I own nothing. If I owned Stargate, Sam and Jack would have gone fishing much sooner, Pete never would have existed, and I'd be rich. But, I can play with the characters. This is technically canon compliant. I hope you enjoy it.

April 12, 2012

The sun was setting on PX7-363 and the first of the two moons had just begun to rise as SG4, soon to be retired General Jack O'Neill, and Brigadier General Samantha Carter arrived at the stargate. Jack turned his head toward the village where they'd just spent the last eleven excruciating hours negotiating an important trade deal that would not only give Earth mining rights to the planet's nacquada but also allow Stargate Command to set up it's first colony. Not only would the nacquada belong to earth, but a team, or rather a whole slew, of miners would soon call the planet home. And, for the first time ever, they'd be bringing their families. It was a logistical nightmare as far as Jack was concerned, but the IOA and all the world leaders in the know were determined to go through with it. With relative peace in the galaxy, Jack's objections hadn't mattered a hill of beans. Oh, well, soon it would be Landry's problem. He could handle the brass while Jack enjoyed his retirement. Fishing, that's what Jack would be doing the next time there were these type of decisions to be made. Yes, he'd be fishing and not worrying about things like intergalactic peace or politicians who didn't have a clue what they where doing. Still unsure of the wisdom of actually moving families from Earth to a distant planet when the stargate itself was such a closely guarded secret, Jack sighed. "Dial it up, Parker."

As far as Jack was concerned, the only bright spot in this whole trip was the blonde to his left. If this really was his last trip through the gate, at least he could share it with his beautiful wife. And, as soon as his retirement was official, they could stop acting professional and shout from the roof tops, "We made it you slimy snakes! We beat you and those horrid Ori loons, too. War won. I got the girl!" Well, maybe he'd leave off the girl bit when he was actually doing that shouting. Carter wouldn't like that much and keeping the soon-to-be commander of the SGC happy was pretty important to him, even more important than all that fishing he was going to be doing. Yeah, he had hit the jackpot. He'd have his fish, his wife off the Hammond and home every night, and he'd even be around for team nights with the guys. So what if the government was making a monumentally bad call here. They'd probably done him a huge favor. This colony idea had been the proverbial straw that broke the camel's back leading to his retirement, but he sure had a lot to look forward to with Carter, with Sam he mentally corrected himself.

With a swoosh, the stargate came to life and soon SG4 was mobilized and through the gate. Sam started to follow. "Hold up, Carter." Eyes wide, Sam turned to Jack. "There's a really good chance I'll never have this opportunity again." And, with that, he pulled his wife into his arms and kissed her soundly. "I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to do that off world," he smirked.

Sam giggled. "Probably about as many times as I've wanted to kiss you. It's hard to believe you're really not going to be out here anymore." Looking Jack in the eyes, her smile faded. "I don't know how to do this without you there to have my back."

"Oh, Carter, I will always have your back." Jack stroked her cheek gently. "Always."

Sam sighed, "Landry will be sending a search party if we wait much longer."

"Time to go I suppose." After one more kiss, the generals let go of one another and headed into the event horizon.

It didn't take more than a millisecond after entering the gate room for Jack to realize something was really wrong. There was a team of SFs waiting, and he didn't recognize even one of them. And, the uniforms were, well, different. Nothing was quite right. "Carter?"

"I have no idea, sir," said Sam as she quickly went into full military mode.

"Great," thought Jack as he placed his hands above his head. "So much for my final trip through the gate."

"General O'Neill, General Carter, come with us please."

"Well, at least they know who we are I guess," Jack said with an exasperated sigh. "Shall we?"

"Not sure them knowing who we are is necessarily a good thing General," Sam smiled weakly. Apparently, this long day was going to be a little bit longer.