DANIEL
God, Jack looks so sad. Teal'c and I have to literally drag Sam away from him. I really can't blame her; I felt the same way when I had to leave Sha're. Sometimes it sucks that they are in the military. I know that they love each other but they can't so anything about it. Maybe when we get him out of their things will be different.
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I am so exhausted, both emotionally and physically, that I can't stand it. I know soon Teal'c will be by to make me eat and rest. He has taken over Jack's mother hen role, and he takes it very seriously. I don't tell him but I am grateful because I know he is right. We will be no help to Jack if we make ourselves sick by working to much.
And Sam...Sam drives herself many mores times than I do. I had to tell Elizabeth...Dr. Weir to have access to the base restricted sometimes when we force her to go home or she will sneak back. I've heard several stories about her threatening the SF's. With Janet gone and the fact that we have no idea where her father is the loss of Jack is more than she can stand.
Elizabeth has been a tremendous help. She is almost as smart as Sam. We have been working on translating the language of the Ancients together. I really admire her and sometimes I find myself thinking...I know she's about twenty years older but Jack is fifteen years older than Sam, right?
Listen to me; my best friend is a Popsicle and I thinking about women. I can almost hear Jack laughing, he say something like, "Go for it, Danny, life's to short." Damn, I miss him. SG-1 was more a team, a single unit, than any other team and it was all because of Jack. He was our heart, our soul. Is, damn it, I will not speak of him in the past tense. He's sleeping not dead.
I wonder if this is how he felt when I had ascended? I'll have to ask him. He really should have let me take the down load. Arrogant son of a bitch, always the one to make the sacrifice. If it kills me again I will help him.
Elizabeth and I are working on translations and tracking down every Atlantis legend or rumor that ever existed. Sam is working with satellite imaginary and geologists. The geologists are trying to work backwards and picture Earth as it existed thirty million years. I can't help but to think that a lot of what they are doing is guess work. I really don't know a thing about geology but I imagine that there are so many variables that throwing darts at a globe would be just as useful.
I think that Sam's work with the satellites will be of more help. I had her explain what they were doing last week and she showed me pictures with thermal images and spectral analysis, I felt like Jack, it just gave me a headache.
I think that Sam will be the one to find Atlantis. I haven't told her thought; she works to hard as it is. If she thought that she was the one to solve the puzzle she would never leave the base.
I overheard Teal'c earlier trying to get her to take a break. He's pretty smart, the argument that finally convinced her was, "O'Neill would not be pleased to see you so tired and to see that you have lost so much weight." Sam had nothing to say to that because she knew he was right. She probably cursed him in her mind but allowed him to lead her out of her lab.
The last couple of days I have had this feeling of anticipation, like something is going to happen and soon. I haven't said anything to anyone because maybe it's just wishful thinking and I don't want to get anyone's hopes up. I hope I'm right because I don't think I can take this for much longer.
God, Jack looks so sad. Teal'c and I have to literally drag Sam away from him. I really can't blame her; I felt the same way when I had to leave Sha're. Sometimes it sucks that they are in the military. I know that they love each other but they can't so anything about it. Maybe when we get him out of their things will be different.
~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~
I am so exhausted, both emotionally and physically, that I can't stand it. I know soon Teal'c will be by to make me eat and rest. He has taken over Jack's mother hen role, and he takes it very seriously. I don't tell him but I am grateful because I know he is right. We will be no help to Jack if we make ourselves sick by working to much.
And Sam...Sam drives herself many mores times than I do. I had to tell Elizabeth...Dr. Weir to have access to the base restricted sometimes when we force her to go home or she will sneak back. I've heard several stories about her threatening the SF's. With Janet gone and the fact that we have no idea where her father is the loss of Jack is more than she can stand.
Elizabeth has been a tremendous help. She is almost as smart as Sam. We have been working on translating the language of the Ancients together. I really admire her and sometimes I find myself thinking...I know she's about twenty years older but Jack is fifteen years older than Sam, right?
Listen to me; my best friend is a Popsicle and I thinking about women. I can almost hear Jack laughing, he say something like, "Go for it, Danny, life's to short." Damn, I miss him. SG-1 was more a team, a single unit, than any other team and it was all because of Jack. He was our heart, our soul. Is, damn it, I will not speak of him in the past tense. He's sleeping not dead.
I wonder if this is how he felt when I had ascended? I'll have to ask him. He really should have let me take the down load. Arrogant son of a bitch, always the one to make the sacrifice. If it kills me again I will help him.
Elizabeth and I are working on translations and tracking down every Atlantis legend or rumor that ever existed. Sam is working with satellite imaginary and geologists. The geologists are trying to work backwards and picture Earth as it existed thirty million years. I can't help but to think that a lot of what they are doing is guess work. I really don't know a thing about geology but I imagine that there are so many variables that throwing darts at a globe would be just as useful.
I think that Sam's work with the satellites will be of more help. I had her explain what they were doing last week and she showed me pictures with thermal images and spectral analysis, I felt like Jack, it just gave me a headache.
I think that Sam will be the one to find Atlantis. I haven't told her thought; she works to hard as it is. If she thought that she was the one to solve the puzzle she would never leave the base.
I overheard Teal'c earlier trying to get her to take a break. He's pretty smart, the argument that finally convinced her was, "O'Neill would not be pleased to see you so tired and to see that you have lost so much weight." Sam had nothing to say to that because she knew he was right. She probably cursed him in her mind but allowed him to lead her out of her lab.
The last couple of days I have had this feeling of anticipation, like something is going to happen and soon. I haven't said anything to anyone because maybe it's just wishful thinking and I don't want to get anyone's hopes up. I hope I'm right because I don't think I can take this for much longer.