It has come to my attention that this has not been updated in a very long while.

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ARGH. I AM SO SLACK. Anyway, I know it's horrifically short, and most probably boring, but hopefully I will actually have time soon to write a proper chapter. (

Sam wandered around the base feeling depressed. She had given up trying to think of a logical explanation and had taken to finding out how quickly she could get to places without using any of the doors. She had even managed to get lost for the first time in years. But soon the excitement of being about to walk through walls had worn off and she was starting to feel lonely again. What if there was no way to reverse what ever it was that had happened? What if she was stuck like this for ever? She was depressed that she started to sink through the floor. The room below her turned out to be the infirmary. Hearing a familiar voice from inside Janet's office, she wandered over to listen.

"What's your honest opinion on the situation?" Daniel was asking, his face set in a frown. Janet was sitting at her desk reading through files. She looked up and sighed.

"I don't know. You and Teal'c are very convincing."

"So you think Jack is…"

"Hallucinating? I'm not sure. The problem is, he's very convincing too."

"Janet, I saw Sam die. I saw it. Jack wasn't even there."

"How did he react afterwards?"

"Badly. He uh, he wouldn't believe it. He wanted to go back and see her body but there wasn't time."

"And then?"

"Then he started talking to her, as if she was still there."

There was a silence.

"I wonder how I died," Sam said curiously.

"Daniel, how did Sam die?" Janet asked, evidently thinking the same thing.

"She was blown apart," Daniel replied softly, "by a grenade"

"Ouch," Sam commented.

Janet winced.

"Well, now we just need to sort out which bits of your story actually happened and which bits didn't."

"Memory altering devices?" Daniel asked dubiously.

"It's not like you haven't come in contact with them before," Janet replied, "if Jack isn't mentally unstable then it's highly likely that at least one of you has had your memories altered."

"So…uh…we need to determine Jack's sanity…or lack thereof," Daniel said, evidently unsure of whether such a thing was possible.

"I asked McKenzie to come in and evaluate him."

"Jack is not going to appreciate that," Sam said, amused.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Daniel asked, raising an eyebrow, "because I really, really don't think that Jack would appreciate that."

Both of them stared at Janet imploringly. She sighed.

"It's for his own good, you know."