Takes place after oneshot, "In Good Hands".

Lets see what's happening on earth, shall we?

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"Don't you ever get the feeling that she's still alive? Somewhere she's still alive? Daniel went on, pacing back and forth. Jack raised his eyebrow, which Daniel added before he could respond. "I know. I saw her, but I just can't get it out of my head." He shook his head. "What if there were people like The Nox?"

"Daniel, that is ridiculous and you know it." Jack argues back, but half wanted to believe that as well. "Trust me, I want her back just as much as you do. She didn't deserve to die out there and we all know it. She was an amazing soldier, doctor, and a fantastic mother to Cassie but we all know what we saw."

"But we didn't bring her back with us. For all we know she could still be out there, whether she's alive or dead." There was a visible shudder, a cold chill that ran through his body. "Don't tell me that it can't happen, Jack. You know just as much as I do that right now we should have been dead. Every single one of us! I know that I don't have to remind you that the Nox stepped in when we thought we should have been dead. Heck, my time should have run out a long time ago after I died for the fourteenth time."

Jack rolled his eyes, his shoulders dropping slightly. He knew that Daniel made a valid point, but he didn't to tell him that it was him that he thought should have died yesterday. In fact he should still be in the infirmary clinging for life, and he could only wish over and over again that it was Janet that had been treating his wounds that he had sustained. Somewhere along the line he had gotten away with escaping, both from the staff blast that had him on the ground, and also from the infirmary to which they were hiding out somewhere he was sure they weren't going to be found just to get in a private conversation.

In fact Jack wished that he could snap them all from this nightmare. That Sam wasn't crying every second she was awake. That Teal'c was hardly talking, which was even less than what words he did say. That Daniel wasn't trying at every possible angle to come up with a reason that Janet was alive, when he had seen himself that she had died the moment she had hit the ground.

He wished Daniel was right. That the vest she had worn would have protected her like his had protected him when he had been hit. Perhaps he wished that they had switched vests and that it was him that hadn't been saved. His death would have still been a big blow, but not as much as Janet's. Sadness and depression had swept over the base like a plague even more so as the news spread throughout the place.

He turned back to Daniel, still half in his thoughts. "Okay. What if that was even remotely possible? You know as well as me that she was dead the moment she hit the ground. Do think there's anyone out there that has the same powers as the Nox?"

Daniel sighed. "I could only wish that were possible. Look I haven't slept all night. I've thought about it from almost every angle. Not to mention every time it brings me to the same conclusion.

"That it could only point to her being alive because the Nox have the superior power of bringing people back from the dead. But even you know there is a very slim chance of that ever happening." There was regret in his tone now, knowing what he had to say next. "I saw the report, Daniel. The fact that we didn't bring her back with us, doesn't change that the staff blast hit her straight in the chest and killed her instantly."

Daniel's face scrunched up, he was visibly shaking his head knowing he didn't want to hear it. "I just.." He paused, his expression falling. It looked as if yesterday and many years with it were following behind and quickly catching up with him. "It's just that I keep having this reoccurring dream. Every time I close my eyes she's right there. It's a nightmare over and over again when I know she's..." He couldn't get himself to say that she was dead, even if he knew it. "And I can't even help her!" His anger returned and he closed his eyes; shutting everything out, Jack included.

Once again Daniel was faced with a face, no it was a memory of Dr. Fraiser. One that he had never seen before. It was almost too painful to watch, and yet he wondered why he was having them in the first place.

So was anybody else having these memories?

Popping open one eye, then the other he sees Jack standing a few feet from him and he has his arms crossed. "Daniel?" He raises his eyebrow as Daniel straightens his back against the wall. Some how this memory has a calming effect, but Jack doesn't seem to be convinced if he's alright or not.

"Sorry, but as strange as it sounds I was having what seems to be another reoccurring dream." Daniel defended himself, scrubbing his hands over his face. The lack of sleep was starting to wear him thin and he felt almost similar to being zapped.

"Dream?" Jack asked in hope of some possible elaboration from Daniel. He wasn't so sure he was going to get anything, because Daniel had his head down and forehead pressed against his knees that he had drawn to his chest.

However It was a delayed reaction when Daniel popped his head up. "Like some sort of dream, or memory. Images that I've never seen before. What I don't get is that they hit a nerve of sorts for seeming so real." He gestured with his hands; closing and opening his fists to express the intensity of what he was feeling.

"Just how much sleep have you gotten these last few days?" Jack raised his eyebrow in concern.

Daniel just looked past his shoulder, staring as if he were gaining enough willpower to shoot through the door. "She looked happy, Jack." Tilting his head, Jack shook his head but waited for some confirmation of what Daniel had seen.

"Who looked happy, Daniel?" Jack inquired suspiciously, wondering in what way this connected to what he had been talking about before.

Slowly his eyes focused and leveled with Jack's. "Janet." He shook his head. "I mean Dr. Fraiser. I saw her. She was walking in a beautiful field of flowers, and then next she's entering a room through a wooden door, and she's laughing." He looked pained, with fresh tears in his eyes.

This was too much.

And Jack wasn't going to divulge the fact that Daniel and half of the base had a secret crush on Dr. Fraiser. "Okay Daniel, get up." Jack figured it was due time that they got some rest, just by witnessing Daniel stumble to his feet. "We're getting out of here." He grabbed Daniel's arm to help steady him, to which Daniel pulled back after standing.

"I am not going back to the infirmary."

"Relax. You and I are not going back to the infirmary. In fact what do you say we escape for awhile and grab Sam and Teal'c on the way out?" The smile was small, but it was there as Daniel nodded his agreement. "Then lets go before the troops send out somebody for our escape." He wanted to laugh at Jack's witty remark. However, the laughter was stuck inside as they walked to the door.