“Teal’c…” Dana whispered his name softly and Jack could hear not only deep affection but deep pain in her voice. She raised a sad gaze to meet his. “You know?”
Jack nodded his head, setting down his fork, no longer hungry. “Daniel told me,” he said flatly. “I knew some of it but not the details.”
Dana sighed. “It’s been years, but I still
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