Today was Saturday and he was on a mission. Jack had meekly told the general he wasn't going to be here today and Hammond had accepted it and given Jack leave.

Now he rode in his truck, brooding about the meeting. He was actually going to meet Sara for the first time since… he didn't want to think about that right now. Apparently, his double had told her some nice things, now he wanted to do the same. He sighed again. The park they were going to meet at was the one they'd gone to the first time they had been together. That bought back memories, good and bad.

Jack turned into the park entrance, got out of the truck, and sat on a park bench, head in hands.

"Jack?" a soft voice said. He looked up to find his beautiful Sara there.

"Oh Sara." He got up and hugged her. "How are you?" Sara looked taken back, that was different.

"Okay, you?"

"Not so good actually."

"Sit down Jack." They sat close to each other, each basking in each other's love.

"Sara… I'm sorry for all I've done." She stared at him.

"Jack, it wasn't your fault. We should have talked to each other rather than clam up. I made a mistake and so did you."

"But Sara, it was my gun. The one I have on me right now!" he declared. He'd never told anyone that. Not Kawalski, not Carter, not even Hammond. No one knew. Sara's shoulders dropped in amazement. Keeping that gun took courage and inner strength. "I keep it as a reminder to keep kids safe and not to hurt the innocent." Jack stiffened a little.

"Jack, why torture yourself? Why not keep it locked up or scrap it?" Jack stared straight ahead. Sara knew that keeping that gun was perhaps doing good for him, yet she couldn't help but think…

"Sara, I need it. In happier times, I think of Charlie. It keeps me from acting irrationally most of the time." He paused uncertainly."Actually, I try not to think about him."

"You don't?"

"No, I'd go insane if I did."

Sara looked at him and he looked at her. They loved each other, but were separated by the pain and memories of it all. Brown eyes looked into the others soul. Sara had told the other Jack that she wasn't angry at him. He told her that he had walked out on her because Jack thought she was angry at him. He'd been right at least.

"Jack, did you walk out on me because you thought I was angry at you?" she had to know if the double had told the truth. He didn't answer for a minute then turned to her again.

"Yes, I did."

"You know I needed you then Jack."

"I know, I should have opened up a little. I blamed myself for it these past two years." Jack looked down at his hands again.

"I know you did, but you didn't let me through. We could have lived a little easier if we helped each other." Sara realized she was repeating herself form the encounter with the other Jack. Tears framed the corner of her eyes.

"Sara, I know I made the mistake… but… I can't believe it."

"I know Jack, I know." They embraced and rocked each other. His ex-wife cried for his sake and for Charlie.

"It's okay Sara… its okay."