Doctor Andrew Carmichael was called to an emergency in Janet's isolation room. 'This is it,' he thought to himself as he ran down the corridor, still cursing his inability to help Dr. Fraiser.

What he found when he burst into Janet's room, was not what he was expecting. Dr. Carmichael did a double take when he saw Janet's condition. Not 15 minutes ago she was on her deathbed, and now she looked as healthy as he had ever seen her.

"Dr. Carmichael!" the urgent sound of Daniel's voice dragged his mind back to reality. Lying unconscious on the floor was Morrigan's former host.

"What happened?" Andrew asked as he kneeled to the floor and quickly checked the woman's vital signs.

"I don't know. She cured Janet, and then all of the sudden she collapsed."

"She's got a faint pulse." Dr. Carmichael said to the medical team that had just arrived in the doorway. "Get her back to the infirmary and get her stabilized!" Knowing there wasn't a moment to lose, the medical team quickly lifted Elizabeth's body onto a gurney, and wheeled her down the hallway.

In a daze Daniel walked back over to Janet and grabbed her hand once again, the recent events replaying in his mind. One minute she was fine and the next… The feel of warm metal caught his attention. Looking down at her hand he noted that Janet was still wearing the claddagh ring.

Her voice rang in his ears. "This is the very least that I can do." Elizabeth had said…

Daniel gasped as understanding hit him like a ton of bricks.

She had known all along that this would happen.

A dense fog had somehow enveloped her mind, though surprisingly she felt no pain. She fought her way to the surface, pushing past the haziness that still swarmed around her. A familiar noise seemed to be getting louder, though she was having trouble placing what it was. She concentrated on the sound until the mist had finally cleared itself from her mind.

A small moan escaped her lips as her eyes fluttered open for a split second. Painful light invaded her sensitive eyes and her eyelids snapped shut in response.

"Janet?" A familiar voice whispered from somewhere nearby. Opening her eyes more slowly this time, she looked towards the voice she had heard. Her vision slowly cleared, until she saw that the person standing next to her was Daniel.

She smiled weakly at him, though she couldn't for the life of her remember how she had ended up here.

"Hey." He said, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "How are you feeling?"

"What…what happened?" Janet said, her voice sounding a bit shaky.

"It's a long story." Daniel said, bending down to place a gentle kiss on her forehead. "You've been through a lot the past three days."

Confusion filled her eyes. "I don't…remember."

"It's okay. I'll explain everything to you later. Right now you just need to rest."

"Tell me what happened." Janet insisted.

Daniel couldn't help but smile at her words; she was as stubborn as ever. "We were on P3X-290. You, Sam, and several others got very sick."

"Sam?"

"Don't worry, I just checked on her and she's okay. And so are the others."

Janet nodded, but Daniel could tell that the need for sleep was about to overpower her. "You need to rest. I'll tell you everything later, okay?"

She nodded again, her mind already starting to drift. "Daniel?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry I yelled at you…" She murmured as she fell asleep.

Seeing that Janet was resting peacefully, Daniel decided to go find Dr. Carmichael. Elizabeth had been wheeled away more than an hour ago, and he still didn't know how she was doing.

Gently closing the door behind him, Daniel weaved his way through the corridor and into the infirmary. He found Elizabeth lying in the bed closest to the door, looking much older than she had before.

"How is she?" Daniel asked a nurse who was passing by.

"Stable, but her body is aging rapidly. Just like…"

"Apophis' host." Daniel finished with a nod. "Is she conscious?"

"In and out."

"Thank you." He said, letting the nurse go back to her duties.

Daniel buried his hands in his pockets and approached the bed slowly, unsure of what to do.

He had just turned to leave when a voice called him back. "Daniel?"

He wheeled back around and gave her a small smile. "I didn't want to bother you."

"You aren't."

"I just came by to see how you were doing…and to say, I really appreciate what you did for Janet."

"It was the least I could do."

"I don't just mean curing her. I mean sacrificing yourself to cure her."

Before continuing, Daniel walked over and sat in the chair that was next to her bed. "Your ring protected you, it kept you from dying after Morrigan was gone. But to cure Janet you took the ring off and put it on her."

Elizabeth sighed. "Yes, there was no other way. Complete healing is only given to the wearer of the ring. Healing by touch alone can only be done if the damage isn't that severe."

"Can it help you now?"

Elizabeth gave him a small smile. "I've already been saved."

Daniel nodded and stared at the floor.

"I wonder if you could do me a favor though?"

"Anything."

"May I talk with the descendents of my brother?"

"Yes, of course."

"And is it possible that…"

"What?"

"When it is my time…would you be kind enough to return me to Roanoke?"

Daniel smiled sadly and nodded, "I promise."