Double-Dealing

A/N: This is the end! Thank you to all the readers out there! This was my first fic that was longer than five chapters and didn't just involve humor… so thanks for sticking it out with me. After reading this story again, I can definitely see that I need to improve on a lot of things. However, it has been a great learning experience. So, without further ado, I give you the conclusion of this story.

Disclaimer: SG-1 is not mine… blah blah blah… you know the rest!

Chapter Thirteen: Double Back

SG-1 was back in their normal gear again. Jack was cheerfully rubbing his smooth chin, happy that he didn't have to deal with the beard. Sam reveled in how light her head felt after wearing the wig for such a long time. She also didn't mind not having to wear the corset anymore. Teal'c had nothing to complain about really. He had been content throughout the whole ordeal. Daniel was glad that he was back in clothes that allowed for some breathing room. He got scared when he started to become comfortable in tights.

Before they began their trek to the Stargate, or what Balibob referred to as the "Grey Ring", the royals came to see them off.

"Thank you for risking your lives for us," King Ful'ardi said as he stroked his beard, "You will not go without reward!"

"Oh, I hope not," Jack replied.

"Of course not! We will give you what you call 'naquadah'."

"Excellent," Jack said.

"Excellent," King Ful'ardi repeated, "I like that…"

"We'll send some people over in the next couple of days or so," Carter said.

"Oh, you won't be coming?" Queen Kukinis asked as she fanned herself.

"No, I think I'll leave it up to the experts this time."

"What a shame dear! You and I are the only ones I trust with my dresses!"

Sam smiled, "Why, thank you, your highness."

Balibob approached them.

"Colonel O'neill and Major Carter, I don't know what to say," he said as he dabbed his eyes with his feathers.

"Don't say anything Bob," Jack said.

"I will write this in my journal! You are welcome anytime!"

"Thank you for saving our lives," Sam said as she gave him a quick hug, "We will never forget you."

"I couldn't if I tried," Jack said, "But, you did save our lives and that makes you a good man. Keep doing what you do best."

"I will sir!" Balibob said as he gave Jack another big hug before releasing him and walking away.

King Zaffaloft and Queen Stoweek approached them.

"Our kingdoms will still be allied, though not through wedlock. Thank you for being a gracious host to us," King Zaffaloft said.

"Hey now, we aren't the real King and Queen remember?" Jack told him.

"Yes, I do remember. When I found out the true identities of the King and Queen, I was relieved for a moment when the wedding was called off," he said with a grin.

Daniel laughed at the situation but stopped when a hand touched his shoulder. He turned and saw that it was Lyra with Altair by her side.

"Hey there!" he greeted them.

"Daniel… that is your true name?" she asked.

Daniel nodded, "I'm sorry I had to lie to you."

"My family understands…"

"You are very understanding people you know that?" Daniel said jokingly.

Lyra smiled, "My parents have agreed to let me marry Altair."

"Congratulations!"

"Yes, Prince Nar took the news pretty well. He says that he could not marry another because he was devoted to someone else," Altair said.

"Probably himself," Daniel muttered.

"I am glad he is happy though," Lyra said and paused for a moment, "I hope you find love again Daniel."

Daniel smiled at her, "Someday."

SG-1 waved everyone goodbye and headed toward the gate. As Daniel walked down the hill, he suddenly felt light-headed. He staggered as he got on level ground.

"Daniel, are you okay?" he heard Sam ask.

He felt someone grab his arm, helping him to steady himself. It was most likely Teal'c.

"Danny, you don't look so good," Jack commented.

"I… don't… feel so good," Daniel remembered saying as he looked up at the clear blue sky that faded to black…

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Daniel opened his eyes slowly. He was staring at the familiar ceiling of SGC's infirmary. He sat up and was surprised that it didn't hurt.

"Hello?" he said, not expecting an answer.

"Morning, sunshine," came Jack's voice.

He was leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets.

"Hey Jack… uh… what happened? Was I dreaming?" he asked as he looked around for his glasses.

"You blacked out. Janet said it was due to some sorta stress."

Daniel finally got has glasses on and stared at his hands on the white blanket. He almost wished he was dreaming.

"At least you got to miss the debriefing," Jack said, "We had a hell of a time trying to explain the whole thing."

Daniel sat in silence. Jack frowned as he stepped closer to him.

"Are you going to be okay Daniel?" Jack asked.

He continued to stare at his hands and then lifted his head.

"I will be," he said more to himself than to Jack.

Jack nodded and started to walk towards the door. He stopped and reluctantly said, "They invited us to their wedding. It'll be in two weeks."

Jack took a deep breath before saying, "General Hammond needs to know who'll be going."

Daniel blinked for a moment and gave Jack a small smile, "I'll think about it."

Jack smiled back, "Good, think about it… and don't worry about those tights. I heard Prince Nar's got some reserves for you when you come back."

Daniel slid back under his blanket.

"Sure, just as long as you don the beard again, dad."

As Jack exited the room, Daniel was certain that he heard him mutter something about being too young to have a son so arrogant, irreverent, and naïve or something along those lines. Grinning to himself, Daniel began to recollect what had happened over the past few days and decided that having a double wasn't so bad… just as long as he didn't have to be the double.

THE END

A/N: So, how was it? I kept rewriting the ending but it just didn't jive right. This was the only ending that was close to the feeling I wanted. Hope it was adequate for y'all. Alrighty, thanks again for reading! Constructive criticism is definitely welcome. I know I need it. Thanks in advance!