Morning thoughts

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Sam awoke as a reddish hue shone through the window. She squinted as the soft light attacked her senses for a moment before settling down. She felt heaviness surrounding her arms and for a moment, panic arose in her as visions of Baal's torture chamber filled her mind. The panic subsided as quickly as it had risen as she took in her surroundings and realised Jack had his arms wrapped around her. She sighed and twisted noiselessly in his arms, facing the window, catching a glimpse of a red sunrise lit sky. She glanced at the clock, five fifteen. She hadn't had this good a sleep in days. She felt so refreshed. If Jack didn't have his arms locked comfortingly around her she would have slipped out and sat on the porch catching the silence of the morning. As it was she was quite happy to lay with her thoughts in the presence of the sleeping Colonel.

She considered telling him about her visit form Daniel for the hundreth time. She knew she had too, she was just waiting for the right time. In addition, although she would tell him she wasn't sure how much she would tell him. Sam shivered and realised for a moment how cold a morning it was. She managed to release her left arm as Jack's lay over it and round her torso. She pulled the blanket over their arms and snuggled back into his body softly so as not to wake him. From the look of Jack the past few days, he too hadn't been sleeping well. She wasn't disconcerted by the fact they were laying so intimately together and it didn't feel strange as he comfortably laid his cheek on her head.

Sam felt drowsy and closed her eyes again pulling the blanket closer around them. As she dozed her fingers found Jacks lying over her stomach and intertwined with them as sleep called her back to unconsciousness.

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Tealc sat on the porch watching as the sun rose, he had kelnoreemed and it had been most fulfilling. His thoughts now tarried on his son. He pondered on how his son would react to the new woman in his life. His feelings for Janet had become even more intense in recent months and they are relationship had deepened. He felt it right his son should know as early as possible. He had been unsure at the beginning that the relationship could or would work but Janet was of strong character and had been as determined to make the relationship work as she was about making sure all the SG teams were in working order. As the hours slowly passed, he thought back on the past few years of living with the tauri. It had taken time but he had finally in some part of him started to understand them. He thought of the past week waiting for any news of O'Neill and MajorCarter. The days had passed slowly, and he had doubted himself, admitting to Janet he had the chance to return and find two of the few handful of people left in his life but following orders and the protection of the rest of the team had become priority.

Janet had assured him, cajoled him for doubting himself. He had helped the men get back, that when news came he should be ready to act on the information. Never leave a man behind; it was a code of honour he had come to respect. However, Janet had silenced his words with a finger on his lips. O'Neill would not want them walking into a trap. They would wait for information on the situation and she was sure he would be the first General Hammond turned too for help. He had lost so many in recent months; many jaffas had been lost. Good friends warriors. Men whose past intermingled with his own. Who had been in doubt but trusted him enough to follow him in the quest to release them all from the false gods. The death of DanielJackson still weighed heavy in all their hearts also. It interlaced into everything silently lying in the atmosphere. It had been hard to accept Jonas, to allow him into the fold. Tealc had taken to him quickest understanding the strangeness of the situation of the younger man. Now they were here as a family trying to recover from a very dioncerting week.

As he mused the sun rose higher and his thoughts never wavered but connected to each other never pausing for a breath in his active mind. Memories that spanned over many years, none as happy as the most recent apart from snatches of memories of his past such as his marriage, the birth of his son. His realisation he had finally gotten a fighting chance to fight the false gods when he had first lain sight on the three Tauri being held by Aphophis.

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Jonas awoke from a heavy sleep and blinked into the light. He rolled onto his back and yawned, lying a hand over his eyes. He dozed listening for sounds of movement. He could hear birds singing outside his window, but nothing else. It had been a long time since he had awoken to sounds of practical silence. He mused for a moment listening to the sounds before sitting up. He looked over to Tealc's bed but was not surprised to see it was empty. He pulled on some pants and a T-shirt and ventured out into the hallway. Rubbing a hand over his eyes he softly walked into the kitchen area and glanced over at the living area. Looks like Jack was up too. He flicked on the kettle and frowned wondering where everyone was if they were up. He looked at the clock above the fire mantel, nine thirty. After pouring himself a coffee, he walked to he door of the porch, which led to the small jetty and lake outside and saw the broad form of Tealc stoically sitting on the top step. Jonas ventured through the door and Tealc turned his head to eye him sideways before moving his stare back to wherever it was he was staring.

"Good Morning Jonas"

"Morning tealc."

Jonas stifled a yawn and took a sip of coffee, pulling forward to the step of the porch before settling himself into it. He glanced around the area.

"Where's the Colonel?"

"He has not risen as yet, neither has Samantha"

"Oh I just thought, I didn't see" his voice trailed off

Jonas frowned again his mind still heavy from sleep; he took another sip of coffee and sank back into the chair.

"So how long have you been up?"

"I have been awake for several hours"

"And you've just sat out here all this time?"

"I had many things to think about. The past week has been hectic, it has given me a chance to gather my thoughts on certain matters"

"Oh well at least you've used the time constructively"

Jonas smiled at the weak lame joke but dropped his eyes to his fingers fiddling around the handle of his coffee mug as Tealc gave him an unemotional look and lowered his gaze back to the porch stairs.

"We all have a lot to think about Tealc"

"We do indeed"

"This is the perfect place to think our thoughts through"

"Indeed"

Boy these conversations with the jaffa could get interesting. He smiled and took another gulp of coffee and stared over the lake to the backdrop of mountains. It was so peaceful and quiet. It was like the past week had been a dream, a bad dream that they all had been a part of but slowly were waking from. However, it hadn't been a dream, or nightmare. It had been real and they had come within a hairs breath of losing two more very important people. He had been acutely aware of the atmosphere of the people around them. A grim negativity had hung heavy in the air one even General Hammond hadn't been able to dispel around himself. First Dr Jackson, now Sam and Jack. There was no getting round the fact that there was a distinct possibility the two would not return. It was a sour taste which all the SGC tasted, a bitter reminder that their work was highly dangerous, the risk factor so high it was off the charts. Jonas had been there as the hope had started slipping from their grasp. Nevertheless, just as it was lost completely the Asgard had swooped in a saved the day.

Tealc who had risen and was now standing facing the cabin looking down at him questioningly broke his train of thought.

"Would you like breakfast JonasQuinn"

"Sounds great Tealc, what we having?"

Jonas stood and followed the jaffa into the cabin setting his half-drunk coffee on the counter top.

"I think O'Neill refers to it as 'full English breakfast'"

"Sounds 'interesting'"

"I can assure you Jonas it is very appetising"

Jonas nodded in agreement and started to wash the dishes of the previous night as Tealc, a dab hand when it came to food preparation, prepared the breakfast.

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