A few hours had passed since SG-1's dramatic return from their mission and Sam and Carpenter had awoken with no nasty extra people in their brains. Now, all of SG-1 was sitting in the observation room, watching Janet try and get information out of the many people sharing Daniel's brain. Jack covertly allowed his eyes to glance around at the people he would always describe as his team and saw concern etched on each of their faces. He was so thankful that Sam had awoken, especially with no extra people tagging along. Jack was not sure how she would cope with that after having just had Osiris invading her mind.

"I will not give up this body! You do not understand who I am!" Daniel, whoever was in control at that point, yelled, forcing Jack's attention back to the room below.

"I don't give a damn! You will give up that body. I promise you that!" Janet yelled in return. Jack knew that the doctor could be forceful when she needed to be, but he had never in all the years he had annoyed her, heard her lose her temper as she appeared to be.

Moments later General Hammond entered the room. "How's he doing?"

"Janet had been making progress," Sam spoke up, "But Martice appears to be back in control."

"Colonel, you heard Daniel when he managed to surface, how did he seem?" Carpenter asked and Jack shrugged.

"It was only a moment. If he's in a coma-like state, he should be okay in there, Lieutenant."

"There are worse things for him to suffer in this state," Sam mumbled and Jack gently placed a hand on top of hers. After a few seconds she brushed it off and stood up. "General, is SG-12 ready to head back to 347?"

"Yes, Major, you and Teal'c have a go."

"Thank you, sir." Sam and Teal'c then left the room and Jack focused his attention back on Daniel who was now alone in the room with only the male medical technicians. He would never be able to deny that there was a part of him that did not want Sam to walk back into a dangerous situation. It was nothing to do with him fearing her to be incompetent or a lack of faith in her abilities, Jack just did not like the idea of the woman he loved being in danger. There was still an element within him that had to keep Sam separate from Major Carter in his mind. He hoped that all it would do was strengthen their relationship, as long as he never overstepped the over-protective barrier. If anyone were to ever ask him when his concerns for Sam had started changing, Jack would not be able to answer because one minute she had simply been his second in command and then she had been more than that.

"If he weren't in Daniel's body, I would punch Martice." Janet was fuming as she entered the observation room and then saw General Hammond. "Sorry, General."

"How is Doctor Jackson?" Hammond asked.

"He hasn't surfaced again yet, but I'm hoping that means he's protecting himself."

"Doc," Jack began, "do you really think there's a chance we can get him back?"

Janet opened her mouth to speak and Jack saw something on her face crack. It was fear. Out and out, petrified fear of losing someone and not just a patient. "I have no idea, sir." Her voice remained strong, although Jack could see through her façade. "General, sir, Doctor Mackenzie reminded me that ever since Sarah Gardner's return, Daniel has been frequently visiting her and she may suffer a set back if she goes too long without contact."

"I can send someone, Doctor."

Jack focussed his eyes on Daniel again, hoping that he was not about to be volunteered for the duty. Sometimes when he looked at Sam he worried that her eyes would flash again, and he was not yet ready to see Sarah who had been Osiris for a long time. There were too many reminders there of what Osiris had done and the narrow escape Sam had managed.

"I believe it would be best to be someone that Sarah knows slightly. To provide a comfort level." A silence fell over the entire room and except for the occasional shout from Daniel/Martice, there was no other noise until finally Carpenter spoke.

"I can do that, sir." She stood and left the room. Jack had the sense that she was not too happy with having to leave Daniel's side. The general then followed after her and Janet sat down in the chair Sam had been occupying. She sighed loudly.

"Need a break?" Jack asked her.

"It's so difficult. One minute you're talking to one person, then," she snapped her fingers, "Someone else. And none of them are Daniel."

Slightly out of character for him, Jack found himself asking, "You care a lot for him, don't you?"

Her head snapped around to look at him in a mixture of shock and disbelief. "As I care for any member of the SGC."

Jack smiled because he recognised the tone and look on her face. It was one that he had perfected years ago. "Now, anyone knows that's not true. He isn't military."

She relaxed back slightly in her chair, as if she was giving up. "He's still a patient and as long as he's on SG-1 and I'm the base doctor, he always will be."

"And out of bounds." He was not sure if he meant it as a statement or a question.

"God, I'm a hypocrite."

"Me and Sam?"

Nodding, Janet said, "Maybe there has been some jealousy."

"Tell him."

"You're crazy. Sir," she added respectfully.

"Probably. Still, tell him." Beneath them, Daniel stilled and then appeared to become agitated as another personality took dominance.

"Let's go speak to another stranger." Leaning forward, Jack leant his elbows on his knees and watched Janet walk out and then into the room beneath the observation room. It had never fully occurred to him that Janet had feelings for Daniel although he had suspected, but now, seeing her in the room with him, all that Jack could see was her feelings written all over her.