Sam got so busy with her work that she only saw Teal'c a few times over the next week, when he and Jack stopped by to make sure she didn't overexert herself. Of course, Jack was there more often, and once in a while, he would bring Daniel with him, but because of Daniel's dreams, he was more often than not, trying to figure out what he was staring at in his own lab.
It was during one of these mandated breaks that she and Jack met Teal'c and Daniel in the commissary. Teal'c's tray, as usual, was filled to overflowing with fruits, vegetables, and other snack-like foods. Daniel, on the other hand, had no tray in front of him, but was lying facedown on the table, trying to get a nap.
"What's wrong with Daniel?" Sam asked, feeling somewhat out of the loop since she had not seen much of Daniel over the last week.
She sat next to the sleeping figure while Jack took the chair opposite her that was seated next to Teal'c. He set down a tray with blue jello, pumpkin pie, a tuna fish sandwich and a salad.
"I do not believe that Daniel Jackson has gotten the required amount of sleep for an adult human for the last week." Teal'c responded.
"What's going on?" Jack asked, clearly unaware of the situation.
"He's been dreaming about Sarah."
Jack lifted his eyebrows in his classic "Ah" expression, mouthing the actual articulation.
Suddenly, the figure that seemed dead to the world spoke, his words muffled by his sleeve. "Did I mention that the tablet's written in Ancient? And in the dream, I can read Ancient?"
Sam reached for the pie and the tuna fish sandwich. "Well, that's not surprising since you can also do that when you're awake."
Jack watched her, interested in her movements since the pie and the sandwich had originally been intended for his own consumption.
Daniel looked up at his friends, primarily seeing Teal'c and Jack, and missing Sam with her lunch. "But the whole thing is so weird. It's like…I'm not even in control."
She scraped the tuna fish off the bread and placed it directly onto the pie in front of her. Jack watched in horrified fascination at the familiar phenomena called pregnancy cravings. She took a bite of the pie, and continued. "What do you mean?"
"As in…the memories aren't real. I mean, I was so wrapped up in my work that I forgot our anniversary, and she stormed off. That's when she broke up with me. The Sarah that is in my dreams is completely different. It's like she's as interested in my work as I am."
By now, Sam's interesting eating habits had caught Teal'c's attention, and he was watching with a similar fascination as Jack. Daniel, who was now distracted by Teal'c and Jack's staring turned to look at Sam's plate.
"Sounds like a normal male fantasy to me." She said, taking another bite of the appalling creation. She looked up to find all of the men at her table staring at her. "I'm sorry. Did you want a bite?" She asked, holding a forkful of the tuna-pumpkin pie toward Jack
"No thanks." Jack said, swallowing down a little bile.
She turned as if to return the offer to the rest of the guys, but Teal'c merely returned his interest to his food and Daniel laid his head back down to his arm.
Suddenly, something caught Jack's eye. "Daniel?"
"Yes, Jack?"
"You got something in your hair."
Daniel raised an eyebrow as he reached up to grab whatever was in his hair. When he was unable to catch the culprit, Sam looked over. "Wait a second…" She said, moving aside the short hairs by his temple.
She touched it gently.
"Ow!"
She looked at Jack and Teal'c for their inspection.
"It appears to be the disfigurement left from a goa'uld memory recall device." Teal'c said in response to her unanswered question.
"Memory Recall Device?"
"Yeah, remember that thing Hathor used on us when she captured us, the thing Apophis used on us when we were prisoners on Netu, the thing…"
"I get the picture." Daniel said, ending the impromptu report of all of the encounters they had had with the device. "So, you're saying that Osiris is sneaking into my house at night and manipulating my memories to help me find the location of the lost city?"
"What?"
"What?"
"When did the Lost City get mentioned?" Jack asked.
Daniel looked around. "I mentioned that was what the tablet was about. Didn't I?"
Sam shook her head. "No, you didn't."
"I didn't?" Daniel asked, clearly mystified.
"Nope."
"Anyway, how, pray tell, would Osiris get into my house unnoticed?"
"Osiris would have access to Asgard beaming technology from when Anubis interfaced Thor's mind with the Goa'uld ship's computer." Teal'c said with a slight bow.
"Right."
"And they probably would have integrated the beaming technology with the wrist device. Since that's one of the devices that we're working on deactivating, we can probably catch her in the act."
"How close are you getting to being ready to test?"
"Actually, we just finished the first preliminary tests earlier this afternoon." She took a bite of her lunch. "I don't know why you guys refused, it's great!"
They just gave smiles that communicated a "we'll take your word for that" type of feeling.
"All right, but you don't know what you're missing."
"So, it should be operational in a few days." Daniel prompted, steering them back to the problem on hand.
"Actually, I'm thinking that we can have a prototype ready by tomorrow night at bed time." She said, glancing in Daniel's general direction.
He nodded, yawning. "You know, national security aside, I'd like to get this thing over with. I can't keep working like this!"
Jack, somewhat wearily stared at the blue jello. He had eaten the salad without complaint, but…blue jello? Well, that was where no man had gone before. Well, actually, it wasn't that bad…he just preferred the red jello.
"Are you going to eat that?" She asked, motioning to the jello.
"No." He said, handing it over, knowing that she adored blue jello. It would also give him the needed excuse to go and get himself another plate of food that he had chosen. His stomach thanked him for the thought.
"Great." She said, reaching for it. "It's just missing something…"
With that, she placed a few squares of the blue jello on the tuna fish covered pumpkin pie. She took a bite and sat back for analysis.
Jack very nearly ran to the next restroom to throw up what little lunch he had consumed. What was his wife feeding their baby? He wasn't sure he would ever be hungry- in the next millennia.
"Perfect." She said, contently.