"Teal'c. You called." Jack asked, followed by Daniel and Janet.
"Indeed O'Neill. It seems Major Carter has slipped into the final phase. She remained her euphoric self for a while but a few minutes ago, she calmed down and began some sort of keel'no'reem."
Teal'c gestured at the Sam sitting cross-armed on her wheelchair, breathing as shallowly as possible.
"You mean…" Jack started but found no words to continue.
"She's almost out of it? The effects of the device are about to wear off." Daniel concluded, the hint of relief in his voice unmissable.
"Thank god." Janet exclaimed.
"Yeah… she'll be… back to normal." Jack stated with much less enthusiasm than the others. If they weren't mistaken there was some disappointment in his voice.
"Yes, she will Jack. Our fully-grown, independent and brilliant Sam." Daniel gently reminded him of why they loved their original version of Sam, despite the fact that they no longer get to care for her.
"Yeah." Jack was already staring into the distance, lost in his own thoughts, but he acknowledged what Daniel was trying to do and knew he was right. A part of him still regretted it though. He had enjoyed the past week; as trying as it had been. He had gotten to be with her without interruptions, without rules and without restraints. He got to take care of her, sleep next to her and soothe her, like he wished he could so many times before. Most of all he was hung up on the last sentence she had said to him, though unintentionally as her euphoric self. "Just because we're stupid enough to let the rules stand in our way, doesn't mean everyone else has to." So simple, yet so true. He will miss that.
