Author's Note- This takes place a little bit later in the episode.

Death Changes Nothing

Jack had told Sam to talk to Mckay and ask for his help and Sam was surprised that it had actually worked. And now here she was on Jack's doorstep.

Sam knocked on Jack's door. Not her Jack's though. Who knows if she'd be able to get back. For all she knew she might be stuck here. This Jack still had the same cabin though and Sam smiled at the thought. Some things were just a universal certainty.

"Hi Jack." She said when he opened the door.

"Come on in." He said ushering her into the cabin.

"Mckay said he'd help me. Thanks for telling me to go to him." She said with a smile.

"No problem." He said as he led her to the couch.

"I do have some bad news though." She said as she sat down. "They're not going to let me go."

Jack sighed. "I had a feeling that they'd do that." He said as he sat down next to her.

"I can't stay here, I don't belong here." She told him.

"You'll think of something." He said with certainty.

"I hope…" Sam's voice trailed off as her eyes were drawn to a book sitting on the coffee table. She smiled when she realized what it was, a book on wormhole theory. She'd been reading the same book in her reality.

Jack's eyes were drawn to the book as well. "You were reading it to…"

"See what they have wrong." She said finishing the sentence for him. Brown eyes collided with blue ones.

"Yeah." He whispered. Clearing his throat he asked "Want something? Blue Jell-O?" He said as he got up off the couch.

"Oh…no thanks." She said.

Sam got up and followed him out to the kitchen but she stopped when she noticed a picture hanging on the wall.

It was picture of her other self, this reality's Sam, with her arms wrapped around Jack's neck. Jack's arms were wrapped around her waist and he was leaning in for a kiss. He wore that grin that for so many years had made her heart skip a beat. Sam wore a grin of her own as well. But what struck her the most was Jack's eyes. So full of love and contentment. Anyone who looked at the picture could see two people deeply in love with each other. The two people in the picture only had eyes for each other.

Sam slowly lifted her fingers to caress the picture frame. The love of the two was tangible.

"That picture was taken a few months ago, on a weekend when you weren't stuck at the SGC." Jack said from behind her.

Sam jumped and spun around at his voice. She looked into his eyes and sucked in a breath at his look.

Pure pain radiated from his eyes.

"You loved her." Sam whispered.

"I loved her for years, I will always love her. Her death doesn't change how I feel." He whispered.

Sam knew that Jack was the kind of man that when he gave his heart, he gave it unconditionally. And he had given this reality's Sam his heart.

"I'm sorry…I wish I could do something…" Sam said sadly.

Jack gave her on of his crooked smiles. "You're just like her you know." He said as he brushed her hair behind her ear.

"Well fundamentally we are the same person." She observed.

"You have the same gorgeous eyes, the same smile, the same…everything." Jack said sadly. "It's hard…" Jack whispered.

"I don't know what to say." Sam said as she took his hand. "I want my Jack too." She said as tears filled her eyes.

Jack's arms came around her and tears fell from both their eyes. They both cried for the one person they wanted so much. The one could never get back the woman he loved, and the other had no idea if she would ever get home again to see her Jack. They both took comfort in the fact that even though they weren't the same people, right now it didn't matter. The only people that could take away their pain was held in there arms.

Jack kissed her head and pulled back, wiping away a tear from her eye. "I'll get you back to him. I promise." He whispered to her.

Sam sent him a little smile. "Thank you Jack."

"Don't mention it. Just make sure he knows what a lucky pain in the ass he is alright?" Jack said joking with her.

Sam laughed. "I don't let him forget that."

Jack smiled at her and pulled away, the pain was still in his eyes, and Sam had a feeling that it would never truly heal. But at least he was starting to smile again.

"So Mckay has a plan that we think should work." Sam told him as they walked back into the living room.

Sooner or later, she would hopefully get back to her Jack, and she'd have to leave this Jack. And he'd be all alone Sam thought sadly.

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Author's Note- Thanks for reading and if you liked it let me know! There will be 3 more chapters in this story.