He’d remembered a woman with wide brown eyes, and a beautiful smile. A woman who loved him unconditionally, and whom he loved back.
He had dreamt of her before, but had dismissed her as a figment of his imagination. Now that he knew about the memory stamp, and that he was Doctor Daniel Jackson, he began to remember more about her.
He remembered the way she’d tease him about difference in their height. He remembered her jokingly standing on a telephone directory to kiss him.
He remembered that he loved Doctor Janet Fraiser.
And he was going home. To her.