After securing the perimeter and leaving the marines holding the gate, Jack and Sam followed the trail of Baxter's blood into the room containing the mirror. Jack kept his p90 in his hands as Sam dropped her pack and started investigating the mirror.

"The blood literally stops right here," Sam said pointing to the mirror. Jack merely nodded. He felt that uneasy feeling again as Sam walked all the way around the mirror a few times. He usually enjoyed watching her when she worked, but this time around, he had to continuously bite his tongue to keep from telling her to just get away from that mirror and forget what Baxter said. "I just don't understand why we aren't seeing our reflection. It looks like a standard mirror. Everything else in the room appears to be an exact duplicate of this room. We just aren't present. Did SG11 mention the lack of reflection?"

"No, and you can bet we'll be discussing that in the debrief," Jack tried to joke.

"I'm sure," Sam grinned. She moved to the workspace in front of the mirror and picked up one doodad after another. She'd examine each one then move on to the next. Finally she picked up something that Jack could tell actually had her interest. He could hear the wheels spinning in that beautiful brain of hers. "This looks like some kind of remote control," she said, but Jack realized she was speaking mostly to herself. She picked up the control and examined it a moment before pushing one button then another. All the while, her eyes never left the mirror. "Wait, do you see that?" Sam shouted.

Jack saw it alright. Instead of seeing the room empty, they saw a man in what appeared to be an SG uniform, a man who most definitely did not have a regulation haircut, running out the doorway. He was just about to yell at Sam to get away from the mirror when she reached out and touched the mirror's surface. She vanished. No, that wasn't exactly true. She was now looking back at him from the inside of the mirror. Without a second thought, Jack lunged for the mirror and found himself standing right beside Sam.

"What just happened?" Jack asked. "You were-"

"And, now we both are on the other side of the mirror," Sam finished. "Look, no blood."

Jack looked at the floor in front of them. She was right. Baxter's blood was gone. "We need to chase down that man," Jack said, grabbing Sam's hand and heading for the doorway.

Upon entering the main room, Jack saw a sight he couldn't have prepared for in a thousand years. The room was crawling with familiar and not so familiar SGC members. A man who looked very much like himself, a woman who looked like Sam, and a jaffa were kneeling beside the man they'd been chasing. "Jack," Sam whispered as a few marines pointed guns in their direction, "I think I know why they couldn't find Captain Baxter. I believe we are in an alternate reality."

Jack didn't have time to respond before the man who looked like him arrived. Both Jacks had their p90s pointing in the others direction. "What is going on here? Who are you?"

"I could ask you the same question," Jack replied, "Jack O'Neill, United States Air force, Earth" he added more out of irritation than a need to convey any real information.

The shaggy headed man stood up. "Jack, I don't think he's lying. That mirror took me to another reality. I met another you, another SGC. Jack, I think we should put the guns down and talk."

The other Sam looked at her Jack, "Sir?"

Sam nodded, "Jack, we came for answers."

Jack lowered his weapon. The others lowered their own. The man addressed the other Jack again. "I've seen things, Jack. They're coming."

"That's what Captain Baxter said before he lost consciousness, Jack," Sam whispered.

"Daniel," the other Jack warned.

"Jack, trust me."

"Fine, but we aren't taking them back to the SGC. Let's hear what you have to say and get out of here. This is getting a little too weird, even for us."

Jack noticed his Sam and the other Sam exchanging a knowing smile, and he had to admit this guy with his face had just said exactly what he was thinking. This was beyond weird. They dismissed most of the soldiers who had obviously been on their own search and rescue mission and found a place to sit down. The poor guy, Daniel they'd called him, didn't look so good.

"When I touched the mirror, I ended up in an alternate reality. Of course, I didn't find that out until later. You guys were nowhere to be seen, so I gated home. Everything was different. You were the general in charge of the SGC, Jack."

"General?" the other Jack groaned.

"I'm a general," Jack added with a smirk.

"Anyway," Daniel continued, "Catherine was there. I never joined the program. Sam wasn't military. Actually," Daniel paused and looked at the other Jack, "you and Sam were engaged."

"Engaged?" the other Jack questioned.

His Sam replied, "again, sir, it is theoretically possible."

"But, it's against regulations."

Sam smiled. "Not if she wasn't military. I'm not and," she flashed her ring.

"Back to the point," Daniel said with a slightly more frustrated tone, "They had never met Teal'c. He was still First Prime. He was leading the charge against Earth."

"Teal'c?" Jack questioned.

"I am Teal'c of Chulak," the jaffa said with a nod.

Jack raised his eyebrows. The other Jack added, "he's one of us now."

"As I was saying, the people were different, but they'd killed Ra just like us. Jack, Apophis brought ships. He was attacking the planet. He succeeded. Their Earth lost, but they helped me anyway. That's why we needed to share this information with them," he said pointing toward Jack and Sam. "I believe if Apophis was coming after that Earth, it's likely he's coming after us. I would guess their Apophis probably has the same plan. I have an address. This is where we need to go, Jack, and quickly. Earth can't defend itself if the mother ships arrive."

"I think we are going to need a copy of that address," Jack said with a sigh then he looked at Teal'c, "we've never met the you in our reality."

Teal'c nodded. "Perhaps, we should give you the address to Chulak as well, General O'Neill. There are jaffa who no longer wish to serve false gods. They would be good allies."

"You are going to need to befriend Teal'c. The Jack I met on the planet took the address for Chulak from me, but instead of going for help, he sent a nuke. It didn't turn out well. Teal'c's wife and son were on the planet. He killed Jack in retaliation." Both Sams winced. "Sam, um, the other other Sam, killed herself with a grenade while taking out a group of jaffas. Catherine, well, she didn't make it either. Those people gave their lives so my reality would have a chance. I guess, in a way, they saved both of our realities."

"Thank you," Jack said then he looked at Sam, "we need to wrap this up and get back to the mirror. Think you can get us home?"

"It should be as easy as touching it," Daniel offered. "Good luck. We are all going to need it." As, Sam and Jack turned to go, Daniel called to them, "One more thing, Jack, our Jack, convinced Teal'c Earth could help the jaffa. If you want to win him over, you better plan on doing it yourself."

Soon, Jack and Sam were safely on their side of the mirror. They could see Baxter's blood on the floor. Sam's pack was exactly where she'd left it. They could even hear the marines arguing over who was getting the macaroni and cheese MRE. Jack took Sam's hands into his own. "Sam, what's your take on what we just experienced? Joint hallucination or real problem?"

Sam frowned and held up the piece of paper Daniel had given them. "We need to get home. You are going to have to call the president again. Baxter was right. They're coming."