A/N: Last Chapter! Woo Hoo! Thanks everybody for reading!

Jonas Quinn strode down the halls of Stargate Command reveling in the return of his normal good health. While he was still a good twenty pounds underweight, his recovery from the attempts on his life had been quick.

He had been bewildered by the ferocity of Lt. Ortiz' attack as he had come to think of her as a friend. Equally hard to take was the idea that the government of Kelowna was actively seeking his death. While he had no doubt that returning to his home would result in a trial and probable execution, he was disconcerted by the thought that they would attempt to reach him on Earth.

He put Kelowna out of his mind as he reached the security ready room. Taking a deep breath, he entered. He stopped in his tracks as several heads swiveled to pin him with stares. Determined not to be intimidated by the blank stares, he smiled to hide his nervousness. "Um, hello. Is Sergeant Jenkins available?"

The Lieutenant he addressed raised his eyebrows speculatively then called over his shoulder. "Jenkins! Front and center!"

From the ranks of lockers at the back of the room, a voice called out, "Coming, sir!"

The woman he remembered from that night in the infirmary stepped out, looking a lot smaller and less fierce than Jonas remembered. Her eyes widened at the sight of the Kelownan standing there. Jonas felt suddenly nervous. "Sergeant, I was hoping I could have a word with you. Um, in private?"

Jenkins gazed at him with that Special Forces bland blank look that Jonas had found disconcerting from his first days at Stargate Command. After a moment, the woman asked the Lieutenant, "By your leave, sir?"

The lieutenant waved her away. "Ten minutes, Sergeant."

"Yes, sir." The sergeant marched out of the room, Jonas following meekly in her wake. Jenkins moved down the corridor to a small alcove then turned to Jonas, coming to stand at parade rest. "What can I do for you, sir?"

Jonas licked his lips nervously. He had no idea what this fierce warrior was thinking. He reached into the bag he was carrying, pulling out the golden box. "Um, I just uh, wanted to thank you for saving my life."

Without really looking at what he held, Jenkins began, "Sir, you don't have to thank me, I was just doing my j… Oh my God, is that Godiva?"

Worried that he had made a mistake, he said in a rush, "Yes. I was told that candy was an appropriate way to thank somebody. If I misunderstood, I'm sorry, I don't mean any offense…"

"My God, I didn't know they made boxes this big! Geez, Mr. Quinn, you didn't need to do that!"

Jonas blinked. The smile totally transformed the sergeant's face. She looked a lot more approachable, and with a small grin of relief, he asked, "So it's okay?"

The woman's head snapped up. "Hell yeah! I'll take chocolate any way I can get it! Let's open it and have a piece now."

Jonas grinned ruefully. "Actually, I've kind of sworn off chocolate."

Jenkins cringed slightly before nodding. "Okay. Hey, thank you. You really didn't have to do this, you know."

"You saved my life. It's the least I could do."

Jenkins shook her head. "That's not the way I heard it. I heard that shot she gave you didn't work."

"Well, not the way she expected it to," Jonas said with a small wistful sigh. Truth be told, he had really liked the feeling the potassium boost had given him, and had tried unsuccessfully to convince Dr. Frasier to give him more. "But we both know once she realized I wasn't dead, she would have done something else."

The sergeant nodded, accepting the simple truth of the statement. "Okay, I guess that's true. I'm glad you're okay, Mr. Quinn."

Touched, Jonas smiled. "Jonas. Please, my name is Jonas."

The Sergeant held out her hand. "You can call me Tanny."

"Okay, Tanny. I've got to get to a briefing and I suppose you'll want to go share that candy with your friends…"

The woman snorted, "This box ain't near big enough to share with those insensitive clods. No, I'll be keeping this all to myself."

Jonas laughed. "All right. Good. I'll see you around, okay?"

"Okay, Jonas. And thanks!"

"No, thank you!" Jonas turned with a wave and headed for the briefing. He grinned as he walked. As hard as the last few months had been, he finally was getting a sense of acceptance. It was good to feel as if he had a home. Now… if he could just get someone to take him to the zoo…

The End