"Jack, does this mean anything to you?"
Jack rolled his eyes as he stirred his fruit loops around in the bowl. "No."
Daniel tried to calm down as he began getting frustrated. "Jack, you gotta help me out here…"
Jack looked up from his bowl of fruit loops and saw Daniel's point of origin patch. He ripped it off.
"Hey! What'd you do that for!"
"At."
"At?"
Jack nodded. "At." He tore Daniel's notebook from his hands and drew a dozen of the constellations onto the pad. At the end of the them, he had Earth's point of origin. "At."
He pointed to another. "Sh."
Daniel's eyes widened. "You're kidding! The names of these places are also their gate addresses?"
Jack nodded as Daniel realized something. "Atlantus. That's only three syllables. I don't think…"
Jack looked sideways at the constellations and began arranging them in order of seven symbols. "There."
"That's where Atlantis is?"
Sam, who had been silent through the whole exchange looked at the address. "That looks familiar. I…I don't think it's Atlantis."
Jack shook his head. "No."
"It's not Atlantis?" Daniel asked. "Then why did you write it down? So that we could know what you were trying to do?"
Jack shook his head again. "No."
He got up from his place at the table and hurried down the corridor. Sam and Daniel looked at one another before Daniel managed to follow at a decent pace with Sam lagging behind.
She arrived breathlessly at the Gate room as the Stargate wormhole engaged. Jack walked down the stairs toward the Gate room.
"Jack!" Sam called, worried about her husband.
He looked up.
"Why? Why are you doing this?"
He shrugged, wordlessly.
She moved to go down with him, but Elizabeth stood in her way as Daniel followed him.
"I have to be there."
"I'm sorry, but Dr. Fraiser made it quite clear that she doesn't want you going through the Stargate until after the baby is born."
Sam gritted her teeth as tears threatened to fall down her cheeks. She returned to the seat normally occupied by Sgt. Walter Harriman, making sure that she was immediately informed of anything happening to SG-1.
--
Within a half an hour, Jack and Daniel returned carrying a yellow glowing power source. "We have to get to Antarctica." Daniel said, walking down the ramp.
Sam took a deep breath. She didn't want them to go anywhere else. She hurried down to the Gate Room. "Jack, are you all right?"
He looked at her, confusion written in his features. Daniel stood over her shoulder. "I don't think he understands you anymore, Sam. This…this is happening so much faster than it did the first time."
Tears stung her eyes. "Jack." She said, placing her hands on his face.
He looked at her with eyes filled with love and tenderness. "Tea'amo."
She bit her lip and looked at him. "Me too, Jack." She cuddled up to his chest, bringing one of his hands down to her distended abdomen. "I love you too."
--
When he was back in Sam's lab, Jack packed each item on her desk as though it was a precious family heirloom. She just sat and watched him, amazed at the change that had engulfed him. He was so…busy. Almost too busy, she realized. The real Jack O'Neill would have had the team work together, but that wasn't an option here, and she realized that she missed the partnership that had always been theirs.
Daniel ran into the lab. "Teal'c and Bra'tac have a ship. They're flying it back as we speak."
Sam nodded, and Jack looked up, kind of a glazed look on his features. He nodded and went back to work. Daniel noticed the melancholy look on Sam's face, and sat next to her. "You okay?"
She turned, a brave smile on her face. "Yeah."
"Are you sure?"
She took a deep breath. "I don't know…I mean, I know what this could mean for the rest of the planet, but then, I think about how this is going to affect us. I mean, unless Thor can help…"
She didn't finish the sentence. Tears were already moistening her eyes, and she realized that if she admitted that she was afraid of losing him to death, she didn't know how she would react.
"It hurts, doesn't it?" He asked, quietly.
She looked over and silently nodded.
"I mean, when Sha're died, I…I knew it was for the best. I didn't know for sure when I would ever be able to free her from that prison, but…when Teal'c killed her…"
She nodded.
"I haven't told any of you this, but…Sha're's really the reason I'm still here."
She looked at him, a soft, questioning look in her eyes, showing that she was interested in his words.
"I mean, I know this isn't all about me here, but…when I was in that beam, she made me live about six months or so. I worked through forgiving Teal'c. Hell, I went to her funeral." He swallowed back the tears that were always at the surface. "And then, when I came back and found her picture on my nightstand, and knew who she was, I was…I was overjoyed."
Sam's breath was sharp as she could feel the pain that Daniel must have felt at realizing that Sha're had been killed.
"Ironically, I ran to Teal'c. He had to tell me all over again that he had killed her to save my life."
Sam sniffled, grabbing the Kleenex box that had lain on the table since this nightmare had begun.
"I guess what I'm trying to say is that…Teal'c and I are here for you. We've been there. Not exactly here, but…"
She nodded, wiping her nose with the tissue crumpled in her hand. "Thanks."
He placed his hand on her arm supportively as he stood up. "Jack?"
Jack looked up.
"Thanks."
The men looked at one another, wordlessly communicating all that needed to be said. Then, Jack nodded in acknowledgement. As Daniel left, he made a swift motion with his head that indicated for Jack to talk to Sam. Somehow, the 'Ancient' Jack understood it because he walked over and sat where Daniel had sat and put his arms around his wife.
Only then, did she let herself release the sobs that had begun giving her a headache.