When awakening without the burden of the Ancient knowledge Jack made light of the situation. There were flares of feelings that he didn't quite understand: seething anger, heart wrenching lose, friendship, respect, protectiveness and so many more swirling in his gut. He needed control; mostly he needed to channel the anger for the right time, for the kill. With the weapon fabricated, O'Neill, Teal'c and Daniel beamed down to the planets surface. They went to save the galaxy; they went to avenge their friend.
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Sam was terrified by Fifth's anger. She was not the one who decided to abandon him and here he was free of the time dilation device and angry and powerful enough to wreck havoc on the galaxy. Before when he shared his mind with her there was no pain, now it was unbearable. So very painful she was willing to cast blame on others for his being left behind.
Then everything changed, it was like she had awakened from a bad dream and here she was in the country with Pete. It was incomprehensible. Well, yes, she and Pete had mused about a life that was completely different but she didn't need to experience it to reject it soundly. No, it was Fifth playing with her mind, taunting her with another betrayal, her selection of Pete. And finally Fifth was taunting her with SG-1's betrayal of her. They would see her dead just to destroy Fifth and his minions. But this Sam saw through. She knew they cared for her and knew her, sharing her values. No she would rather death than the living hell of life with Fifth; she would rather death than the dominance of the replicators over the galaxy.
Then everything change yet again. She lay sprawled on the forest floor with voices yelling her name.
"Major Carter."
"Sam, Sam."
"Carter."
Her only thought was 'He's alive. They saved him, and he has come to save me.' And as the warmth of his hand on her thigh drove all other thoughts from her mind save him, they were engulfed in a beam of brilliant light.
