A/N: This was my first Stargate fanfic, and I had a blast writing it. Thank you so much for all your reviews, they were very encouraging. Oh, and the title really doesn't work anymore. I decided to call it "To Oz" so if you come across it on another site you'll know you've already read it. Thanks again. --Sara

Epilogue

Jack sat at the end of his dock with a beer in his hand, casting a line aimlessly into the water. Daniel was next to him in another chair, Teal'c sat on a cooler. "I'm surprised Sam didn't come along this time," said Daniel. "It was three weeks before Janet would released her from the infirmary. I'm surprised she didn't tie herself to the back of your truck just to get away."

"Yes. Well, you know Carter and her doohickeys," said Jack. "She and Frasier probably got that new x-ray thing implemented in every hospital in the world by now."

"Actually, Sir, we couldn't get it to work." Said the familiar voice from behind the three men.

Jack spun around, dousing Daniel with beer. "Carter!" He exclaimed and walked off the dock to greet her. Her broken arm was still wrapped up, but the cast was off and she had a duffel bag flung over her shoulder. "Nice of you to join us, Major."

"I figured it was time to see what all the fuss was about. Besides we're on down time until I can lift my gun," she smiled, waving her bandaged arm.

"It is good to see you, Major Carter." said Teal'c as he got off the cooler and handed her a soda.

"You keep diet pop in your beer cooler, Sir?" asked Sam, smiling.

"Yeah, well, ya never know who might show up. I'm always prepared." Said O'Neill with a sly grin.

"Sam," said Daniel as he got up offering her his chair. "How did you get here?"

"I rode my bike." She said as she sat down in Daniel's chair and opened her soda.

Daniel spit beer. "You what! He said questioning her sanity. "You have a broken arm and you rode your bike from Colorado Springs?"

Sam was laughing hysterically. "Relax, Daniel. I took a plane. Think I can get a ride home?"

Daniel shook his head and moved to throw her in the pond.

"Daniel," Jack interrupted, "she's a lot faster than you. I wouldn't try it."

"Indeed, it would not be wise," said Teal'c as he resumed his seat on the cooler. Sam gave Daniel her bring-it-on look. He wisely took a seat next to Teal'c. Sam looked disappointed.

"So, no new miraculous alien technology?" asked O'Neill as he sat back down next to Carter.

"No, Sir," Carter went on to explain. "We're still going to work on it, but it's more than likely only the Ozians can control it. It seems to operate much like the Goa'uld devices." Daniel nodded in agreement. Jack tried not to roll his eyes. Techno talk was not allowed at the cabin, but this was Carter's first trip, he would cut her some slack. "We tried dialing P4X-985 but –"

"What!" Yelled O'Neill as he slammed down his beer and glared at her.

"But," she added quickly, "the gate wouldn't connect. The Ozians must have disabled the gate on the other side." They would never know how relieved she had been when the seventh chevron wouldn't lock. It was finally over.

"Good." said Jack effectively ending this discussion. He waited for Carter to argue but she didn't.

"This is really great, Sir." said Carter as she relaxed into the chair and looked out over the water.

"Major," said Jack handing her a fishing pole.

Yes, sir?" she answered a little afraid of what he might say next.

"We have rules here," began O'Neill. Daniel rolled his eyes and Teal'c just sighed. They had both heard this speech before. Jack ignored them.

"Of course, Sir." agreed Sam. Trying not to laugh at the reactions of Daniel and Teal'c.

"Rule number one," O'Neill paused for dramatic emphasis. "No techno babble. Rule number two: no talk of aliens."

"What about Teal'c," Daniel interrupted.

"There is an exception made for Teal'c," continued O'Neill, "but only Teal'c. Failure to strictly adhere to these rules will result in a dunking in the pond."

"Yes, Sir." laughed Sam, no longer able to keep it in.

"Rule number three," O'Neill went on.

"There is no rule number three, O'Neill." Teal'c reminded him.

"Carter gets a special rule number three, T. Is that okay?" said O'Neill, threatening the Jaffa with his fishing pole. Teal'c nodded in approval.

"Sir?" Sam was curious as to why she needed special rules.

"Lose the 'Sir', Sam." Jack said, emphasizing her first name.

"Yes, Sir." she said automatically. As soon as she realized it was out of her mouth she began apologizing and holding up her injured arm in protest. Jack might have considered sparing her, but it was too late. Teal'c had her out of the chair and suspended in his arms over the edge of the dock before anyone had a chance to think. "Teal'c!" Sam tried to protest, but she was laughing so hard she couldn't breathe. She never thought the Jaffa would take part in something so childish until he had dropped her and she had floated back up to the surface of the pond.

"You okay?" asked Daniel, reaching down to offer his hand to help her out of the water.

"Fine," she said, taking his hand. "But Daniel..." She began.

"Yeah, Sam?" he said as he started to pull her out.

"You really should take Jack's advice more often." She emphasized the 'Jack' as she winked at her CO. Daniel found himself instantly in the pond with her.

Later that night the four friends sat around the campfire, roasting hotdogs. "This is so much better than MREs," said Daniel as he finished his third dog.

"Do you guys think we'll ever find Oz again?" asked Sam.

"Sure we will." said Jack confidently as he passed out another round of beers. "The universe is pretty big, right Sam?" She nodded, refraining from anything that would be considered techno babble. "So the odds are that one day we're gonna come across another planet with a yellow brick road."

"Maybe we'll even find the Emerald City," added Daniel. Jack nodded appreciation at Daniel's enthusiasm.

Sam sighed, smiled, and raised her beer. "To Oz," she said. There was never a more appropriate toast.