A/n: well, it's the beginning of spring break, and I'll have a little more time to finish this story. I know how it's ending, but don't know how long it will take, chapter wise. Just a tiny spoiler warning of Stargate: the movie/Cold Lazarus, if you didn't know what happened to make Jack O'Neill go on the suicidal mission through the stargate. There is another minor spoiler about Lantash. Disclaimer: I don't own stargate or anything related…


Blackness consumed Sam. She had awoken groggily awhile later. "What just happened?" And then she noticed that she wasn't at her house anymore. She was at the SGC and General Hammond was there. "General Hammond?"

"May I speak with her alone, general?" Jack asked tentatively.

"Go ahead colonel."

"Sam. You know how you said I couldn't take you with us because you would experience cascade failure? Well, the only way I could take you with us was to alter you genetic makeup slightly enough so that there technically wouldn't be two yous in this reality, which I did."

"You turned me into a vampire?"

"Well, similar to it."

"What I don't get is why you would do this. I mean, I understand it's the part of the natives in you that is struggling to survive, and you need me, but why just me. Why not some civilian?" So many unanswered questions were running through her mind, when suddenly a flash of images filled her head, causing her to space out for a moment.

Jack spoke up, "Genetic memory. It's like getting knowledge downloaded into your brain without the repercussions."

And then another montage of images flashed through her mind; they were the memories and feelings of Jack O'Neill ranging from Charlie's death, to the rush he felt every time he went through the stargate, up to the moment he first met her. She said 'peachy' and it was surprising but nice to have someone share his quirks, and that was it. That was the moment he knew he had to take her, the feeling was so strong, he didn't know where it came from. All those emotions were about to overwhelm her, when Jack's hand brought her back to reality. "Holy Hannah" was all she could say.

Jack laughed. "You think that's a lot? Imagine how I felt after your memories flashed through my head. All I have to say is that you need to get a life, have I ever told you that in your reality?"

Sam nodded.

"Ok." He started in a nicer tone, "And listen to your own advice: do whatever it takes to get the job done, whatever the job is. To tell ya the truth, it kinda hurt my brain too, with all of your astrophysics scientific techno babble." Jack flashed her his goofy, adorable, crooked smile. And Sam laughed for the first time since they've met, and she flashed him her 100-watt smile. Jack, although not showing it, was completely and utterly baffled by her brilliant smile. She never looked happier. After Sam's checkup, Hammond had a briefing scheduled.

Meanwhile, a Major Sam Carter had just walked into the SGC to do her annual gate diagnostics. Siler normally did the routine ones, but Sam would come in on occasion to do an advanced checkup and updated any new program she had created to improve the efficiency of the massive machine. She happened to walk by Hammond's office on her way to the control room, and noticed a blond-haired woman, who looked suspiciously like what she would look like from behind. But having never experienced occurrences such as switching realities and the like, she thought nothing of it. She continued to the control room and did her work diligently; she was there to do one thing, and she'd finish it before concentrating on anything else.

In the briefing room, Jack, Daniel, Major Elliot, and Sam sat down to inform General Hammond of what happened. Sam greeted Major Elliot with joy, but realizing that he had never met her and probably didn't have an encounter with Lantash, merely said hello. Hammond sat down and the briefing began.

"It's good to you back Dr. Jackson, Jack, but we have a problem with who you brought back with you. She's a member of SG-1 in her reality, did that occur to you as a flaw in your plan?"

"Sir, we realize that, and we don't mean to keep for long, just long enough to get Ol' Doc Frasier back and negotiate. I know we don't have that much time because their people are dying, and without a new leader, they don't have the means to…uh…"

"Propagate?" Daniel suggested.

"Right, that."

"Yes, well, it was still a very poor decision on both your parts."

"Well, sir, it wasn't exactly up to us to decide. The part of us that had 'the will to survive' was overpowering our better judgment; 'they' felt that Sam was the perfect person to take. I don't know how to describe it, but…"

"We were drawn to her," Jack finished the sentence absent-mindedly.

Sam blushed at the deeper meaning. Even though she knew in her reality, he felt the same way; it was nice actually hearing it from the person himself, whatever form she could get him in.

In the other reality, Daniel woke up with another headache in Sam's car. "Gah! Oh, the general's not going to be happy to hear this. Both of them." Daniel was referring to Hank and Jack. He's probably going to kill me for not keeping Sam out of danger. He understands the risk every time we go through the gate, but this is totally different. I mean, it happened in her own backyard! You know, for an ex-ascended person, you get into sticky situations far too often. You would've thought you'd learn the classic bad-guy routine: get them when they least expected. Gah!

This was all reeling through his head at a mile per second while driving back to the base. Now, all he had to do was brace himself for Jack's impending wrath. And massive migraines to come.


A/n: well, that's it for chapter 11. I hope you liked it. Please review, I'd like to know how you feel about the plot or where you think it's going or if it's too cheesy. Questions, comments, concerns? They're all welcome. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful spring break/ or with whatever you're doing. :)