Dear Daniel.

You know I'm not great at this letter stuff. You are the articulate one of our group, the one that has all the diplomacy, always says the right thing, the humane thing, even when it was annoying. I was the one that charged on blindly ahead, as you once put it.

Well, I am grateful to you that you have been right all these years. That you have been such a good friend and put up with this grumpy old soldier. You saved us all so many times, with the Unas, with Alar; so many times it was your knowledge and compassion that saved us from making terrible mistakes.

So I depend on you again, Daniel.

A personal favor.

Look after Sam for me. I have a letter to give her too, but I am leaving it up to you whether or not you want to give it to her. You see, I screwed up. I should have said something or acted years ago .Now I am afraid it may be too late. She has someone else, I think. I don't know whether it is serious or not, so I am leaving it up to you to decide. I don't want to ruin any chance of happiness she might have, but if by some miracle I get out of this mess, I want her to know how I felt.

You know, Daniel.

I loved her.

I want her to know that.

But not if it will be at the expense of her future happiness, so I am leaving it up to your always wise self to make the right decision. The letter is addressed to Sam in your care.

I know I can trust your judgement, Spacemonkey.

I always have.

Even when it seemed like we were going nose to nose, I knew deep down that you were right. You were the glue that held the team together, the voice of wisdom, of caution, of justice. I never gave you the appreciation you deserved, and for that I am deeply sorry. I want you to know how much I cared, both on a professional level, and as your friend.

You and Teal'c were, and are, the best friends a man could ask for.

When you ascended, it felt like the heart was ripped from our team. I shut out Carter at first, wouldn't let her in or grieve in front of me. Because i was afraid I would lose it. My feelings were so deep. It was only after the little breeze by the elevator came that I knew you were still with us, and things would be ok. When you came back, it felt like all was right with the world again.

I was sorrier than I could say when you lost Shar'ee. When you delivered her baby, I saw even more what kind of a man you were, that you were caring for her and her baby, that it didn't matter that Apophis was the father, it was part of the woman you loved. I wish you could have had Shar'ee live out her days as your wife, free from the Goua'ld, but it wasn't to be, Daniel. I know that you accept this now.

I wished after that happened that you and Janet would find happiness together. When she was killed, I saw how much you were suffering, and ached for you, my friend. I hope that whatever happens in the future, you get a break. You deserve one if anyone does. You deserve to be happy with a good woman, and have children. You will be a wonderful father someday, Daniel. You are caring, and fair, and have an unending capacity to love. The wonder that is in your eyes with every new experience is a tremendous thing. Even with all that has happened, you have never become cynical or bitter. You are truly the kindest person I know.

I am giving you something very precious to me. It's the airplane models that are in my living room that Charlie and I built together. I want you to give them to your son someday, and tell him about his Uncle Jack who would have taken him to ball games, and loved him very much. I want to you have my yo-yo, too, and play it with him. Keep that childhood wonder that you have in you alive, Daniel. It's a great thing. Do it for me.

I leave you with my thanks for looking after Sam for me.

For being the annoying, wonderful, always right guy you are.

I said it once, and I'll say it again, it was a pleasure doing business with you, Dr. Jackson.

My true friend.

Spacemonkey.

Take care.

Jack.