"So, what do you think of this house?" the relator asks after finishing a tour of the house with Sam.
Sam shrugs meekly.
"You need to consult with your husband no doubt," the realtor says with a glance toward her belly.
"We're not married actually, and I don't know why he's not here," she feels embarrassed by Jack's tardiness. Normally, he really is very reliable, and she knows that if he's late it must be a Stargate related inevitability.
"It's fine, you can just give me a call when he's available, and we can reschedule a showing," the woman offers with a bright smile before slipping Sam her card, and getting into the car.
Sam sits down in her own car, and drives home to the house that she knows is going to be empty. She really hopes that this is not a foretaste of what living with Jack is going to be like. There is a big part of her that is terrified of being home alone with her injured mother, and kids. She is terrified of doing this all alone.
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She knows how desperately wrong things when she sees Jack's face as he walks through the door. He sits down the couch. She goes into the kitchen and grabs him a beer. As she hands it to him she asks, "Is everyone still alive Jack?"
"Yes," Jack says.
"What happened?" Sam asks.
He stares at the beer bottle in his hand, and hands it back to her, "I want to have a clear head tonight, thank you very much."
She accepts that Jack isn't going to talk to her. So she just curls up next to him on the couch. He puts an arm around her. "It will be okay."
"Tell me about your day. Tell me something normal," he says.
"I went to see that new house that we were looking at," she says.
"Shit. I forgot."
"It's okay, I'm sure you had a good reason for skipping the appointment."
"I was with another woman," he says in a voice cold and unimpassioned.
"No, you weren't," Sam says in confused disbelief as she twists so she can get a better look at his face.
"I was. She did this to me," he says lifting up his shirt. Sam expects to see some kind of wound there, but all she sees is the same stomach and chest that she's always seen. As he sees the confusion on her face he looks down at himself. He seems confused to see himself. "I forgot, Janet fixed it."
"Janet?" Sam says. There is no way that he cheated on her with Janet is there?
"Janet put me in the box, and it made the x go away," he says absently.
"Honey, are you sure they let you leave?" she asks deeply concerned about him.
"I think they had bigger problems," he says.
"What exactly happened today, Jack?"
"There was a Goa'uld there. She made all the men do what she wanted. She just about took over the whole world. She would have too if the women hadn't saved our butts."
"So the 'other women' was someone who brainwashed you?" she asks.
"Hathor. Yes."
"Jack, that doesn't count, whatever she made you do, doesn't count," Sam sooths. Twice now, twice now some other women has taken advantage of him.
"She didn't make me…Daniel fathered them."
What? "Who, Jack, who did Daniel father?"
"The worms," Jack says waving his hands.
"Goa'uld? Daniel made infant Goa'uld with her?" she asks her stomach turning at the thought.
Jack nods his head.
"Jack, is somebody looking after him?"
"Teal'c wasn't affected. He stayed with Daniel. Teal'c wanted me to stay too, but I came home to you."
"Okay, Jack, I've got you," she says running her hand through his hair, "Can you tell me what she did do to you?"
"She turned me into a Jaffa," he says touching his stomach.
"Oh, Jack, how did Janet fix that?"
"The sarcophagus."
"We have one of those now?" she asks with no small amount of excitement. It would greatly increase the chances that Jack would keep coming home to her.
"It got blown up."
"Damn," she says.
He makes a deep chortle in his throat which shows he agrees with her.
"You want some distraction?" she asks.
"Yes, stupid mind numbing television please," he whispers to her.