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Daniel had been holding a sobbing Sam for nearly an hour. She'd only mumbled a few words, trying to tell Daniel what was wrong. From what he could piece together, Daniel figured out that it was the year anniversary since Jack went MIA. And Daniel hated himself for forgetting. If he'd have remembered he wouldn't have gone out on the date. He remembered the night of Sam and Jack's second wedding anniversary a month ago. He'd had Janet, Cassie, and Teal'c over as a distraction. Sam had thanked him that night as they went to bed. She didn't know it, but Daniel had gotten up periodically throughout the night to make she was ok. She'd slept the night through, except, of course, when the babies woke her up.

Feeling lousy, Daniel just held her and let her get it all out. They all held hope for Jack, but most everyone was certain that he hadn't survived. When Sam's sobs finally began to calm down Daniel shifted and looked at her. "I'm sorry." He said quietly. He sat next to her on the couch and she laid her head on his shoulder, relaxing into his embrace.

"I just miss him so much Daniel." Sam said, her voice weak. She closed her eyes and let Daniel rock her gently. It wasn't long before she was asleep.

Not wanting to wake her, Daniel let her sleep on his shoulder. He stayed awake for an hour, his mind bringing up images of Jack. He could see Jack in both of the twin's. He'd even started calling Jonathan "Little Colonel", as the boy had begun to be so stubborn. It seemed as if he and J.D. had switched personalities, as Jonathan never wanted to be held anymore and J.D. couldn't seem to get enough of it. Daniel's head eventually fell on top of Sam's as he eyes forced themselves closed.

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Jack's eyes popped open as he realized his arms and legs were bound together. His mouth was covered, but he was able to look around. He was not in his room at the hospital, but instead in what appeared to be a cell. The room was dark and rancid, causing Jack to fight to free himself. The rope just seemed to get tighter as Jack pulled at it.

The door to the room opened, flooding the room with light. Jack squinted against the light, trying to place the man who had just walked in. He came up to Jack and bent down to his face. He had on a disgusting smile. Jack knew who he was in an instant.

"I see that you recognize me without my makeup." The man said. "That's right, Jack, I speak your language."

Jack pulled his arms and legs trying to get free, but to no avail. His bindings were tight and would not give. Jack glared at the man.

The man smiled again, standing straight up. "Dr. Ralk has just informed me that you have regained your memory. Good for you Jack." He frowned down at Jack as Jenki came into the room carrying a tray. "You've been out for a day Jack. We've lost so much time waiting for you to remember. We don't have much more time." He grabbed a needle from Jenki's tray and held it up in the light for Jack to see it. It was filled with a yellow liquid that Jack knew couldn't be good. "Let me introduce myself before we get started. I'm Dr. Fyger, or, as you've called me before, Blue."

A/N: Yes….I am evil, you can say it!