Sha're can tell that there is something going on with Sam. "You've got one of those embarrassing sexual questions, don't you?"
Sam has had a couple of those ever since she and Jack got intimate. "I know you had a baby after me, but you still know more about sex then me. I just… how long do you wait after? I mean… It's still all sore. But…"
"You're worried about him turning to Janet," Sha're says bluntly, knowing about their unusual situation in the house.
"It crossed my mind."
"If he's going to turn to Janet, then what's the point of preventing him?" Sha're asks.
"Right, because having a lot of sister wives worked out great for you," Sam snears.
"Honey, if a guy is going to cheat on you, you can't stop him. If he's going to cheat, it won't matter if you screw him three times a day, he's still going to do it. Honey, you wait until you're healed."
Sam blushes.
"And for the record, I don't think Jack is going to cheat on you."
"It wouldn't be cheating; he's married to another women," Sam points out.
Sha're nods.
"Janet is beautiful, and good. Really good," Sam continues.
"Sam, you're all of that, and more," Sh'are says softly.
"Well, you're better than you sister wives too," Sam points out.
"Jack is no Daniel, Sam," Sha're mutters.
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Sam used to believe that women couldn't do anything about marriage. She doesn't believe that anymore, and Sha're is miserable.
"Jack, have you ever talked to Daniel about his wives?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm not Danny's father."
"Sha're is miserable."
"So is Daniel."
"So we need to do something about it."
"Sam, if I get him to sell those women, they have to leave their kids behind. They lose half of their parents, and Daniel does not love those kids like their mothers do."
Sam's silent, "I just wish we could do something."
"You just want to fix the world, Sam," Jack scolds.
"Thanks for keeping our family simple," she says quietly.
He smiles at her, "So you finally believe that nothing is going to happen with Janet?"
"I'm justified in this belief, right?" Sam asks nervously.
"Totally," he assures her.
Two Months Later
"I have a plan to end the Goa'uld," Sam announces at dinner one night. Charlie starts to clap his hands, which is more a coincidence than anything else. The two adults stare at her, open-mouthed.
"You have a plan to end the Goa'uld?" Jack repeats.
"Ah… maybe I overstated it a bit," Sam hedges, "Janet gave me some samples of the naquadah, and, ah… I found a chemical that causes selective rapid expansion in cells with exposure to that chemical."
Janet gasps.
"And that means?" Jack asks.
"She found a gas that will kill all Goa'uld and Jaffa without damaging anyone else," Janet explains.
"Well, I can't actually be sure about that. I've only been working with animal tissue soaked in naquadah. We're quite a ways away from human trials."
"I'll arrange a meeting with Ba'al and give you that human trial," Jacks says.
"No, it's nowhere near ready, and you can't be the one to test it!"
"Why not? Jack asks. "I do stuff like this all the time, it's just that you usually don't get to hear about it. Besides, how are you going to do full-scale testing without actually doing it on a Goa'uld?"
"I don't know, I'd like to do some testing on rats or something first," Sam protests.
"Usually I would agree with you, Sam, but in this case, I don't see how that would work. There is just no way to infect a rat with a symbiote. We're going to have to start with full-scale testing," Janet says.
"Is it ready?" Jack asks, looking at his wife.
She could lie, and say that it isn't ready, but she knows that isn't going to work. He'd find it out before too long. Besides, she sees Janet's logic, and knows that this thing needs to be tested. She just doesn't want Jack to be the one that is testing it, and there is one sure fire way to make sure that doesn't happen.
"It is ready, but the dispersant mechanism is very complicated. I'm not sure that anyone but me can operate it," Sam says.
Janet gives her a glance that clearly shows she has figured out that Sam is full of crap, but Jack appears to be buying it, "Well, you're just going to have to brief my team."
"It's more complicated than that."
"We have scientists."
"I'm not sure that that would help, Jack, this is really something that I am going to have to do myself."
"You don't have the training you need."
"Well, there is no rush. We've waited a few thousand years to end the Goa'uld, I suppose we can wait a couple of weeks while I get trained into the resistance."
He scoffs at her.
"What?" she asks nervously.
"A couple of weeks? You think that it takes a couple of weeks to get trained into the resistance?"
"Well, the training you're required to take before your first mission is only a month long," Janet defends her sister-wife.
"Well, this not a job for someone who is trained to go on their first mission. This mission is going to require the sort of training that can only be acquired over the course of a lifetime," Jack demands.
"Ah, the sort of thing someone who is a leader in the resistance, and who specializes in the most secret of secret missions might have," Janet says knowingly.
Jack shoots Janet a glare. Sam is disappointed to discover that Janet knows things about her husband that she doesn't. Maybe getting trained into the resistance would be a good thing for more than one reason.
"The point is, both of you think that you are the only one who could possibly do the mission. So maybe you should do the mission together."
Sam looks down, and suddenly she feels very selfish, "Janet, if we both die, I would be honored if you take care of our kids..."
"But we would much rather they had three parents… or at least two… then only one," Jack finishes.
"I don't want Jack and I to both risk our lives at the same time, ever," Sam finishes. "I want our kids to grow up in a world where they will be free. Jack, I don't want to sell Cassie. I don't want our sons to buy their wives. I don't want our kids to have their houses raided by the Goa'uld whenever the Goa'uld feel like it. And I certainly don't want to have my kids shipped off to some other country or some other planet where we won't even know where that is."
Jack looks at her, "I want that, too, Sam, I just really don't know that it is possible."
"It has to be, Jack. It has to be."