Episode mentions: SGA: "Instinct", "Conversion", "Letters from Pegasus" - SG-1: "Redemption: Part 2", "Threads"

Dr. Lam had finished preparing John for surgery. She walked over to Carson, who was finishing up testing and comparing the DNA samples. She took note of the puzzled look on his face. "What is it Dr. Beckett? Is something wrong?" She asked.
She frowned, wondering if this was a worst case scenario. If Jack couldn't be a donor then they'd have to chance if with Carson.

"No, lass. In fact.." He looked up at her. He's a match."

She nodded, still curious as too why he looked so confused. He still had a strange frown on his face.
"Is it his past medical history then? Do you think his past traumas eliminate him as a donor?" She asked.
If this was a normal situation, Dr. Lam would have never considered General O'Neill as a donor. Not after all of his various away mission accidents.. But then again there never is any 'normal' situations around here. So you gotta deal with what you're handed.

"No. Well Aye, that is a concern but..." He looked back at the blood samples. "It's too good.."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

He looked back at her. "Too good to be true.. What I mean is, their DNA's are a near perfect match, lass."

She leaned over the desk and picked up the document to look herself. She scanned over the page, then Her eyes widened at the results. "Oh... But that doesn't..."

"...Aye. Nothing around here ever does."

Sam watched through the window as Jack was being prepared for surgery next to John. She fought back concern that was tapping at the back of her mind. She hoped that they had brought back with the cure in time. Killing all those Iratus bugs to get to their nest took longer then expected.
Rodney walked up and stood next to her. She noticed the unhidden concern in his blue eyes as he stared at Sheppard. "They'll be fine." She told him, but more to settle her own concerns to herself then anything. She crossed her arms, trying to look calm and confident.
"They've definitely survived worst then this. If anyone can pull through an average, run of the mill surgery, it's them."

Rodney nodded. He watched Sheppard carefully a few more minutes until his gaze turned and looked to her. "Do you need anything?"

She shook her head quietly.

"Are you sure? What about coffee? If you're like me your going to want to be caffeine wired to stay up until this thing pulls through." He asked.

She thought about it and figured he was right. She wanted to stay until the end. It was the least she could do for them. "Yeah. Alright."

He nodded and left. Eventually he came back with two coffees in hand. He handed her one and then moved over to chairs for them by the window.
They both sat down and stared out of the room.

"Any updates while I was gone?" Rodney asked. His eyes scanning the room for any differences, since he was last looking.

"There both under anesthesia now. Carson and Carolyn are just starting." She replied. Rodney nodded.

They both quietly sipped their coffee as Carson and Dr. Lam looked over their tools and began to give instructions to the nurses.

Minutes ticked by in silence. Rodney's fingers twitched nervously, drumming against his coffee cup. He wasn't good in silence. He looked too Carter, hoping she'd start some small talk, but her eyes remained transfixed on Jack and John and didn't notice his stare. He cleared his throat and she turned and looked at him.
"I studied medical voodoo once." He muttered, looking down at his coffee.

She raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?"
Of course... Even while their commanding officers where in surgery he'd have to talk about himself. She shouldn't have been surprised. He did the same with her once when she was in the med lab. After she got electrocuted. Thought to be honest, she could use the distraction from her anxiety.

"Yeah." He looked to her. "It didn't last long though. Kept identifying myself with various diseases.."

She smiled. That would be something he would do.

"What about you?" He asked.

She frowned. "What about me?"

"Anything you want to talk about?"

"No. Not particularly." She responded. Eyes looking back to the surgery. She couldn't understand how McKay could think of different things at a time like this. She would wonder how his brain works but she really didn't want to know what went on inside that head of his. She had already seen how scattered and off topic his mind could get from that video he sent her before the Siege.

Rodney frowned and looked back to Sheppard and O'Neill. His fingers once again drumming against his cup.

He watched her intense eyes settle on John and Jack.

"You really care about them. Huh?" He asked.

Sam blinked. "Yeah. Of course."

"I mean.. Do you still.. Care, care? You know?.. I heard you two broke up..." Rodney said, eyes drifting. He felt uneasy asking her, but he had to know if she had moved on. He had to know if there was ever a possibility of a chance for them.

Sam looked back at Jack on the operating table. "Jack and I have been friends for years, Rodney... I'll always care about him.. But if you're asking if we'll ever get back together after he cheated on me, then no.. It's over."

Rodney's eyes widened. "He cheated on you?...

"Yeah.. Some CIA agent named Kerry Johnson." Sam stated a little bitterly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know about that..."

Sam shrugged. "Nothing that can be done now.."

The two fell back into silence.

Eventually, after quite sometime the doctors where sewing John and Jack back up.

Sam called SG-1 and John's team to let them know the procedure was almost over.

They came back and a short time latter, after Carson washed up, he came over.

"It's all over now." He said.

"So their good? They'll be fine?" Ronon asked.

"Well their good now. Now we just wait to make sure the body doesn't reject the kidney." Carson answered.

The group nodded warily.

"But aye, don't worry. Their DNA's where a high percentage match. It'll probably be fine." He reassured them.

"Thank you Dr. Beckett." Teya replied.

"Tsk, all in a day's work, Lass. Now we just need to give them time to rest."