"Colonel O'Neill, may I come in?" Janet knocked on the door.

"Yeah come on in doc. How's are girl?"

"Well sir, that's what I've come here to talk to you about." She walked over to him.

"Is she up?" Jack tried to contain his excitement but failed.

Janet shook her head. "The exact opposite."

"Is she…" Jack's face dropped.

"No, not yet. But sir you know about her living will."

"She could still heal."

"If she was gonna heal we would see signs by now."

"So what you're just gonna pull the plug now?"

"Actually we've just contacted the tok'ra. They're going to send General Carter as soon as they can… to say good bye."

"Damn-it Janet." Jack grabbed the vase from off the desk and through it at the wall, pieces of purple glass flew everywhere. "She shouldn't die like this. Not now."

"Colonel O'Neill are you feeling ok?"

"You are killing one of my men, I'm bound to be a little irritable don't you think?"

"Sir, we're not killing her, we're doing what she wants regardless of what we want."

"But-"

"Sir, with all due respect, Sam is my best friend."

"I… I know that. I'm sorry." He said calming down.

"Well I've told you what I've came here to tell you. I should go now." Janet walked away before Jack could say anything else.

"Jack." Daniel knocked on the door after ringing the door bell repeatedly. "I know you're here your truck is in the driveway."

"I'm not here." Jack finally responded.

"Jack please let me in. It's cold out here."

"Fine." Jack opened the door a beer in hand.

"Jack it's not even noon yet." Daniel pointed out walking in.

Jack looked at his watch "eleven forty, close enough."

"Are all those from today?" Daniel noticed the coffee table full of beer cans.

"A couple."

"Jack we should talk." Daniel sat on the couch.

Jack thought for a second as he sat down in the chair, "Nothing comes to mind."

"So you're perfectly fine with what they're doing to Sam?"

"Yep."

"and you're fine drinking before noon?"

"Yep."

"Fine maybe this was a waste of time." Daniel stood up.

"Yep."

"Jacob is coming to say goodbye tomorrow. We'll be pulling the plug when he's done." .