"These are our VIP quarters. You're staying here," Daniel told Nephthys.
As he was leaving, she called out, "You lost someone close, didn't you?"
He hesitated, then said, "My wife. That was years ago."
"But you still miss her."
"Yes."
"I can allow you to see her again."
He turned to face her. "How?"
"I just need to see her picture."
"How is it possible?"
"I am not sure. I have always had this ability. Perhaps it is the host. Who knows. Do you wish to see her again?"
"Well, of course, but-"
"Then bring me a picture of her."
"No, see, I'm not sure if this a good idea. Seeing her again may be more painful than just remembering her smile and laugh. You know what I mean?"
"Perhaps."
"On the other hand, I would love to speak with her and hold her one last time."
"I see. Let me know when you are ready, Daniel."
He nodded and left her alone. In his room, he looked at Sha're's picture, trying to decide what to do. He would love to be with her again. But he knew that when it was time to leave her, the pain would return full force. Then he suddenly got a thought. He ran to speak to Nephthys.
He knocked. "Come."
"Can you bring people back to life?" he asked her, out of breath.
"I'm afraid not. I assure you that if I could, would without hesitation."
"Ok. Good night."