General Jack O'Neill wandered into the Gate room watching as the FRED from SG-11's recently completed mission was carefully unloaded. He had a debrief with them scheduled in another fifteen minutes or so, right after Major Lorne's team finished with their medical check-ups.

He heard the coughing before he saw Daniel. In fact, everyone in the Gate room paused for a second at the horrible sound. Then in hurried Daniel who scanned the room while coughing into his sleeve. He made his way around the SF's unloading the FRED and shoved a clipboard into Jack's hands.

Jack looked at Daniel's pale face, with a frown. He hadn't had the chance to catch up with Daniel for a couple of days. By the look of things, that nasty cold of his had gotten a lot worse.

"Hey, Jack. Glad I caught you. I need this requisition form signed today if I'm gonna get any of these supplies before Christmas."

Jack put on an offended look. "Ya know, you used to say 'Hey, how are ya, Jack?' Now, all I get is: 'Hey, sign this, Jack.'"

Daniel didn't bat an eyelid. "Hey, how are you, Jack? Up for a game of chess on Friday at my place? And please sign this, Jack."

Jack patted at his jacket pockets looking for a pen. "Actually, by the sound of you, you're gonna be stuck in bed on Friday and Saturday and Sunday. You should be home in bed, Daniel."

Daniel nodded wearily. "So everyone keeps telling me. Don't worry, I'm heading home right after I get these forms signed."

Jack felt an eyebrow lift in surprise. "And how did that happen?"

Daniel coughed raggedly into his sleeve, "How'd what happen?"

"Who threatened you with dire consequences if you didn't take your sick self home?"

Daniel's pale face reddened a little, and he turned to look at the FRED. "Teal'c did," He changed the subject, "Hey, did SG-11 get back early?"

"Yup, can't wait for that debrief, I've thought up at least six snarky comments about those guys getting chased home by a tornado." Jack started patting at his pants pockets, still searching for his pen. "And you know you're not going to get out of it that easily. I want details. What exactly did Teal'c threaten you with this time?"

Daniel lifted an eyebrow, refusing to be drawn in. "Chased - by a tornado?"

"Yup, Major Lorne said it was following them around like a puppy dog. Their new geologist – what's-his-name – Collins?"

"Burt Collins," supplied Daniel.

"Yeah, Collins seemed anxious to talk to you about something he found on PKA-215, by the by." Jack finally dug out his pen and signed the forms.

"Speaking of …, here comes Burt now," said Daniel.

Jack looked up from the clipboard to see Burt Collins hurrying into the Gate room, wearing an agitated expression. He stopped, staggered a little, locking eyes onto Daniel ... and then all hell broke lose.

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Just the opener for a new story - if there is enough interest I'll keep going - otherwise I'm heavily into Supernatural at the mo. Happy new Year and please post a review so that i know if you want more. XXX