Chapter 1

It's quiet on the base of the SGC. Too quiet according to the woman who is sitting all alone in her lab. Sam sighs while she looks over the few boring, yes she actually calls off-world gadgets boring, things SG-9 took back from their mission last week. The Ori have been defeated and the universe is back to normal. They've paid a high price for this fragile peace. The Asgard are gone, a great race with great technology. Yes, they left all their knowledge behind, but it impossible to make head or tails of it.

Slowly Sam is drifting off in past events, past loses and past friendships. She often wishes she can turn back time and help her friends from being destroyed. She finds herself missing Narim the most at the moment. Not because she loved him as in love, but because he was so completely honest and true. He was a true friend. She could use some friendship as of now. Many friends passes her mind and she smiles vaguely while remembering them. But suddenly her mind decides to make a jump father into her past and she feels hot coffee spilling over her skin when a face comes forward into her mind, so lively that she can hear him laugh, smell his unique scent and her heart starts racing without actually seeing him in real life. It's Martouf. Sam swallows, hoping that the lump in her throat disapears, but she finds it too difficult to shift her focus to something else. Their first meeting in the desert, their mission to Netu, those very few and scarce moments of where she should have told them about her love and finally their execution. She can hear him beg to take his life, she aims...

'Sam?', Daniel is standing in the doorway and Sam is being pulled back to reality.

'Are you alright?', Daniel asks, while he takes the chair next to her.

'Yes, it's just...', she hesitates. 'I was thinking of all the friends we lost along the way.'

'And there have been quite a few indeed', Daniel nods.

'I miss them.'

'Of course.'

'Don't you wish sometimes you could turn back time?'

'Only a couple times a day', Daniel smiles.

'Why are you here Daniel? I thought the General gave you all two weeks off?'

'Yes, but we have been called back...'

'But.'

'Don't look at me like that Sam, I just came in.'

Good morning campers', a voice is calling from hallway.

Sam and Daniel turn around to discover that Jack is standing behind them.

'Sir? What are you doing here?'

'I'm fine, thanks. How are you?', Jack answers.

'I'm fine as well, what are you doing here?'

'I don't know yet. I was called by General Landry that something extremely urgent has come up and that I had to come down right away. So shall be honor the General with a visit?'

Jack starts walking away and Daniel and Sam are quickly falling in step behind him.

'Hey! Where are we going?', Mitchell shouts as he runs through the corridor to catch up with Jack, Sam and Daniel. 'Haven't you read the memo?' Jack asks Mitchell. The colonel shrugs.'We are going to a exotic planet to be honored as heroes for saving the goddamn universe to goddamn often', Jack continues with a straight face. 'Are you serious?', Mitchell asks excited, taking the bait. 'Of course...'

'Not', interrupts Daniel. 'He is just messing with you Mitchell.

'Owh, too bad', Mitchell mutters. 'I always like good parties with alcohol and ladies.'

'Goodmorning SG-1, General O'neill', Landry is standing with his back to large table in the middle of the room. He is shifting through some papers and apparently too busy to turn around at the moment. 'Take a sit people, so we can start this debriefing about your new mission.'

Jack raises a hand instantly, as being back in fourth grade again. 'Yes, Jack? You want to ask something?', the general has turned around and takes his place at the head of the table. 'Our mission, sir?', Jack asks while looking around the table. 'Teal'c is not here and without him there is no SG-1 sir.' Daniel uses his comment to bring forth that Vala is also still missing and that she has become an valuable asset to the team.

'Teal'c and Vala will be coming shortly, however that doesn't mean that we can't start the debriefing without them. You see, we have some very interesting guests waiting eagerly to see you again, Jackson, Carter and Jack. And though it is nice to see them again, the circumstances under which they have come here are very dire and need our immediate attention.' 'Any hints on who these guests are, general?', Jack asks curiously, while is suspiciously eying the room as if they would jump from behind the large plants in the corners. 'Well, you're about to see...', Landry says while he mentioned one of the guards to open the door to his office.

'Janet', Daniel whispers stunned. For a moment he sits frozen in his sit, but after a split second he regains control over his limps and jumps up to embrace her. 'What are you doing here? Are you the same Janet we helped by giving the cure for the Prior's plagues when all those SG-1 teams stranded here? How are you doing? What happened in your reality? Why to need our help? It doesn't matter, of course we will give you our help! What...?', Daniel is being interrupted by general Landry.

'Will you please sit down, Jackson? Janet is not the only one who managed to escape her world barely. There is somebody else with her.' At first sight a young man is joining doctor Fraiser. He has sand colored short hair and has a bit of a shy attitude. He looks at the men and woman at the table cautiously as not knowing what to do or say. It is when he looks straight at Sam that she recognize him in an instance. Her mind is going blank and her face pales until it is drained of all color. She feels dizzy and nauseous. She stands and walks slowly toward the man who is smiling carefully at her. This can't be possible! Not after he went back and all those years passed. This is outright cruel! She wants to hit him, yell at him and hurt him badly, but none of these things happen because Sam can only manage to whisper his same just before she femininely faints.

'Martouf.'