A/N: I don't generally post stories before I complete them, but since folks have been clamoring for a continuation of "Lost and Found," I'm making an exception. Enjoy!

If you didn't read Lost and Found, this is going to make little to no sense and I highly recommend you read it first.

Prologue

Daniel Jackson lifted his duffle bag out of the trunk of the car, turning to shake the hand of the driver. His hand was dwarfed in the hand of the Big Guy, Helen Magnus' combination body guard, driver and butler.

"Good luck, Dr. Jackson," he rumbled.

"Thank you very much," Daniel answered. He looked back at Helen, who remained in the rear of the car, the window rolled down. Shouldering the bag, he walked over to the window, leaning over to catch her eye.

"See you soon?" he asked, smiling uncertainly.

"I do hope so," she answered. She reached a hand out the window. He took it in his, pressing his lips to her palm and running his thumb over the back of her hand. "I will miss you, Daniel."

Daniel smiled again, "I am going to miss you as well, Helen."

"Dr. Jackson! We're almost done loading!" came a shout from behind them. Daniel waved at the airman.

"The Air Force waits for no man," he said to Helen. He reluctantly released her hand. "I better go."

"Be safe, Daniel," Helen whispered.

"You too, Helen."

Readjusting the bag on his shoulder, he turned and began walking toward the waiting airman and the plane that would take him back to Colorado Springs. He heard a car door open behind him and turned to find Helen walking briskly toward him, just short of a run. His bag fell to the tarmac as she threw her arms around him and they kissed frantically, ignoring the wolf whistles from the airmen and the throat clearing of Helen's driver.

Daniel still couldn't believe that he had known this woman for only a week, since she had rescued him from the caves under Glastonbury and the creature she had captured there with the help of her team. Of course he had fallen in love with his wife in a day, so he supposed he shouldn't be surprised if he was falling hard for Helen so quickly.

They pulled back from each other when oxygen became an issue, leaning against each other with their foreheads pressed together.

"Helen, I don't want to scare the hell out of you, but I think I'm falling in love with you," Daniel whispered.

Helen laughed softly, the sound vibrating through the two of them. "I'm so glad to hear you say that, Daniel, because I feel the same way."

"Dr. Jackson, I'm sorry, but we really have to go," the airman said apologetically.

"I don't want to leave," Daniel whispered, ignoring the intrusion.

"I don't want you to go, but we both have responsibilities, people counting on us," Helen said.

"Damn reality," Daniel growled, making Helen giggle.

"Dr. Jackson?"

"All right, airman, I'm coming." He kissed Helen lightly on the lips, then on the forehead. "I'll call you tonight when I get back to my place."

"I'll be waiting."

Daniel scooped up his bag again and turned to follow the airman to the plane, glancing briefly over his shoulder but forcing himself to continue moving forward. Helen waved at him, clearly forcing a smile.

"Soon," he mouthed to her and she nodded.