Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate SG-1 or any of its characters (unfortunately sigh). I'm just a person who likes to write so the owners have no reason to sue me.

A/N: Here's the next chatper! Would you believe me I wrote this in two hours, nonstop? I had to fight my younger sibling for the computer too. Not a pretty sight. It will definately be nice once I move out. Anywho, just a little chat between Janet and Sam about all the things that she's missed. Hope you guys like this chapter as much as chapter four! Again, thanks for all of the support. I'm trying to get these chapters out as quickly as my little fingers can type. Well, read and enjoy!

Sam lay there, taking in all of the information that Janet had given her. Janet had tried to keep the details of her "demise" to a minimum. I think I'll leave that to the guys to tell her, she thought. She told her of her how the whole SGC had taken her loss pretty bad. How SG-1 tried to carry on without her but how Jack never really recovered from her loss. How he eventually retired to be a full time dad and take care of Katy.

Sam had finally come to accept that she was home and that it wasn't a trick. The story that Janet had told hit her full blast, leaving her speechless. "Five years..." she whispered.

"Yeap. Five years. What's the last thing that you remember?"

She blinked her eyes a few times and rubbed her temple. "It was a mission on a supposedly uninhabited planet. For once, I can't remember the name of it," she said with a nervous laugh. "Daniel and I were exploring some old ruins when the floor collapsed underneath me. I was injured; just a few broken ribs and a knock to the head. Teal'c had to carry me back to the gate. I remember he was very careful not to jar me around to much. The colonel--"

"Jack. You can call him Jack. You're married now."

Sam glared at her friend. "Yeah, well, I don't exactly remember that. I don't remember him asking me to marry him; I don't remember the day we even decided to pursue a relationship. I don't even remember having a daughter, Janet!"

Janet cringed at her friend's words. "I'm sorry, Sam. I know this is going to be tough on you but you have to start to accept the facts. You've missed a lot in just the last five years. It's bad enough that you can't remember a few years before that. You can't let this bring you down. You're home, safe, and among family and friends again, instead of the fake fantasies that the Goa'uld placed you in. So be happy for what you have now. You know how you feel about Jack. Hell, we all knew how you felt about Jack even before you realized it yourself! Just trust your instincts and you'll do fine. Okay?"

Tears started to flow from Sam's eyes again. She slowly nodded as her friend stood up and gave her a support hug. "I want to remember, Jan. I don't like being in the dark," she sobbed quietly.

"Don't worry. We'll all be here to help you out."

The blonde nodded again and wiped the tears away. "Well, what else have I missed?"

"Oh man have you missed a lot!"

Sam laughed. "Thanks for the reminder, Janet."

She smiled sheepishly. "Sorry. Well, where to start? Cassandra is engaged."

"Really?! When is the wedding?"

"A few months from now, some time in October. She wanted an autumn wedding. She likes all of the colors. Let's see, what else has happened?" Her friend smiled as she should Sam her left hand. A wedding band adorned her left ring finger.

"Janet!" Sam beamed. "Who's the lucky fellow?"

"Well, let's just say I have my own blue-eyed doctor to go home to..."

"Daniel?!" Sam did not think that her friends grin could get any bigger.

"Yeap. Three years in a couple of weeks."

"That's great! Congratulations!"

The two friends hugged briefly. Sam couldn't believe it. In just five years, she had missed out on so much. Her sergeant daughter was engaged, Janet and Daniel had finally tied the knot, and her daughter... She still couldn't believe it, a daughter. Her daughter. Her daughter she could not remember.

"Sam? You okay?"

She looked up suddenly to find Janet was looking at her with concern. "Sorry," she mumbled as she wiped a few tears away from her eyes. "I was just thinking of all of the things that I missed."

"Oh Sam," Janet soothed. "It's okay. You were there in spirit. Hell, I even put a picture of you out so that I could have a maid of honor."

Sam smiled. "Thanks Janet. I appreciate it, but I was thinking of someone else."

