Well I'm back again! After some positive reviews from my last story, I've decided to continue writing. Did post this separately but decided to add it as a chapter, makes the story easier for you guys to read. The story continues on from the madness of my previous story, The Art of Playing Games. The SG1 boys are at it again. Rated K for one mild swear word. No real spoilers for anything. Janet's thoughts are in italic. Enjoy!


Janet never considered herself to have a short fuse by any means. As a medical doctor, patience, sympathy and empathy were attributes that Janet had prided herself on all throughout her career. However, this was not going to continue though if she came into contact with any of the male contingency of SG1 anymore. 'I swear if they keep this up I'll show them the meaning of the term colonoscopy.'

Janet should have stayed in bed this morning. She knew that now. It was turning out to be one of those days, starting with her spilling her morning coffee all over her shirt. That should have been the first clue. After hunting for a clean shirt, Cassie had then decided to throw a tantrum with regards to her working on her day off, when they were supposed to go and see this new film that was just released, starring some 'hot' guy, who Janet for the life of her, had never heard of. 'Can I help it if SG14 were late back yesterday carrying high temperatures and left a hell of lot of paperwork to go with it?' If only Janet knew then, she would have called in sick and taken Cassie to see this 'hot' guy that she'd personally never heard of.

Luckily, 'or unluckily,' Janet thought, issues in the morning aside, Janet had made it to the base on time and after a quick stop at the commissary for a coffee, Janet headed to the Infirmary. Normally, this was her sanctuary; no one in their right mind would willingly come to the Infirmary, barring any off world or on base emergencies of course. Today was to be, on the whole, just a quick paperwork catch-up day, which suited Janet just fine. 'What a hope in hell I had. I'm sure Netu would provide more of a sanctuary. Then again, with the thoughts that I am having at the moment, perhaps I'll end up there quite soon.'

The term 'normally' seemed to have no meaning to the three males who were crowded around her infirmary today, two of which were arguing like there was no tomorrow and one Jaffa side-kick, who was quite intent on letting events play out. Teal'c was supposed to be the mature member of the group, considering that he was technically over hundred years of age, 'but then again,' Janet thought, ' he has been around the boy that never grew up for the last seven years.'

Yep, one Jack O'Neill, the king of euphemisms and sarcasm and an unhealthy obsession with antagonising his team mate and long time friend Dr. Daniel Jackson. 'You'd think Daniel, being quite an intelligent man would be above this behaviour.' But alas, as the saying goes, today was definitely not Janet's day.

Janet glanced at her watch. An hour and a half. They had been arguing for a whole hour and a half! 'What the hell have I done to deserve this? For the love of all that is holy, make them stop!' Janet was by now hunched over her desk; palms jammed into her eyeballs and a headache the size of Nebraska starting behind them. 'I'm sure a bunch of pre-schoolers wouldn't cause this much hassle.' Janet had long since given up on the argument currently going on around her at least an hour ago. Removing her palms from her eyeballs, Janet blearily looked up at the three males still crowded around her infirmary, who were still in the heat of throwing insults back and forth to each other.

"You deliberately dropped that book Daniel, you could have broken my arm, see, it's red and it tingles, you could have seriously damaged it!" O'Neill shouted.

"Give me a break, you deliberately put your arm there just as I was about to put it down, and anyway, it's not that heavy!" the archaeologist spat back.

"No way! You deliberately aimed for my arm. As for that book, it could be classified as a dangerous weapon, it's like a brick. Right Teal'c?" Jack glanced at the Jaffa, who was stood to O'Neill's right.

"It did seem to be the case Daniel Jackson. And I concur, that book could be quite lethal in the right circumstances."

"What? You're agreeing with him!" Daniel shouted back.

"I am merely suggesting…" but Daniel wouldn't let him finish.

"Of course you'd agree with Jack. I mean he doesn't actually do well without getting his own way."

"What are you actually implying Daniel? Just because you have violent tendencies, towards me especially it seems; that doesn't mean that I am an attention seeker. You deliberately aimed for me and Teal'c was only being honest about what he saw."

"For the last time, I did not aim for you and anyway, there is nothing wrong with you, you can still move it can't you?"

"Hate to break it to you Danny Boy, but you are a doctor of archaeology not a medical doctor." Jack replied, with a strong sense of smug satisfaction.

"O'Neill is indeed correct." Teal'c 'helpfully' added.

"Yes thank you Colonel Obvious, but it doesn't take a medical professional to tell you that you will survive and there is nothing wrong with you."

"Well that's why I am here, and you wouldn't be here if you thought it wasn't anything serious like you suggest, right Doc?" Jack asked, turning to look towards the doctor.

'Oh great. Does he really have to drag me into this.' Janet glanced at O'Neill and the other two males who were both now staring at her also. 'Oh this day couldn't get any better.'

"Well Doc?" O'Neill enquired. Just as Janet was about to open her mouth, Daniel interrupted again,

"Yes Janet, please tell Jack here that he is a big baby and that he is overacting."

