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It was Sunday and Jack had a date. Okay, so it wasn't a date so much as it was an appointment, but that made it sound so...so business like. And with the way he was anticipating Sam's reaction, he couldn't treat this like business.

Jack went to her hut in New atlantis with a single flower in hand. That was just a formality- a nice touch. What he had planned would make that flower pale in comparison. He asked her a few questions about what she knew about black holes, dimensional barriers, and temporal theory. It was a nice conversation for the walk from her place to the spot where the blue box stood. Jack smiled at her and stepped up to the door with the key.

"It's not too late to run away. Are you sure you want to come in?" he asked.

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