hell, let my best friend go missing for three months, been told by that same best friend that our friendship had 'no foundation' within a week or two of finding him after going days and weeks without food and sleep working on a solution to his disappearance, found my grandfather and regained his respect only to lose him immediately, been completely invisible to the world while my friend's went to sleep rather than dedicate themselves to finding me like I would have for them, then to top it all off, the only shred of dignity I had left was stripped from me for a whole room of people to see by the same best friend that seemed to think getting weapons was worth becoming no better than the Goa'uld who took my wife in the first place." Daniel took a deep breath, his chest heaving, his eyes flaming. "So I'm sorry if I can be 'a little flaky on a good day' but no I'm not okay." Silence enveloped the room as the archaeologist tried to steady his shaking hands.

Jack opened his mouth to speak then closed it again. What could he say to that? He felt like such an idiot. The last few months had been torture for Daniel and his team hadn't been there for him. Heck, his team had been the cause of most of his problems. Daniel suddenly grabbed his jacket off the chair and stormed out of the room. Jack was about to follow, when he heard a muffled sob behind him. He turned to see Carter and Teal'c standing in the doorway.

Carter was trying to contain her tears unsuccessfully. Teal'c had his hands on her shoulders in silent support. "It seems we have done DanielJackson a great injustice." Teal'c said, quietly. His stoic expression had disappeared, to be replaced by one of great concern.

"Colonel, what are we going to do? Daniel is hurting so badly and it's our fault." Carter managed.

Jack's expression was firm. "We're going to fix it, Carter. We're going to fix it."