Here you go! Here is the final chapter! See, I told you it would all work out! (I wrote this at 3 am so if there are any mistakes, I apologize. Also, hasn't been beta'd) None of it's mine and I have no money so don't sue. Thanks for reading!

Daniel got up and reached for the phone. I am not alone. He dialed quickly, the numbers coming automatically to his fingers.

"Sorry to wake you Sam, but it's important."

The harsh ring of a telephone woke Sam up. She felt tears on her face, and there was a weight on her heart that she couldn't identify. Still half asleep she picked up the phone.

"Daniel? What time is it?"

"Sorry to wake you Sam, but it's important."

Sam glanced at the digital clock by her bed. "Daniel it's 2:30 am. I-" She stopped as the meaning of the tears and emotional pain became clear. "Oh my God." She couldn't remember specifics, only that in a recent dream Daniel had died and it was somehow tied to a 2 am phone call.

"Sam, Sam what is it. What's the matter?" She could hear his concern in his voice.

"It's nothing." Sam took a deep breath. Whatever happened, it was just a dream. It wasn't real. "Why are you calling?"

"Uhh…" He paused, and for a moment the line was silent. "I…I really need to talk to you Sam."

Sam felt a shiver go down her back as she heard those words. "I really need to talk to you." She proceeded cautiously, afraid of what she couldn't fully remember. "Daniel, it's the middle of the night. But you might as well tell me now."

"Would you mind….that is, I know it's late…or early…but I really…I really don't want to be alone right now." Daniel's voice was hesitant, and it got quieter at the end of his sentence, so that Sam almost had to strain to hear the last words.

What she heard scared her more than any jaffa army or super soldier could. It sounded almost like Daniel was…suicidal. And Daniel wasn't that kind of a person! The only time he'd even considered suicide was when he was under the influence of alien technology. This was not like him.

"Daniel, I'll be right over, okay? Don't…..don't go anywhere." Sam replied. She made Daniel promise that he wouldn't do anything until she got there, and then hung up the phone.

Daniel hung up the phone, bemused by Sam's reaction. They'd known each other for 9 years, and had been in almost every desperate situation imaginable. And yet, he could have sworn he heard fear in her voice just before she hung up. Sam wasn't afraid of anything. Unlike you. The little voice piped up once again. This time, Daniel refused to let it get to him. He wasn't alone. He had the best friend anyone could ask for. Who'd come over in the middle of the night just to talk. I am afraid of things. But I work through it, and I don't let it paralyze me. I am afraid of things. But I work through it, and I don't let it paralyze me. The voice tried a different angle of attack. Are you sure Sam is coming? After all, she might have just been saying those things to make you leave her alone. "No. I trust her." She'll probably just leave. Like Janet, like Sha're. "They didn't leave! They didn't have a choice!" Janet had a choice. She chose to go back through the Stargate, to her universe. Leaving you.

Daniel got up and paced around his apartment, arguing with the pessimistic voice in the back of his mind. Finally he sank down on the couch and put his head in his hands. The little voice was always there, but tonight it was louder and more persistent than usual.

Finally, just when Daniel was beginning to doubt whether or not Sam was actually coming, there was a knock at his door.

"Sam!" He opened the door with a look of relief on his face.

"Daniel, are you okay?" Sam stepped into his apartment and hugged him tightly.

He hugged her in return, and shut the door. "I am now." He said under his breath.

"Sam, I don't know how to say thank you for coming." He led her into the living room and they sat on the couch.

"Daniel, please, I'm glad I can help. Really." She smiled at him.

They sat and talked about everything that had happened at the SGC, and Daniel got very quiet when Sam mentioned Janet.

Sam noticed the look on his face, and gently reached out to place a hand on his shoulder. "Daniel, I…" She shrugged miserably. "I miss her too." Feeling tears well up in her eyes; Sam looked down, and brushed them away with her free hand.

Daniel looked at her, saw the tears, and instinctively pulled her close for a long, comforting hug.

They sat like that for several minutes, each with their own particular sorrows and thoughts. Daniel opened his eyes after awhile, and through the tears and blurry vision, realized the VCR clock read 3:59. He didn't want to let go of Sam, or the comfort she provided, but they did have to go to work tomorrow…well, later today.

"Sam, we should probably get some sleep."

"Yes." Sam gently pulled back, and looked at the man who knew her almost as well as she knew herself. "Show me where the bed is." She said with a small smile.

Daniel got up and led her to the bedroom. "Here you go. I'll take the couch."

"No." Sam caught Daniel's arm as he headed towards the living room. "We can both sleep in the bed." She saw his look of confusion and disbelief. "I'm not talking about sex, Daniel." She looked into his crystal blue eyes and took his hand in hers. "I just don't want to be alone, either." She finished softly.

Daniel climbed into bed after her, and wrapped his arms around her. "Thank you, Sam."

She leaned back against him, and sighed, remembering a different scenario she had experienced earlier this same night. "I should be thanking you. Before you called I had a…very disturbing dream." She twisted around suddenly and looked him in the eye. "Promise me you won't die again."

He looked at her quizzically, but didn't question the odd request. "Sam, I promise you I have no intention of leaving this plane of existence any time soon. I fully intend to remain alive for as long as possible."

"I knew that. I just needed to hear it from you." Sam murmured. "Thank you. Thank you for being you."

Daniel smiled bemusedly into her hair. "You're welcome."