Teal'c heard the door open as she discreetly left her quarters to go to his. The thought made the normally stoic Jaffa smile.
He remembered the first time he had discovered their secret. He had been disturbed from his Kelno'reem by a dream; highly unusual for a Jaffa. In the dream, she had been killed in a battle. His rational mind reminded him that this was only a memory and that they had actually survived the battle together, but he was uneasy. He dressed quickly and went across the hall to her room. When he did not find her there, his unease grew and he decided that he should alert Jonas that she was not there. He knew her penchant for working late nights and was concerned that something might have happened to her in the lab.
He had knocked on the door to the First Minister's quarters. Jonas had answered, dressed as if to retire for the evening, Teal'c remembered.
"First Minister Quinn, there is a situation," he had said with just a hint of worry behind his usual stoicism. "Captain Hailey is not in her quarters. I am concerned for her safety." The goauld had been particularly fervent and sly in their attacks at that time; Teal'c wondered if she had been compromised somehow working alone in the lab as he knew she sometimes did.
Jennifer had appeared at the door just then, wearing a garb that, from its size and design, Teal'c knew belonged to Jonas. She had smiled broadly at the big Jaffa; his protective watch over her had always given her a warm, safe feeling and she knew from experience that he epitomized discretion in all matters.
"Thank you for your concern, Teal'c; all is well," she had said to him with a warm smile.
Teal'c had also noticed the look in Jonas' eyes as she had approached the door, and the manner in which he had put his arm around her had not escaped him either. Indeed, all did seem to be well here.
"Then I will bid you both a restful evening, First Minister Quinn, Captain Hailey," he had said, bowing in his customary manner, his smile a shade warmer with the knowledge he had just gained about them. That feelings of this nature could thrive in the midst of galactic warfare eased his warrior's mind a bit.
He remembered the first time he had discovered their secret. He had been disturbed from his Kelno'reem by a dream; highly unusual for a Jaffa. In the dream, she had been killed in a battle. His rational mind reminded him that this was only a memory and that they had actually survived the battle together, but he was uneasy. He dressed quickly and went across the hall to her room. When he did not find her there, his unease grew and he decided that he should alert Jonas that she was not there. He knew her penchant for working late nights and was concerned that something might have happened to her in the lab.
He had knocked on the door to the First Minister's quarters. Jonas had answered, dressed as if to retire for the evening, Teal'c remembered.
"First Minister Quinn, there is a situation," he had said with just a hint of worry behind his usual stoicism. "Captain Hailey is not in her quarters. I am concerned for her safety." The goauld had been particularly fervent and sly in their attacks at that time; Teal'c wondered if she had been compromised somehow working alone in the lab as he knew she sometimes did.
Jennifer had appeared at the door just then, wearing a garb that, from its size and design, Teal'c knew belonged to Jonas. She had smiled broadly at the big Jaffa; his protective watch over her had always given her a warm, safe feeling and she knew from experience that he epitomized discretion in all matters.
"Thank you for your concern, Teal'c; all is well," she had said to him with a warm smile.
Teal'c had also noticed the look in Jonas' eyes as she had approached the door, and the manner in which he had put his arm around her had not escaped him either. Indeed, all did seem to be well here.
"Then I will bid you both a restful evening, First Minister Quinn, Captain Hailey," he had said, bowing in his customary manner, his smile a shade warmer with the knowledge he had just gained about them. That feelings of this nature could thrive in the midst of galactic warfare eased his warrior's mind a bit.