Long after they were gone, and Jack had disdained the stretcher and limped out supported by Sam, back to the SGC, and a happier life, the wall started to move. It rearranged, and reformed, until Fifth stepped out. He turned to the corner, where the shadow was.
"Well?" Fifth asked.
"Sir, are you ok?" the clone asked, but her intonation was harsh.
"Again." Fifth insisted.
"Sir, are you ok?" she asked, with more emotion.
"Again."
"Sir, are you ok?" she said again, and this time as she did, her clothes reformed on her body, until now, instead of the plain black replicator suit, she wore green BDU's.
"Perfect." Fifth said. "That was all you needed, to see her in action. My memories weren't enough, but I knew if I bought him here, she'd follow." His voice was thick with hatred. "Now, are you ready."
"I am ready." Said the replicated Colonel Carter.
THE END