SG-1, SG-2, and Martouf emerged through the event horizon of Earth's gate and walked down the ramp. General Hammond was standing at the base of the ramp. "Welcome Back SG-1 and SG-2."

Jack said, "Thank You, Sir."

Colonel Sharp nodded.

General Hammond looked around. "Where is the copy?"

I said, "He's dead, Sir."

Everyone looked at me because I answered too quickly.

Jack said, "Yeah…"

General Hammond said, "Report to the infirmary. We'll debrief as soon as you're finish."

Jack said, "Yes, Sir." Jack led the way out of the gate room. General Hammond walked off to his office.

On our way out if the gate room, I pulled Martouf over to talk to him. "Will Dr. Frasier detect the symbiote?"

Martouf said, "Hopefully not. She may just perform a standard check up."

I was scared. I thought to myself, "What will happen if she does find Lantash in me? Will I be locked up? Asked questions? Experimented on? Sent back to the Vorash to get Lantash removed?" I panicked and ran off to my lab. I peeked out into the hallway to see if anyone had followed me. I went back into my lab and closed the door. I had brought back some souvenirs from Nirrti. I hid a goa'uld hand device and a healing device in one of my desk drawers and locked it. I walked around the lab thinking about what I should do next. I looked at my bloody bandages. They were too bloody so I had to remove them. I didn't think this much blood could come from a stab wound and a bullet hole in the arm. About 5 minutes later, the phone rang. The ringing startled me. I picked the receiver up and sat it on the desk. I didn't answer it.

Ten minutes later, someone knocked on the door. The knock startled me just like the ringing did. Jack walked in. "Leslie? You in here?"

I just looked at him.

Jack looked at me and then down at my shoulder. "Um…you need to get that checked out. Dr. Frasier is waiting for you in the infirmary. We tried calling you but…the phone seems to have fallen off the hook." Jack pointed at the receiver on the desk.

I looked at the phone and back at Jack. I said nothing.

Jack looked back at me. "What?"

"Nothing…"

"Ok?" Jack slowly inched to the door.

"Colonel O'Neill…"

Jack, with his eyes still on me, said, "Yes?"

"Sir, if I was any different…would you still be my friend?"

"I'll always be your friend Leslie. Why?"

"I was just wondering." I smiled slightly

Jack smiled. "Hurry up and let Doc Frasier check you out and look at that arm of yours. We're all waiting for you in the briefing room."

"Yes Sir." I then ran off to the infirmary.