"This is your idea of 'arrangements'?" Major Carter was looking around at her surroundings. She was in the sun-lit front room of a beautiful house, secluded on the side of a hill.

"When you said arrangements... that usually means 'Cheap hotel'" O'Neill said loudly, not looking at Mac.

"This is a safe house for Phoenix employees. It's close enough to the 'Gate for you to get back for a quick getaway, if need be, but far enough away, and secluded, so you won't ever run into...um... yourselves."

"I have no such problem." Teal'c said.

"Yeah, and I'm...well, it's not important where I am..." O'Neill said, looking uncomfortable. Carter gave her CO a glance, and Daniel carefully avoided aggravating the subject.

"I s'pose I should leave you all to settle in?"

"Thank you." Carter turned to Mac with a smile. "If—when we get home, we'll make sure to repay the favor."

Mac gave a nod, and left

"Uh, Jack?" Daniel had wandered off somewhere to the second floor.

"Daniel?"

"There are only two bedrooms up here..."

"So?"

"There... aren't any down there."

"Ah..." O'Neill looked around at his team.

"I do not require a bed, ColonelO'Neill." Teal'c said with a nod.

"Great! T, you take the couch, Danny, Carter, upstairs."

"Sir?" Carter looked at him for a moment, apparently wrestling with whether or not she really wanted to hear the answer to the question she was about to ask.

"What about you?"

But O'Neill simply replied with a smile.

"Sir?"

"Forget about it, Carter."

"But sir..."

"I said forget about it, Major."

She fell silent.

"Anyone know what time it is?" O'Neill snapped, suddenly agitated. It wasn't everyday he practically got an invitation from Carter for something like that... But even if it was 1987... There were still rules. Besides, he rationalized, it wasn't even an invitation. She was just wondering where I'd sleep. She most likely would have grinned and told me to go share a room with Dannyboy over there...

"7:30" Daniel brought O'Neill out of his reverie.

"That late?" O'Neill asked, shocked.

"...In the morning. Jack, are you feeling alright?" Daniel cocked his head to one side, the way he always did when trying to figure out something particularly difficult.

"...Yeah... of course."

"I think we've all had a difficult morning." Maj. Carter chuckled nervously. "Why don't we go get some breakfast, then I can try to figure out how to get us back home."

"...Sounds good, Carter..." O'Neill was now staring absently out the window.

As the four headed out for breakfast, they were silent, each looking awkwardly as his or her feet, O'Neill lost in yet some other torturous memory, Daniel and Sam unable to devise a way to cheer him, and Teal'c warily scanning the tree- lined horizon. Yet not even Teal'c saw the figure in the shadows at the edge of the woods, eyes positively glowing with delight.