A/N: I swear this will end up differently than most of the stories that start out with either Jack or Sam getting injured, just bear with me, peoples.

Oatmeal

Ch. 1

Major Sam Carter was sitting at an empty table in the mostly empty commissary on base at just after nine in the morning on a Saturday, enjoying the bliss only a first cup of coffee could bring. It was the first day of a two-week down-time that was apparently going to be strictly inforced by General Hammond.

In fact, Colonel O'Neill had informed her only the night before that he was going to station four SFs outside of her lab with Zat guns and orders not to let her inside under any circumstances. She was fairly certain he was joking. He might have been able to get ONE SF to do that, but four? There was no way. Still, the point had been made.

By the time she put the finishing touches on her batch of paperwork the night before, however, she was too tired to drive herself home, so she had slept on base again. She glanced at her watch, realized that she had only been on down-time for two hours, and sighed. Bored already.

Daniel had gone with Teal'c to visit Ryac, so it wasn't like she could hang out with either of them. Cassie had finals that week, and even if she didn't, apparently even teenagers from other planets found spending the weekend with their thirty-something pseudo-aunts to be less than thrilling. Colonel O'Neill had predictably asked her to go fishing again, and she had predictably refused again. Two weeks in an isolated cabin with her CO? Was he joking? Either one of them would be coming home in a body bag or they'd finally jump each other and just refuse to come back at all. She figured it was even money as to which of the two outcomes it would be.

Just as she was resigning herself to two weeks of boredom, she realized one of Janet's nurses was speaking to her.

"Sorry," she said, looking up at the woman apologetically. "What were you saying, Lieutenant Rush?"

"Sorry Major Carter. I didn't mean to interrupt you, but..."

"It's fine, I was just a bit distracted... what can I do for you?"

"Dr. Fraiser sent me to get you. There's something in the infirmary she'd like you to see."

"Oh. Okay. Thank you."

"Yes, ma'am."

Sam smiled at her and tossed her coffee on the way to the infirmary. Didn't sound like an emergency, so why had Janet bothered to send someone to track her down...

"Oh no," she said as she entered the infirmary. Dr. Fraiser looked up from her task with a look that plainly said, 'Can you believe this guy?' while Colonel Jack O'Neill growled at her to hurry up and finish putting the cast on his leg.