Sam moved slowly around her house, taking in the mess that had happened inadvertently with her abduction. It drained her to realize that she had been missing for nearly a week. Empty and half-full beer bottles littered the coffee table, indicating the drunken haze that she had been in when the attackers had decided to attack. Inwardly, she chastised herself. She should never have been that vulnerable- even at home. Especially at home. Where she resided alone.

"You gonna be okay?" He asked, leaning against her door as if he was asking whether she wanted him to stay or to go.

"I'm going to be fine." She responded with the hint of a tiny smile.

"Good."

He turned to leave, but she stopped him. "Sir…do you…do you want to get a pizza?"

"Are you asking me to get you one?" He asked, surprised.

"No…I mean…Do you want to come with me and get a pizza?"

"Is this a date?"

"It doesn't have to be."

He looked at her. She still looked so fragile. Whatever drugs they had used against her had left her physically and mentally fatigued and therefore quite a bit weak. "Why not? I mean, I'm retired…no fear of retribution, right?"

She glanced at the floor. "Right."

"What?" He asked, noticing her fallen expression.

"You're not the only one who's retired, Jack."

"Jack?" He asked with one eyebrow raised.

"You're retired."

"Right."

"And so am I."

"You are?"

She nodded. "I figured that it was my mistake that ruined the team, so I should have to face the inevitable consequences. Not you."

"Cart-"

"You can't change my mind." She replied firmly.

"Is that what you think I'm trying to do?"

"Yes."

He was silent for a moment. "Then, you'd be exactly right."

"I thought so."

"Sam…you're brilliant, and the SGC really needs you."

"Jack, I'm sick. I can't concentrate on half of the things that I'm supposed to be concentrating on, and I can't hold my weight on a frontline team anymore." She said, heatedly. "You can. You're a damn good commander and I won't be responsible for the SGC losing its most valuable asset."

"Most valuable asset?" He whispered.

She nodded. "Yes, Jack. You are one the SGC's most valuable assets. They need someone who can talk to them about tactics…who's been in the heat of battle both with this enemy and with the enemies of earth…you can compare our tactics with the tactics of the goa'uld, and that's something that Teal'c just isn't ready to do yet."

"Sam…"

"Look, I'd be out for a few weeks anyway. Just…just think about it. Please."

"And what do you think is going to happen to us?"

She gave a tiny smile. "Well, that's up to us now, isn't it?"

"I don't want to take this too fast."

"Seven years isn't too fast."

"So…"

"So, don't be afraid. If it's too fast, I'll tell you."

"You sure?"

"No."

He was somewhat surprised. "What do you mean?"

"Look, you and I both know that there are no such things as guarantees. But we can act on the intelligence that we have now or we can wait and possibly miss the opportunities that have come our way. There's not necessarily a right or a wrong way to do it…but I think for the last seven years, we've been doing what some might consider the wrong thing."

He nodded in understanding.

"I guess this is our second chance. The opportunity that we have to show everyone that we weren't going down the wrong path, just taking the scenic route around it."

He couldn't help but chuckle.

"You brought me back, Jack. I'm not going to be able to forget that. And…I'm not willing to. I don't want to have the regrets that I might have had if I'd gone then. But that's up to you."

He nodded, deep in thought.

"So…"

"I'm thinking."

She smiled at the reference to the Urgo technology that they had experienced only four years previously.

"Pizza?" He asked, a twinkle in his eye.

"I thought you'd never ask." She said, smiling.