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Our reality.

Jack stared at his slice of pumpkin pie, oblivious to the world. He had come with his team to the commissary but had found himself not hungry... an unusual thing for him. He was thinking about the briefing with SG-15 when Daniel asked him, "So, what do you think?"

Jack started and looked at the archeologist. "Huh?

"What do you think?" He repeated, swallowing his mouthful of food.

He shrugged. "I think we should start a hockey team."

"You... what?"

"Hockey. You know… ice, stick, puck..."

"I know what hockey is, Jack."

"Really?"

Sam smiled and nibbled at her burrito. Teal'c joined the conversation and soon all the men were talking about hockey- Teal'c was knowledgeable of the game thanks to Jack- while Sam watched them.

She gave a little sigh and looked down. They hadn't been able to find the mirror after a second look. SG-2 had remarked that the mirror appeared to have been moved through the Stargate.

She wasn't getting back to her reality anytime soon.

"Carter? You okay?"

She looked up and saw the genuine concern on her friend's face. "Yeah… yeah, I'm good."

They smiled at her. "Good." Jack said simply. "Teal'c wants to watch Star Wars… you up for it? My house, tonight?"

"Yeah!"

"Good. 7:00."

"I'll be there, sir."

He nodded and stood up. "Now, I get to go listen to SG-15 prat on about rocks," He rubbed his hands. "Anyone want to join me?"

After several moments of silence, Jack shrugged and left the room, whistling 'Row, Row, Row your boat...'.

Alt. reality.

"Sir!"

Colonel O'Neill smiled rakishly. "Aww, come on Carter... just a bit of water!"

She stared at him. "A bit?"

Her CO eyed her. "You're... beyond damp."

"Ya think!"

"Insubordinatio-"

Carter laughed, cutting him off. "Oh, sir... I think you're forgetting that we are the same rank..."

With a quick jerk, the hose flew out of Jack's hand. She smiled sweetly. "And... nothing can happen if I do... THIS!"

"CARTER!" He yelled as he was blasted with the icy cold water.

"Run, Sam!" Daniel yelled. "Run!"

And she did, her commanding officer right behind her. Teal'c watched, amused as they ran around the yard.

With a victory yell, Jack tackled her. She instantly rolled out from under him and darted over to Teal'c.

"Help me!" She begged.

"I cannot. It would not be honorable."

She sighed, dodged around Teal'c, and raced for the house.

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"CARTER!" Jack complained. "Where's my towel?"

Carter hurried down the hallway, toweling off her hair. Her CO was standing in the doorway, still very wet. She laughed and tossed him a towel. "Your stuff is still in the den, sir."

Jack dried off the wettest parts of him then took the few steps down the hall to the room. "I assume it's just like yours?" He said, referring to the arrangement of the house.

She stilled. "God, I forgot this wasn't my house..."

"Carter, as of now, I am officially declaring this your house," Jack interrupted. "I know for a fact that 'Carter' wouldn't care."

She was quiet for a moment. "Okay, then." She grinned at him. "I'm... going to go change. See you later, sir."

He smiled at the habitual 'sir'. "Okay."

He turned around to see Teal'c standing in the doorway, giving him a piercing look. "What?" He muttered.

"Perhaps I should have not removed Colonel Carter from yourself yesterday."

"What?"

"When are you going to face your feelings, O'Neill?"

"She's not even my Carter!"

"She is now, O'Neill. The Quantum Mirror is gone... there is no way home from here."

"Teal'c-"

"O'Neill-"

What the Jaffa might have said was unknown as Daniel entered the house, bearing with him with a very sour look on his normally smiling face, Pete Shanahan.

Our reality.

Sam turned on her lab light and looked around. General O'Neill had given her permission to use 'her' lab after Daniel pointed out it was idiotic to set up another lab for her.

"Home sweet home," She muttered.

"They say the first sign of madness is talking to yourself."

She smiled. "Sir."

"Yah, it's me."

"Can I help you with something?" She asked.

"No, just making sure you were settling in okay."

"I'm fine."

"Of course you are."

"Didn't we already have this conversation?"

"Probably. Daniel was giving me the guilt trip about how it must feel to be stuck in an alternate reality where everything was different, yada, yada... I more came here to escape him."

A smile crept across her face again. "Dear ol' Daniel." She looked at her watch. "Is it really 1500?"

He checked his own watch. "Yep."

"Wow. Seems like I just got up an hour ago, but so much has happened."

He laughed. "I bet."

"So... who are the Tok'ra? And how come my dad's one? How come I'm supposed to be one?"

Jack sighed. "Long story."

"I have all afternoon, sir."

"Where to start..."

"The beginning."

"Right."

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Jack smiled at the Major. "A lot to take in?" he asked, sympathetically.

Sam nodded slowly. "I mean… I was a host?" she shuddered slightly. "That's… weird."

"Ya think?"

She ignored him. "How did… I… handle it?"

"You…" Jack hesitated. "I mean, the thing gave its life for you. You were shook up pretty bad, or, I should say Carter was shook up about it. But… you got over it."

"That was a pretty callous thing to say," Sam muttered.

Jack raised an eyebrow. "Major?"

She looked up. "Sorry, sir."

The two stared at each other for a moment before identical grins broke across their faces.

"We still on for Star Wars tonight, sir?"

"Yeah."

"I'll be there…. 1900?"

"Sounds good."

"Good bye, sir."

Jack watched her leave. "Bye, Sam." He whispered.

Alt. Reality.

Jack's first thought when he saw the cop was to produce a zatnikitel and shoot him, telling everyone he had thought he had seen his eyes glow.

A second thought made him realize he'd probably get into massive trouble and Carter probably wouldn't be too happy with him.

Plan B… what was Plan B?

"Colonel O'Neill!" Pete greeted. "I uh… didn't know you were here."

He was obviously not pleased about it.

"So… what are you doing here?" He asked.

Jack looked at him. "I could ask you the same question."

"Well, I mean… we are…" He trailed off and gave him a meaningful look.

The Air Force officer briefly remembered his '2IC's' response to his invitation… and her definite lack of glee and had to suppress a smile.

Pete moved away towards the kitchen. Jack was looking after him when Carter popped her head out of the den. "Sorry it took so long, sir, are you ready to go?"

"Where are we going?" Daniel asked.

She shrugged. "I thought we'd get out of the house… that is, if it's okay with everyone."

"What's up, Carter?" Jack asked. "You're smirking… spill the beans."

"I thought… you'd like to go ice skating," She said slowly. "You know… as a team thing."

A chorus of 'No's!' greeted her. "Bowling?"

"Teal'c made a hole in the building," Jack reminded her.

"And we're banned from just about every bar in town," Daniel remarked.

Teal'c perked up. "I have heard of a place where humans do battle in a ring of Jell-O."

"Something not illegal." Carter said quickly. She didn't want to watch her CO staring at bikini-clad women…. Did Colorado Springs even have a Jell-O ring?"

"Movie?" Jack suggested.

"Yeah," Daniel agreed. "There's… something in theatres, I'm sure."

"Indeed."

"Sounds good."

Carter spun around at the sound of the last voice. "Pete!"

De da…

Sorry, silly place to end but it was getting too long.

Thanks to Sara Loughlin for beta'ing!

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