Notes: Finished! Thanks to everyone for reviewing!

"Sir! Hey!" the laughter in Sam's voice met him before he caught sight of her, "Look, I can do it!" she let go of the bars that she was using to support herself and took a couple of steps forward on her own.

"Sam…" Janet reached out automatically to catch her if she fell, "Careful…"

"I can do it!" she grinned, the relief clear in her voice, "I can walk!" no sooner had the words left her mouth, when she stumbled, having to reach for the bars again, "…Well…" she mumbled, "…I can sort of walk…"

"Doin' good, Carter!" Jack greeted, "…Though maybe you should take a break…"

"I've only been here for-" she glanced at the clock on the wall, "…an hour…" Sam trailed off, looking guilty back at Janet.

"I told you to take a break," her friend chastised.

She nodded and walked to the end of the bars, determined to try and go further on her own, frustrated when she started to fall, and rather shocked to find it was Jack who prevented her from hitting the floor.

Janet mock glared at Sam and folded her arms, "I rest my case," she sighed and started for the door, "She's all yours, Sir," the door swung shut behind her, leaving Sam in the arms of her CO, glaring after her 'former' friend. Scheming-

"Got the feeling in your legs back?" he started to guide her toward a bench by the wall.

"To about just below my knees, Sir," she answered, "Problem is, my knee joints keep giving out just when I think they're co-operating. Hence the falling."

Jack nodded, "Doc think you'll be back, good as new?"

"Yeah, Janet said at the rate the nerves are kicking back into action, I should be back on my feet in two weeks or so."

He continued to nod, "…Good, I was getting worried."

"Don't worry, Sir, you wont be stuck with that new guy for long," Sam smiled.

"That's not what I meant and you know it," he replied, taking a seat on the bench, making sure she didn't fall.

She sat down beside him and glanced across, "…I know," she took a deep breath, "About what happened on the planet…"
"Its okay, Carter," Jack interrupted.

"No," she shook her head, "You don't understand. I knew a lot more than I let on, for most of that trip. The dream wasn't just my imagination."

"Then what-"

"Let me explain, Sir."

"Kioko."

She shook her head and muttered she was sleeping.

"Kioko."

"Hmmm."
"Kioko!"

"What!" she shot awake, jumping back, nearly falling off her chair, to find herself staring up into the eyes of her cousin.

"…Thought you mind want to go to sleep on an actual bed. Not resting on a table," Fay quipped, "Unless you like sleeping on cold metal."

Kioko shook her head and yawned, showing her fangs, "Thanks, Fay."

"Interesting day, huh?"

She nodded, "'Interesting' is a word for it."

Fay gave a feral grin, "Two Angels are dead. Gotta be a good thing."

"Yeah…"
"Well…" she sensed the girl's reluctance to talk, "…Night then."

"Night, Fay," Kioko watched the only member of her blood family leave, heard her bid goodnight to Gambit as she left.

"Can't sleep?" he questioned.

"Opposite," she stated.

Gambit sat down opposite her, "Was it worth it?"

"What?"

"Going to all that just to save one man."

"…Killed two Angels in the process…" Kioko shrugged.

"So I hear…" he commented, "Nicole died initially of smoke inhalation. Before several floors collapsed onto her. Two of those bastards gone in one day. I'd say that's good work," he lowered his voice, "Seriously, was it worth it?"

She sighed, "…He lived, didn't he?"

"You saved him."

"We saved him," Kioko mumbled, "I doomed him."

"Fate?" Gambit sounded sceptical.

"I know you don't believe in Fate," she shook her head, "Worth it? I caused her more pain accidentally. She knew from the beginning what was going to happen. …But I guess it was worth it," a sly grin crept across her face, "She's said some things she can't take back."
"Such as?" he pressed.

Kioko stood up, "I'll leave that to your imagination…" she headed for her quarters, "Night."

"Night," Gambit replied. He sat alone in the galley for several moments, before shaking his head, "Fate. I'll believe that when the last Angel falls."

"That tailed girl?"

Sam nodded, again, "I don't know how she did it. She just did. And I got the impression she didn't exactly enjoy the experience of precognition."

"Fate?" Jack raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah."

"Huh."

"Sir?"

"Seems unlikely, that's all…" he offered.

She shook her head, "Maybe to you, Sir, but you didn't see what I did. Up until that point, the paths were identical. I saw you shot, I saw you die, and I couldn't do anything about it," she finished softly.

"…I'm not dead, Sam," Jack reminded her, quietly.

"…I know. But I saw it…and it scared the hell out of me," Sam looked back across at him, "…She knew…she knew how I…felt…about-"

"I know."
All she could do was stare at him.

"Me too."

And stare some more.

Jack gazed at the floor, "You believe in, Fate, Carter?"

"…Not before today…maybe not even now…when it suits me, I guess," she said quietly.

"Well," he grabbed her hand and entwined her fingers with his, "This is fated. Maybe not now, or tomorrow, but I promise you-"

"I know," Sam took her turn to interrupt him, "…I know."

He leant across and kissed her forehead, "You want to see if we can beat the two week estimate?"

"I thought you told me to take a break…" Sam smiled.

Jack grinned back at her, "What they don't know won't hurt them."

Fin