"For the last time Daniel you deliberately…"

'Screw this.' With that, Janet rose from her chair and stepped past them and made her way to the Infirmary doors, as they continued to bicker.

"If you'll excuse me guys, I just remembered I have a pressing engagement, that I need to attend to." And with that, Janet made a hasty retreat out of the Infirmary and towards the elevator. The term 'bat out of hell' had nothing on Janet.

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After exiting the elevator, Janet headed towards the lab of the other, and in her book, only sane member of SG1 it seemed. Entering the lab, Janet greeted her friend.

"Hey Sam."

"Oh hey Janet," Sam greeted in return. Raising her head from her notes, she studied her friends' appearance. Something wasn't quite right. The normally headstrong doctor seemed…"Are you okay Janet? You seem a bit…."

"Irate? Agitated? Annoyed? On the edge? Two seconds away from committing mass homicide?" Janet ranted. Slightly taken aback by her friends' outburst, Sam replied,

"Well I was going to say frazzled, but I suppose any of those definitions could apply."

Janet sighed, "Sorry Sam, didn't mean to take it out on you there." Striding over to the chair on the other side of Sam's desk, Janet literally collapsed with another deflating sigh. "How the hell do you cope and deal with the three adolescents you seem to have on your team?" Sam gave her a sympathetic look.

"You too huh? Believe me Janet, sometimes I wonder the same thing."

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After a much needed two-hour break, most of which was spent talking to Sam, Janet believed she had finally calmed down enough. 'Well mass murder is not exactly in the forefront of my mind at the moment, so that must be a positive,' Janet decided it was time to make her way back to the Infirmary. 'It's been two hours now. Hopefully, those guys have now surely given up and left. For the love of all that is holy, please, please be gone,' she thought as she began to make her way off the elevator.

'So far so good.' Janet couldn't hear any arguing from down the corridor, that was definitely a good sign. Sighing again, Janet turned the corner and began the final stretch towards the Infirmary doors. As Janet began to get closer, she froze. 'Oh hell no! How the hell can they still be there! It's been two whole hours! God, damn you seriously.' No doubt about it, Janet could see the unmistakable features of one Jack O'Neill through the glass in the doors, with Teal'c standing not too far behind him. 'Oh hell. Wait, they haven't seen me yet, maybe if I slowly turn around and head back around the corner…' Just as Janet was contemplating her escape Teal'c glanced through the glass panels and spotted her. 'Damn it all to hell again!'

Just at that moment the damn Jaffa indicated to O'Neill that Janet was stood there. O'Neill turned and after spotting her also, pushed open the Infirmary door,

"Hey Janet, glad you are back. Maybe you can check my arm out now, so that I can have an excuse to kick Danny's ass here."

"We've been over this Jack, it's your own bloody fault, and it's not bloody broken either." Janet could here the archaeologist spit back from within the Infirmary. O'Neill turned to glare in the direction of where Janet assumed Daniel was,

"Was not my fault you deliberately aimed for me…"

That was the last straw. 'That's it I can't take it!' With that Janet turned and literally bolted around the corner towards the elevator. 'I've had it, the SGC is on it's own, I'm taking the rest of the day off. I'll send a message to Hammond telling him I've left for the day and not coming back and maybe not even tomorrow either; I have a date with a large bottle of wine or maybe something stronger, I certainly need one. Damn you O'Neill and Co.'

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"So it seems that you owe me and Teal'c $20 each Danny Boy. It seems that the good ol'doc is not gonna be returning anytime today."

"Indeed. It would appear that Doctor Fraiser has, I believe the phrase is, made a quick getaway."

Daniel grabbed his wallet out of his back pocket and passed $20 to Teal'c and then begrudgingly to O'Neill. "I just don't believe it, I would have banked on Janet tolerating us for sure, but then again, I did say the same thing about Sam. Glad I didn't go double or nothing." Daniel exclaimed.

"Indeed, it would appear that you have once again underestimated our abilities in the art of manipulation Daniel Jackson." Teal'c answered and bowed slightly before heading towards the exit.

"Yep, as I said the other day Danny Boy, we are really quite convincing," Jack laughed as he began to make his way out of the Infirmary into the corridor.

"You do realize though Jack, we have now manipulated two women in the last week. I mean, two quite smart and dare I say dangerous women. I've heard the saying hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, but two?" Daniel raised himself off the chair and followed his colleagues towards the exit, shivering for dramatic effect.

"Don't I know it Daniel, and I speak for the safety of us all when I say that it would be wise not too mention anything, to anyone." Jack replied.

"Indeed, it would be the most wisest cause of action." Teal'c agreed.

"Gotta say though, it has been fun," Jack tittered as the men slowly made their way to the elevator. "So here's a thought, how about raising the stakes?"


Well I hope you enjoyed it. Well the boys were at it again, poor Janet. This story has sort of built itself up into a little mini series. I have a few more ideas rattling around for this little franchise, so stayed tune for the next instalment. Feedback much appreciated. Until next time.