I just came back from a normal mission in a parallel reality, but it shook me up. My self back there had a date. Not just anyone. A woman. Not just any woman. I recognized her, one of the military women from the base I'd already run into, chatted with while waiting for the mess hall, or saved ass a few times on missions. They were... married. Well, us. I don't know.

So it's a little disturbing. Especially since as soon as we get back to the base, you're in the gate room, busy helping Siler with a generator. You barely know me, maybe because SG-1 is famous here, but that's all. While for me, it's like I'm seeing you for the first time. So, an alternate me is married to this woman...