A/N:Well this is the end of this very story. It's been a long year and I would like to thank all those who kept reading and reviewing this story, even when it disappeared for weeks or months at a time. I should, theortically, begin posting a new story soon, when I come up with a title. All those who want to help out with that chore, just drop me a line and I'll tell you more about the storyline. Anyway, thanks for the wonderful reviews, the great encouragement, and all that jazz. This final chapter has a slight Grey's Anatomy crossover, and figuring it out shouldn't be hard, but it does pose a question and I'd love to hear what you guys think the answer is.
Disclaimer:I don't own Grey's Anatomy. Please don't sue.
Chapter 35
Epilogue
Maneuvering the wheelchair expertly, Kate joined SG-1 and Janet in the commissary.
As she neared Daniel stood up from the table and went to the chow line, grabbing Kate a sandwich and a cup of coffee.
"Thanks Daniel," Kate grinned at him.
"No problem, I've had to deal with that line in a wheelchair and it's never easy or fun," Daniel replied, sitting down again.
"Still, thanks," with the immense reduction in her stress levels; Kate's easy-going manner had reasserted itself. After all, it only disappeared rarely.
"When does SG-2 get in?" Jack asked, attempting nonchalance.
"What he really means is when does Hank get back from the new Alpha site?" Sam grinned at Kate, catching the slightly younger woman's eye to let her know that she was on her side. Ever since Jack had woken up in the infirmary, he had been giving Hank Griff an extremely hard time. He'd also given his daughter a lot of grief over falling for a Marine.
Glaring playfully at her father, Kate ignored his nonchalant attitude as she sipped her coffee. "He gets back just in time for those reporter or documentary makers or whatever they are, who are coming tomorrow."
"Really? So SG-2 is getting in what at 1300 tomorrow?" Jack tried again.
"1230 tomorrow, but you already knew that," Kate smiled evilly at him, "Besides, I would be nice to me if I were you."
"Why's that Shorty?" Jack challenged.
The others laughed at the look of indignant anger that was on Kate's face.
"Teal'c did you just laugh?" Jack asked, knowing how far he could take angering his surgeon daughter.
"Indeed O'Neill. The look on KateO'Neill's face was quite comical," Teal'c replied somberly, his face giving nothing away.
"Well true….." Jack began, looking at Teal'c incredulously.
"Just accept it, Jack," Daniel said, glancing up from the notes he was reviewing.
"Right. Daniel! What have I said about working during meals?" Jack grabbed the notebook from Daniel and closed it.
"Jack! I didn't know where I was! And I have to brief the team linguists on the variations of Ancient we found on PX-999 in an hour!" Daniel exclaimed trying to grab the notebook back.
"Sir," Sam said in an exasperated tone.
Glancing at her face and deciding that making Sam angry was about as smart as making Janet or Katie angry, and considering their new arrangement, it was even less intelligent, Jack handed the book back to Daniel. Grinning ruefully he asked, "So who wants pie?"
That earned him glares from all three women and he belated recalled something about the camera adding 10 pounds, he knew none of the ladies on base were looking forward to being interviewed, not that he, Daniel, and Teal'c were looking forward to it either.
"So…uh…Katie, how much longer in the chair?" he quickly changed the subject.
"Another week, I shouldn't have tried walking the other day without help," Katie sighed, picking at her sandwich.
"So another week and you'll be cleared for off-world duty," Sam commented, "Don't worry it's not that long."
"I know. I just have a bad feeling something is going to happen," Kate sighed, "At least the tables in the OR are adjustable so I can still do my job while I'm stuck in this chair."
"And whose fault is that?" Jack asked.
"Yours," she replied, sounding extremely serious.
"Mine?" Jack asked.
"Yup. I blame everything on you. Makes life easier," Kate joked, smiling broadly.
"Well its nice to know I'm good for something around here," Jack grinned back at his little Katie. His two worlds had collided, but it wasn't the catastrophe he'd envisioned. In fact, if not for Katie being reassigned to the SC then Sam would probably still be dating Spud-Boy or whatever his name had been. And he knew he probably wouldn't have had the courage to tell Sam, or even talk to General Hammond, if Katie hadn't prompted/ordered him too. And since he definitely enjoyed the results of those talks, he really really enjoyed spending time with Sam without having to have Daniel and or Teal'c around as well, he was willing to admit that Janet and General Hammond had done the right thing by bringing Katie to the SGC on a more permanent basis. Even if other hospitals, having heard that she was back in the States, were now begging the Academy Hospital to loan her out on consults.
Reaching under the table and silently squeezing Sam's hand, Jack returned his mind to the conversation. All they had to do was survive a bunch of reporters and cameras in their faces, but that would be easy, after all only research and basic recon teams were off world.
Giving Sam's hand another quick squeeze, Jack grinned at his still technically homeless daughter. "So Katie-Did-Darling-Dear, how goes the apartment hunt?"
Resisting the urge to smack him for the nickname, Kate instead rolled her eyes, "Found one, I'm signing the paperwork tomorrow."
"Well tomorrow is a brand new day, and a good one to move out of base quarters," Janet smiled lightly, "but right now we have to get back to the infirmary, if we're not there Field tends to get ideas."
"Why don't you just have him reassigned? He really is an ass," Sam asked.
Maneuvering her chair away from the table, Kate shrugged, "True, but he's our ass."
After the two medical doctors had left, SG-1 separated as well. After all, reporters might be coming the next day, but no matter what it was still business as usual at the SGC.
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Back in his office, Jack was attempting to do paperwork. Then he saw it, one of Katie's medical newsletters, the kind that told you who was where and what they were doing and also had some cool medical mystery stories.
Picking it up, he began to flip through it, not really wanting to read Daniel's longwinded report on some rock he'd found. On the third page in, Jack stopped flipping and began to read, alternately gapping at the picture that accompanied the article. He knew that face, that smile, those eyes, the name was different, not even the first name was the same, but he knew that face. It was Katie's mother, and apparently she was at Seattle Grace Hospital.
