"Zoe, you will not believe where I am."

"Where?"

"Just about twenty minutes outside Pointe."

"So are you gonna come and see me?"

"Of course."

"This will be great. You can tell me all about Jay, and I'll tell you all about Simon."

"Actually, how about if I go one better and show you Jay."

"Sounds great. I'll call Simon and the four of us can hang out."

"Cool. See you in about twenty minutes."

"Bye, love you."

"Love you."

"We need to make a stop at the 7-eleven up here. I think we're low on gas." Jay said when I got off the phone with Zoe.

"The indicator says we have half a tank." I pointed out.

"Well, I need to use the restroom."

"All right."

When we got there, Jay started to walk off away from the building.

"Jay, I believe the restrooms are inside."

"Well… um……" He started to act the way he used to when he got in trouble with Colonel O'Neil or General Hammond.

"Jay….."

"Yes?"

"I know you smoke."

"You do?"

"Yea."

"Oh. I guess I should have gone further off last night."

"Actually, I figured out that you smoke shortly after I became your assistant. I mean you always made the lab reek of nicotine when you came into the lab in the mornings and after lunch. Besides, I doubted those rectangular bulges in the pocket of your lab coat were decks of playing cards. Right now, we're just getting your little habit out in the open."

"So why didn't you ever say anything?"

"It wasn't any of my business."

"Well, since you know, I guess there's no point in going off into the woods." He took a pack and a lighter out, stuck a cigarette in his mouth, and lit it. "I know, I, of all people, should know what smoking does to my body, but it really helped me handle pressure. I've been trying to quit for years. I almost had it, too. Then Avenger happened, and I just couldn't handle the stress without some form of relaxer."

Even though I knew for quite a while that Jay smoked, it still felt weird to actually watch him do it. Because he was trying to be so secretive about it at Stargate Command, I almost felt as if I were intruding. The wind blew a puff of smoke right into my face, and I voluntarily coughed.

"Sorry." He said and then moved so that he was downwind from me.

"Say, what were you looking for down in the basement this morning, besides me?"

"How do you know I was looking for something?"

"Because you were shuffling through boxes and muttering to yourself."

"Oh. Nothing."

"All right."

"I was looking for my high school ring."

"Oh?"

"I was thinking maybe you could wear it."

"Hmmmm. I'm not really good with jewelry. I'd hate to loose something like that. In fact, I've always said that if I get married, my husband had better give me a simple band so that if I loose it, it wouldn't be that big of a deal."

"I'll keep that in mind, but I'd still like you to wear it. We'll probably have put some tape around the band."

"I guess we should get back on the road." Jay said as he stuck the cigarette in the ash tray. "You wanna drive?" He asked as he held up the keys.

"Sure." Jay tossed me the keys.

"All right, let's go meet Zoe and her boyfriend. You and Zoe will probably go off leaving me with the looser."

"I donno, Jay. She did say that Simon was a scientist. You two must have at least something to talk about."

"All right. I'll try not to act too board."

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About fifteen minutes later, we arrived as a small mobile home out in the middle of nowhere. "Now be good, Jay." Chloe wiggled her finger at me before knocking at the door. A few seconds later, the door opened to reveal a young woman that looked just like Chloe, only she was slightly taller, didn't wear glasses, had longer, curly hair, and a slightly deeper voice. They both squealed out each other's names, hugged, then Zoe bade us both to come in. Sitting at the table, I saw a very familiar face.

"Simon, what are you doing here?"

"I'm Zoe's boyfriend."

"You two know each other?!" The girls said simultaneously.

"Yea, Chloe, this is Coombs. You remember me telling you about him, don't you?"

"Oh, yea. Pleased to finally meet you."

"So you're Chloe. Now I know what Felger was going on and on about."

"What!"

"Never mind."

"Hey, Chloe…" Zoe chimed in, "Do you remember when we were kids and would scream during the opening credits to Star Trek?"

Chloe let out chuckle.

"Yea, Zoe was doing that earlier when we were watching it." Coombs said.

"What?" I asked.

"When our brother, Jay, was a toddler," Chloe explained, "He got very frightened by the opening credits of Star Trek. You know, when the Starship Enterprise whooshes across the screen? Anyway, in an attempt to help him overcome that fear, we all would scream during the opening credits, and it's been a tradition ever since."

"Sorry, Simon, force of habbit." Zoe looked over at Coombs. "In fact, Chloe and I used to only watch it for the opening credits. Once they were done, we'd go back to playing while Caroline and Richard actually watched the show."

Just then, Star Trek came on, and you know what the girls were doing during the opening credits.