"Katy," she stated with a nod.

"Yeah...tell me about her?"

Janet moved her chair closer to her friend's side and sat down. "She is a beautiful child, Sam. She has your blonde hair and fair skin. Your winning personality, along with some of Jack's wit and sarcasm."

"Jack..." It felt weird to say his name. Guess it's just going to take a while to get used to calling him that. She smiled at the thought, but her mind went back to her daughter. "What else? I want to know all about her."

"Well, she has his eyes and, unfortunately, his love for fishing. She's very much like Jack in many ways. Her mannerism, her facial expressions. I thought my jaw went threw the floor when I heard her scream 'For crying out loud' for the first time," Janet chuckled.

A small smile appeared on Sam's face. "So, I have a mini Jack on my hands?" Yeap, name still weird to say.

"I guess you can say that. That's what happens when you leave a grown man alone with a child for too long."

Sam laughed. "I guess so. Hopefully she'll like me."

Janet sat and grinned with her friend when and idea struck her. "Hang on! I'll be right back!"

She jumped up from her station on the side of Sam's bed and ran to her office. "I know I have it in here," she muttered to herself. My purse? No, not in there. The doctor tore through her office until she found the object of her search. "Gotcha!" she exclaimed as she hurried back to her friend.

She came back into the room to find that Sam was examining some of the scars on her body. "Hey there! Thought you might want to look at this instead."

Sam's blue eyes landed on the picture that Janet had in her hand. "Is that..." She couldn't even finish her sentence.

"Here." Janet handed the picture to the tongue tied blonde.

"My God, is this her? She's beautiful!" Sam traced her fingers over the picture. It was her daughter, Katy! My own flesh and blood. Her hair was down, about shoulder length. She was outside, some where with lots of trees. The colonel's cabin? Her face was a little mud streaked, but she thought that it gave her character. "Wow, you weren't kidding when you said that she had some of the colonel's facial expressions."

"Jack," she reminded.

"I meant Jack. Her eyes, they're just like his. The same, mischievous sparkle." She went back to gazing at the picture.

"She has your smile though," Janet added.

"Yeah. Janet?"

"Hm?"

Sam handed the picture back to her. "Where is he? Jack?" Okay, getting a little more normal to say.

Her friend shook her head. "I have no idea. You gave him a pretty big scare. Probably went to go work it off or sleep it off, don't know which."

"Oh yeah..." she said with a sigh.

"Don't worry though! I'm sure he'll be back later on. Probably going to give you some time to get used to the idea of you two being married."

"Yeah, I have an idea that is going to take a long while. I just remember him as my CO."

Janet smiled as she stood up. "Well, I'm afraid your going to be in for some big shockers then. If things get to weird, you can always come and stay with me and Danny, okay?"

Sam nodded. "Okay. I'll try to work it out with the colonel--I mean Jack--on my own though. I'm afraid that if I run away from the weirdness that I'll never get used to it," she said with a yawn.

"I suppose. Well, I think it's bed time for you. You need your rest."
She nodded again as she nestled deeper underneath the covers. "Hey Jan?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for, well, explaining things to me. I don't think I would have believed it from anyone else. And for the picture..." Her eye lids were feeling extremely heavy now. "It was really nice to see her..."

Janet smiled. "You're welcome. Now, get some sleep. Don't make me make me have to sedate you," she teased.

"I know you will anyways," she muttered as she closed her eyes.

Damn, she's good, Janet thought with a grin. Can't remember the last eight years but can remember that little bit of information. "Get some sleep, Sam."

The blonde was already unconscious by the time she finished her sentence. Janet went over to the counter, grabbed a needle, and stuck the needle into her friends IV drip and let the sedative loose. "Sweet dreams, Sam."

A/N: I might go back later on and rewrite this one. Seems lacking in detail to me but that's just me Anywho, hope you all enjoyed. Might get the next chapter out this weekend yet but if not, expect at least another week or two before it comes out. Until next time!