A/N: And here is the second, smaller, instalment of something that was originally going to be a one off piece unless there was specific interest. You guys are the best! Thanks so much for your responses, advice and encouragement, you really made my week. (Yes, I have a sad life) I'd made a few corrections to part one thanks to your help hugs you all

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Title: The Things You Write When You're Dying Season: After Season 7 Spoilers: Lost City, Divide and Conquer Pairings: S/J Summary: Daniel translates documents Jack wrote whilst under the influence of the Knowledge of the Ancients, but not all of them are what he expects. Daniel's POV. This chapter: Daniel decides what to do with the letter

Disclaimer: I don't own stargate or the characters or anything you recognise from the show. I really wish I owned the entire DVD collection though. And an X-302.

You may remember last chapter saw Daniel translating a rather emotional letter from Jack to Sam, and Sam had just walked in, and now the continuation...

Part 2

I pressed the monitor button and the screen went blank.

"No Sam, nothing yet."

She looked at the floor for a moment, and feigning interest she asked, "What did the first few pages say?"

I flicked through them again now.

"It's mostly just a brief history of the Ancients and our planet, useful in other contexts, but its not going to help Jack."

"Oh," She said. "I guess I'll get back to the lab, if you find anything..."

"I'll call."

I wished Janet were alive. I wished it a lot to tell the truth, and this was just another situation where I knew that I would have been able to count on her discretion and expert advice. But I knew that Sam would be missing her even more now.

Let's review the facts, I thought to myself.

I have a letter for Sam This letter is written by Jack This letter was supposed to be read after Jack's death Jack is not dead I have the letter still

That didn't really help me. Earlier I had used the excuse of there not actually being that much hope for Jack to continue to translate the letter, but that didn't count now. I hadn't actually thought about the impact of the content of the letter, and how it might affect Sam if she saw this and Jack turned out to be Ok.

Once again I felt that all my training, my knowledge, my experience, were proving to be just a tad useless.

But Janet was dead. Where else was I going to locate a discrete, clued-up, straight talking person who would sort this all out for the best?

When Teal'c walked in, I mentally slapped myself and smiled.

Thank you Janet, I thought.

"And your dilemma is whether to allow Major Carter to see this letter or not?" Teal'c asked before I could even finish.

"Yes."

"This is the type of situation where Dr. Fraser's expertise is sorely missed," He commented.

"Yes," I agreed.

"However, I think both she and I would agree on the same answer to this predicament."

"And what would that answer be?" I asked excitedly.

Teal'c raised an eyebrow, probably surprised I had not figured out this obvious truth for myself.

"Allow Major Carter to decide."

It was inspired. It was the perfect solution. I thanked Teal'c, who left, and called Sam. I was going to have to lie a little, but Teal'c had agreed that was for the best.

She hurried in, and I hated telling her she was not here because I had found away to save him.

"Why did you call me down the?" She asked, with just the tiniest bite of impatience.

I carefully picked up the 3 pages.

"This document is different from the others," I began, treading carefully.

"How?" Sam asked abruptly, yup, defiantly not feeling patient.

"It appears to be something Jack wrote himself, but its come out in Ancient," I said, pausing again.

I looked at her and I think, like me, she knew what it is before being told. But she still asked, "What is it exactly?"

"I can't tell you exactly," I said, beginning the lying part. "But from the first paragraph it appears to be a letter."

Pause

"To?" she asked

"You"

"Oh"

"But," Her head snapped up when I continued talking. "It also appears to be meant to be read after Jack died."

"Oh," she said again. "He's not dead."

"I know."

Ok, here it comes.

"Sam, if you want, I'll finish translating this all and give it to you. Just say the word."

She was still for along time, her face running through at least 12 emotions. Then finally: -

"I'll get back to you."

A/N: Now remember to review people! Next chapter planned at the moment will guest star a Sam POV.