A/N: thank you for the reviews. I am not a doctor, and no harm meant toward the profession for any errors..

Billy walked into the cabin to see his heart, handing his likeness a beer. Inhaling deeply, he made his way over toward the two men who were now seated.

"Got one for me?" he asked . . . Sighing noticeably at the surprise expression on Jack's face.

"Sure." Jack made a move to pop up from the seat when he was stopped by Daniel's voice.

"Here you go. I really don't think I should be drinking anyway."

Billy grabbed the cold brew from Daniel's hand, nodding his thanks.

Taking a sip, Billy watched with concern as Jack demolished the bottle in what seemed like mere seconds. He continued to watch as he threw the bottle in the garbage and took yet another one from the fridge.

The only sound in the silence was that of the cap popping off of the beer bottle.

Should he leave?

Should he stay?

Jack asked him to stay, but this silence was just too. Uncomfortable. If he wasn't here, they two men could talk things over and . . . and . . .

Then get together. Or . . . It was useless. Jack had stated that he was going through a rough time and when they got together, Billy decided to take whatever the man would give him. Even a broken heart. He never put thought into Doctor Daniel Jackson: The owner of Jack O'Neill's heart: surfacing.

His thoughts ran through his head like a broken record. Why? Why is he here now! Why? Things were starting to go forward with their relationship. Billy really thought Jack was going to ask him to move into the cabin with him.

It was never directly said, but he insinuated it several times. He felt like this place was his home. There was no where in this place to find that they hadn't made love. This was his home . . . It should be his and Jack's home.

He knew he was insecure, and it showed. But how was he supposed to feel?

"Now that the breakdown's over. Talk, Daniel."

Billy was pulled out of his thoughts by Jack's voice. Cold, distant. This was the voice of the Jack O'Neill when Billy had first met him.

It took time to break through the barriers, but in the end it was worth it.

"Jack?" Billy said trying to calm his lover.

The look he got in response made his gasp. He would not interfere. This was for them, he would just sit back and wait.

There was nothing else, but he could do.

Daniel looked at Jack, and then to Billy.

"J.. Jack, I cannot speak with . . . he pointed to Billy, "in the room."

"I'm not telling my lover to leave my cabin, Daniel!" Jack yelled.

Daniel and Billy both flinched by the tone of his voice. It was so . . .

Vicious

Hard.

"I. I'm not asking him to go. The program. You know we are unable to tell of the secrets of the last . . . "

"Cut the crap, For crying out loud! He knows I have secrets. We all do. So if you don't mind stop wasting our time and tell us the rated G version."

"I'm sorry. I. I'm really am."

Jack just impatiently starting tapping his foot on the floor.

"I was confused about us, Jack. I always loved you, but you never showed any sort of interest in me. I assumed that you and Sam would get together when you retired and Cameron came into my life when I was really lonely. You barely spoke to me any longer so how was I to know. I was lonely, and he made me smile. Cameron, he made me feel so loved. Then you tell me you love me and how was I supposed to act? I'm sorry I hurt you, but really after all Cameron did for me I couldn't hurt him like that. You disappeared, and we went to PX. On a mission and got caught. They did stuff to me, and Cam. Cameron. Then. Then. I watched as they. They killed him. I guess you can say I didn't take it very well." He started nervously pulling at his hair, only to be stopped by Jack's hand pulling his down. A shy smile, and he continued on. "When we were rescued, I guess I was out of it for a bit."

An eerie laugh erupted from Daniel's throat that sent shivers down the other two men's back.

"In actually, I was more then out of it. Post traumatic stress disorder, psychosis. Basically: I took a break from reality. I will never be the way I. I was. This stammer will always be a part of me. But I'm working on getting better." Daniel looked at the two men who watched him in stunned silence.

Jack looked to Billy, then back to Daniel.

"I'm glad you're better, Daniel. But, why are you here?" He asked.

A smile adorned Daniel's face. "That's easy. I came hereto correct my error!"

a/n: daniel's not all there is he?