O'Neill heard the Zat arm and ran towards their quarters with his side arm drawn. Hogan, Carter, and Tiger were on his heels as they rounded the corner into the room. Newkirk was holding the Zat and standing over Sam's limp body.

"Take your finger off the trigger and place the gun on the cot now!" O'Neill ordered Newkirk holding his weapon on him.

Newkirk took two steps back and leaned over to place the Zat down as it fired one more time hitting Carter, who went down with a moan. Newkirk jumped back from the gun like it was a venomous snake that had bitten him. O'Neill secured the Zat then went to Sam. Kneeling down he touched her neck looking for a pulse, and letting out a deep sigh of relief as he found one.

"Is she?" Hogan asked afraid to finish the sentence as he felt for a pulse on Carter.

"She's alive, how I'm not sure with two blasts," O'Neill answered as he picked her up and placed her on one of the cots while Hogan did the same for Carter. Newkirk was standing in a corner looking at the two people he'd just shot as if he was in shock.

"Tiger, will you go to the entrance of barracks eight and tell them we need Wilson and Anderson down here fast?" Hogan requested and Tiger immediately took off to get the two camp medics.

"Sam…Sam….Sam wake up," O'Neill was trying to arouse her gently hitting her cheek. She started waking up as both medics came into the room, one going to each patient.

"What happened?" Anderson asked as he checked out Carter who was just beginning to come too.

"They should be fine in a few minutes; they received an electrical charge designed to knock them unconscious," O'Neill said as he helped Sam sit up.

"Wow that hurt and my hands are numb," Carter said sitting up and shaking his hands. Anderson was checking his vital signs.

"It does hurt, and it's normal for your hands to be numb for a little while. The feeling will come back over the next half hour," Sam answered him as Wilson was checking her out. She tried to push him away, but used to dealing with his particularly errant Colonel, he wouldn't be pushed away.

"What the hell happened?" O'Neill barked at Newkirk, who was still in shock. He walked over and shook Newkirk to get his attention.

"I…don't…know; that damn thing just went off. What the 'ell is it anyway?" Newkirk answered with wide eyes. "Did I just nearly kill me best friend and the Major?"

"Yes you did! It's a weapon you were told to leave alone," O'Neill's eyes were cold and his voice dangerously low and sharp.

"Sir, it's not his fault. I should have secured the weapon better," Sam said defending him.

"It damn well is his fault, Major," O'Neill snapped still standing in Newkirk's face.

"Sir the shots went wild, he wasn't trying to hurt anyone," Sam replied as Wilson finished taking her vital signs.

"Colonel O'Neill, the Major is going to be all right," Wilson said trying to defuse some of the tension in the room. Anderson said Carter would be also.

"Newkirk, take Carter upstairs, and both of you get some rest. Anderson and Wilson, thank you for your help. Colonel, I think we need to have a talk," Hogan said in a protective mode for his men. The two commanding officers walked down the tunnel where they could speak in private. "I need to know what type of weapons you have that can hurt my people. Are these weapons you took off of the Germans?"

"No, they came from my time period. One shot stuns a person, and a second shot kills," O'Neill answered pacing still furious with Newkirk. "He shouldn't have touched it!"

"It was an accident that's all. Newkirk didn't do it on purpose," Hogan responded. He was trying to figure out what was happening, it appear that something more than met the eye was going on.

"He nearly killed my Major. It's my responsibility to protect my people," O'Neill wasn't letting it go.

"You love her," Hogan was beginning to see the deeper meaner behind his anger.

"She's an officer in my command that wouldn't be allowed," O'Neill answered with his infamous poker face.

"You truly love her. I think we found out what caused the rift between you and Newkirk." Hogan could see it clearly now as he wrapped his arms around himself.

O'Neill ran a hand through his silvery hair as he continued to pace, and took a couple of minutes before answering. Hogan waited watching him with interest. "She's the light in my life. I'd be lost without her," Jack admitted quietly. "I thought he'd killed my Sam."

"Sam is alive and okay. You definitely have some tough decisions to make, but I don't think that they need to be made tonight. Why don't you go make sure Sam has everything she needs? If you need the medic just knock on their barracks. I'll deal with Newkirk, and I do ask that you leave him to me," Hogan requested. Hogan thought O'Neill needed to be with Sam as much as she might need him right now. He also thought Jack needed some time to calm down, and he didn't blame him. If he had thought someone had killed one of his men or Tiger, he would have reacted the same way. In some ways, O'Neill had been more restrained than he would have, he thought. O'Neill agreed and the two men said good night, then each went to their own ways.

Tiger stayed with Sam while the Colonels went to talk. She asked Sam about the weapons hoping to get some for her people to use in their fight with the Nazis. Sam explained the Zats were experimental and only a few existed, they weren't ready for distribution, and it might be quite a while before the weapons would be ready for circulation. Tiger asked her some pertinent questions about how they were made, which impressed Sam. Tiger had a very keen understanding of weapons for her timeframe. She offered her unit, to field test the weapon when it was ready for that stage of production. Sam assured her that she would keep it in mind when the Zats were available for worldwide distribution. Of course, even in sixty years, where Sam should be, only a handful of people even knew Zats existed. They most likely would never be available to anyone outside of the SGC, since the US military hadn't found a way to reproduce them. All the Zats that the SGC had gotten a hold of were captured from enemy soldiers. The power source for the weapon wasn't even found on Earth. She didn't want to lie to Tiger, but she had to preserve the timeline and only gave vague wide answers. Sam wasn't sure how Tiger fit into this situation, but she did notice the feelings between her and Hogan. Tiger also saw the emotions play between Sam and O'Neill.

When O'Neill walked back into the sleeping quarters; Tiger excused herself and met up with Hogan at the entrance of his barracks. She told him that she would be sleeping on the radioman's cot to listen for any incoming messages. She didn't say it was also to give Sam and Jack time alone, but then he was thinking the same thing. It was nearly one in the morning and both were tired, so they kissed each other goodnight and Hogan went upstairs.

O'Neill walked over to Sam, who was making sure their equipment was secure as possible. "I'm sorry," was all he said as he took her in his arms. They melted into each other as Jack's head nuzzled her neck while holding her tight. The world faded away to him, and all he cared about was Sam.