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Jack woke instantly at the heartbreaking mewing coming from Roslyn. She was deep into a nightmare, her face contorted in anguish. Jack knew those nightmares from personal experience and his heart went out to her. He gently stroked her shoulder and talked to her in a calm, soothing voice hoping to bring her out of it.

It took a few minute as he didn't want to startle her, but finally her eyes opened. "Jack?"

"Hi."

She blinked at him, still trying to shake the nightmare. She sat up and shook her head. "Sorry I woke you."

He gave her a warm little grin with a sideways nod. What could he say? Should he tell her that he had been dreaming about ways to kill Ustalus and was up to about three hundred painfully messy ways?

"Wanna talk about it?" he offered.

"Not a lot to talk about, Jack. My subconscious was just stuck on replay."

"Wanna talk about anything else then?"

"Can't sleep?"

"Not really." That was a lie, but he wanted to get her mind on to happier thoughts, knowing that if she went back to sleep right now that the nightmare would return in force.

She resettled herself so that she was facing him and leaned her shoulder up against the rock wall. "Pick a topic any topic."

With a troublemaking glint in his eye he asked, "What was Daniel like as a teenager?"

She chuckled, "When I first met him, he was this tall, skinny kid carrying around a knapsack full of books that weighed more than he did."

Jack smiled, "Why doesn't that surprise me."

She filled Jack in on their early college years about how hard it was for them both to fit in. She gave Jack plenty of material to tease Daniel about when they got home. He also picked up on something else as she reminisced that she never actually came out and said. Roslyn had been in love with Daniel. He flashed back to his conversation with Danny about them and realized that either Daniel never returned any feelings other than friendship for her or he had been completely oblivious to her true feelings.

"I think I can sleep now without the nightmare coming back. You are so transparent, Jack."

"D'oh. You got me. Get some sleep."

She lay back down and tried to get comfortable, "Jack?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

"Anytime."

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The next day they were again hauled in front of Ustalus. He gripped Roslyn's chin cruelly and sneered. "Are you ready to tell me what you are doing on this planet?"

To her credit Roslyn's voice did not waver, "I am an anthropologist here to study the culture and people of this world."

"You lie. I can see the deceit in your eyes." He released her chin abruptly and Roslyn barely had time to grab a breath when the pain stick descended. She didn't even try to not scream this time.

Jack fought against his bindings to no avail. All he could do was watch. And it was killing him inside. He was tempted to tell Ustalus some version of the truth just to get them to stop. But he didn't. If Roslyn could bear it without breaking, so could he. If he broke down and caved in, then everything she had endured would have been for nothing. He did note that her giant was again missing in action. He wondered if that was significant.

Later when she again woke up with her head cushioned on Jack she didn't speak right way. She sipped water but wouldn't look Jack in the eye and her hands shook. Jack had made sure she was covered again with his shirt but it was cool in the cave once the sun went down and he knew that she was going to end up in shock sooner or later, her body only able to take so much.

He saw her closing in on herself and shutting down emotionally. It was inevitable. Roslyn propped herself up against the rock wall and stared off at some random point on the floor. She was trying to compartmentalize the events of the past two days but wasn't successful. When that didn't work she tried to think of happier things in her life and work. Thinking of Calvorn and Oshra brought her both pleasure and pain. But she took strength from the memory of the Tok'ra and the feeling of his kiss.

She thought of Daniel and how worried he must be, not just for her but for Jack. They had to get out of here alive. Daniel would never recover from the loss if they didn't.

"Jack?"

"Yeah." Jack said wearily.

She turned to face him, "Can you promise me something, something important?"

He didn't like the sound of that and said seriously, "That depends on what it is."

"I want you to promise me that if you have the opportunity to get away that you'll take it and not worry about me. Just get the hell out of here and back to the others."

"We'll both be getting out of here, Roslyn."

"I'm not so important, Jack. You need to get back to the SGC, and back to Daniel."

He searched her eyes trying to figure out what she was saying.

"I know, Jack. About the two of you. I figured it out almost a week ago now. Jack, he has lost every other person he's ever loved. You have to get back to him because he won't survive losing you." When he didn't say anything she smiled warmly and said, "I saw you watching him with that little girl the other morning, and I saw the look on your face. I'm not military, Jack, and I'm probably going to die tomorrow, so I'm going to ask, does he know?"

"Know what?" he asked quietly, still in shock that she had worked out their secret.

She smiled gently, "How much you love him?"

Jack looked in her eyes and was surprised to see acceptance and understanding. He opened his mouth to say something, anything, but nothing would come out.

"You know, he and I were two of the loneliest people on the planet when we met, he never thought that anyone would ever love him. And I used to hold him while we cried and I promised him that someday, somehow he would find someone that would love him forever. So when I ask you if he knows, I don't mean have you told him, but does he know in here?" she placed her hand over her heart, "Does he know?"

Jack had really been trying not to think about Daniel the last two days, tried not to picture how worried he was or how guilty he probably felt. Tried not to think about how Daniel would most likely put himself in danger to try and rescue them. And now here was Roslyn kicking open the door on the closet where he kept the biggest secret of his life and asking him to admit to it. And he did.

"God I hope so." He said in a husky voice.

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He He

When the others were unable to reach Jack or Roslyn by radio they immediately regrouped and started looking for them. They found their vests, radios, and Jack's P-90 at the site they were abducted from, but there were no tracks to follow and no other sign of them.

Daniel's mind was reeling. Two of the people he cared most about in his life were missing and he had no way of finding them. He wanted to howl with helplessness. He went off a little ways to try and collect himself. He leaned back against the rock wall and slid down to sit in the sand. He needed to mentally regroup and work on how best to find them.

Calvorn and Oshra were in a similar state to Daniel, but they at least could talk to each other about their feelings. And as they stood next to Jacob, Teal'c and Sam they hashed it out.

"We have to find them, Oshra."

"I know."

"We should have never left her. I should have been with her."

"This is not your fault, Calvorn. O'Neill is a seasoned warrior, if he was unable to protect them from being abducted it is highly improbable that we would have been successful. And in all likelihood my presence would have exacerbated the situation."

"She was upset about something earlier, I saw Daniel attempt to speak with her but she wasn't receptive to him. I wish I had tried."

"When we find them you will be able to my friend."

"We should have asked her, Oshra."

"The Tau'ri are not particularly receptive to the idea of becoming a host. I know that our feelings for Roslyn are very strong but a relationship with her will be impossible if she were opposed to becoming host to Mianash."

"I know. And I love Mianash as you do. But when I look in Roslyn's eyes I see our future. The four of us, together. We should have asked her."

"We will my friend, when we find them."

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