-- Epilogue --
Well, I certainly couldn't complain about how empty the ship was anymore. We'd picked up the Tok'ra from Revanna. It hadn't taken long to move what little gear they had taken with them to that planet. Much of their equipment was still stored in our cargo holds. As was Revanna's stargate, now. It would be installed on the planet the Tok'ra had chosen for their new base.
When we completed this mission, they'd be able to establish a more permanent base on a planet that wasn't on any Goa'uld charts. According to Dad, the trip would take nearly two weeks at our maximum speed.
And there were people everywhere.
I didn't mind, though. It meant I didn't have any time to worry about ridiculous things like how the ship reminded me of my cell in Cronus's base or how my heart would flutter every time Daniel so much as came near me.
The ships that'd been observing Vorash's sun had been able to gather more data on the activity within the star leading up to the explosion than we had. It hadn't taken me long to realise that it could literally take years to analyse all of it. There were already so many commonly held theories that the data could blow right out of the water.
In the meantime, Dad and several other Tok'ra were making good on their promise to teach us how to use the Ha'tak. Piloting and engineering lessons filled most of our days. The technology was amazing, and I was anxious to learn more.
Things on the ship were pretty busy, and I didn't see much of Daniel. But that didn't mean he wasn't on my mind. I kept going back to what had happened just before we released the gate into Vorash's sun. I could have sworn he'd been about to kiss me.
Dad certainly wasn't letting up on his matchmaking attempts. Selmak must be quite the romantic. That was the only reason I could come up with to explain his recent behaviour.
And, even though I hadn't really had a chance to digest my own feelings yet, I still couldn't help hoping that he'd succeed.
As far as I could tell, Sam was back to her usual self and not acting strangely around me any longer. But it was hard to say for sure, since the constant activity on the ship made it hard for us to have time together. Either way, it was good to be busy.
Apparently, I was doing very well in my flying lessons. I could hardly believe it when I was put in charge of the helm one morning. For six whole hours, I was in full control of a ship flying tens of thousands of times the speed of light.
We definitely seemed to be learning faster than the Tok'ra had expected. Despite that fact, Jack was still turning down continuous suggestions that we leave the Ha'tak with them. He'd even started wearing a makeshift sign around his neck that read 'No, I will not give you my ship' – to curb further requests, he said.
Jacob has been making repeated comments about me and Sam working on that device that was still stored away in one of the cargo holds of our Ha'tak. He even reminded General Hammond when we contacted him from Revanna that he wanted to borrow us for a while after we finished relocating the Tok'ra. It was nice to be needed. And I was really looking forward to the chance to work side-by-side with Sam on a new project.
Well, okay, I was really looking forward to the chance to be side-by-side with Sam.
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Author's note: Don't worry, folks. It doesn't really end there. This is just the end of the second story in the trilogy. Stay tuned, as the first chapter of Entwined Hearts will be posted soon(ish)!