The glowing figure of Oma Desala appears before him a flash of white light as he lies on his bed in his quarters aboard the ship. The Jaffa, a noticeable grey streak in his hair, immediately stands up and then folds his arm across his chest, bowing his head in reverence to the Ancient. Oma smiles slightly at his courtesy and she says softly,

"Teal'c of Chulak, there is no need to show reverence to me. I am not a deity to be worshipped."

Teal'c slowly straightens up, lowering his arm as he asks, surprised at the Ancient's presence, "What purpose do you have here?"

"I have come for a reason pertaining to Daniel Jackson." Teal'c immediately looks concerned. "As part of this, I have come to inform you that all of these years will be undone and only you will remember. However, your friends must not know of this yet… they will work it out soon. You must not tell a soul of what I am about to tell you or the consequences could be damaging."

He asks, "Of what do you speak?"

"The happiness of Daniel Jackson and Samantha Carter. The Others agree that after everything that has occurred in the lower plains, how Daniel Jackson has been determined to defeat the Ori, he deserves to receive happiness as does Samantha Carter. It is a reward for him especially as he has believed that we have forsaken you, and we have not."

Four months after DanielJackson and Samantha had revealed their feelings to each other, and after the Ori had been defeated, Teal'c sat on the floor in his quarters at the SGC, a photo album in his lap. He smiled as he flicked through the book and saw one photo in particular.

DanielJackson and Samantha exchanging their vows of love and honour in a Tau'ri wedding ceremony.

His friends looked so overwhelmingly happy, and all because of his and admittedly Vala's efforts, but his primarily, to bring their friends together. He saw another photo of Samantha dancing with O'Neill, the General taking her father's place during the first dance and looking happy despite DanielJackson's previous fears to the contrary.

Another photo showed the happy couple exchanging a kiss outside the Church as ColonelFerretti showered them with an outrageous amount of confetti… and his personal favourite, one which he had given copies of to all of his friends, the full line-up of SG-1 with the couple in the centre, and including O'Neill and JonasQuinn.

For over a decade, he had fought with most of them, fighting against false gods, and at the end, they had succeeded, and found some happiness along the way. O'Neill had initiated a courtship with SaraO'Neill… and ColonelMitchell had done the same with ValaMalDoran.

He smiled as he came across a picture of ValaMalDoran and ColonelMitchell kissing in what they had thought was relative privacy… although when they had made that judgement, they hadn't accounted for a camera happy Jaffa.

When he saw a picture of Samantha with a grinning Daniel's arm around her, he thought of how she had confided in him the night prior to the wedding how her flashbacks had ceased from the night she and DanielJackson had revealed their feelings to each other after a big one with regard to an aged DanielJackson instructing her to inform him of her feelings when all had been undone.

He then recalled Oma informing him in the alternate timeline, of how the dreams would cease at such a point, and he smiled, silently thanking the Ancients for their help and knowing that DanielJackson and Samantha's rewards had been well-earned.

He looked up from the album as he heard the wormhole activation alarm, signalling the arrival of Ish'ta from the Hak'tyl, and he smiled again. Closing the book, he looked around at his quarters with the knowledge that he would be returning in a few weeks from his honeymoon, grateful for the family and home he had had for the past decade.

He left his room, taking only the album as he walked to the gateroom to meet his wife, encountering his team on the way, comprising of a pregnant Samantha and a pregnant ValaMalDoran. Without a word as they walked with him, he put his arms around both of his female friends, silently assuring them of his return as he smiled slightly at DanielJackson and ColonelMitchell.

They would never know of his encounter with Oma Desala, an encounter which had changed all of their lives, and he would keep it that way. He would never break a promise made to an Ancient, an Ancient who so clearly cared about his friends. The thought made him smile as he entered the gateroom to find his bride waiting for him.

Oh yes. Life was good.

Indeed.

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