Tegan Chronicles

Chasseur 3

(for those hard core SG1ers yes I am aware SG1 typically carries P90s which I've never really understood since MP5s are more common in battle. But remember this is AU… and my muse gets what my muse wants.)

"Kiser," Jack stuck his head into her lab. "Let's go grab your MP5, we're heading to the range."

"We?" She flipped the microscope off. It had been a week since her 'almost' date with Greg, and they hadn't had a single mission. She could tell Jack was getting bored.

"Daniel has to do his proficiencies."

"I did mine last month, scored a hundred percent."

"Yeah but I didn't get to watch."

"How come Sam gets out of it?"

"Because she asked me to come to her proficiency testing."

Tegan rolled her eyes. "I didn't know you were so…"

"So what?"

"Controlling for lack of a better word." She'd wanted to say anal as she threw her lab coat over the back of her chair. "I mean, I didn't hear you complaining when I shot that Jaffa last week."

"If you don't want to do it, just say so." He rubbed his forehead.

"It wasn't an order?"

"No, it was an invitation." He smiled.

"In that case," She looked around the lab before grabbing her field jacket.

When they stepped into the elevator Jack asked; "Do you always have to give me such a hard time?"

Tegan shrugged. "I don't mind polishing up on my skills."

"I've seen the firing range log sheet, you're a little excessive."

She blushed lightly. "Every other week isn't excessive."

Daniel complained the whole way from the armory to the range. He hated having to carry a gun in the field, even though it did come in handy from time to time.

After emptying her entire clip from her service glock into the target she grabbed her MP5. Pressing the butt of it into her shoulder she lined up her sights. Jack turned to look at her just as she pulled the trigger, the gun fired and recoiled, the retractable butt retracting with the kickback and knocking her off balance. She managed to regain her footing as she cried out.

"You okay?" Jack removed his ear protection as Tegan slung hers to the ground hard enough it bounced back up three feet spraying dust into the air.

"Yeah." She brushed off his concern as he held out his hand for the weapon.

"Did you lock the arm?" He looked over the weapon.

"Yes sir." She rubbed her shoulder lightly. "I was just out here yesterday with it, and it was fine."

"Someone's tampered with your weapon."

"Why would they do that?" Daniel looked over Tegan's shoulder.

"More importantly, who would do it?" She posed. Currently she was more concerned with whom than why.

"I think you should get that shoulder checked out." Jack pointed to her right shoulder, just in case she forgot which one. "In the meantime I'm going to get security to review the footage of the armory for the last twenty-four hours and have a chat with General Hammond."

"It didn't kick back that hard sir."

He'd seen the power of the recoil and knew it would take a fair amount of force to throw her off. "Infirmary Kiser."

"Yes sir."


"Can I help you Dr. Kiser?" Dr. Sampson ran up to her as soon as she entered the infirmary.

"Dr…" Tegan's brow creased, she wasn't even sure if he was done with orientation or if she even remembered his name correctly. She knew it wasn't 'Dr. Creepster.'

"Sampson, Jeff Sampson. We met…"

"Right." She forced a smile. "I remember, it's just been a long day. Thanks for your offer but I just came by to pick up some supplies for my field kit."

"Maybe I could. –"

"Sergeant Copley." Tegan stepped around him when she spotted Julie. "I'm looking for the instant cold packs for my kit."

"We haven't moved them." She looked up from the procedure book she was reviewing.

"I seem to have forgotten where they're kept." She cut her eyes over to Jeff.

"I'll get them for you." Julie stood up.

"Why don't you show me, so maybe I'll remember next time?"

Janet came into the infirmary as Tegan was heading back out. "Tegan?"

"Restocking my field kit," She explained holding up the three ice packs in her left hand. It was her intention of putting at least one of them in it.

Jack entered Tegan's lab surprised to find she had returned to work already. Shadow was curled up in his bed by her desk snoozing. "Did you see Doc?"

"I did." She'd technically seen Janet. "And I'm fine."

"Security didn't find anything on the tapes. Sam's going over them again with a fine tooth comb."

"Speaking of…" Sam walked around Jack and made her way to Tegan's desk pushing her and her chair back and putting a disc into Tegan's computer. "Sir, you might want to see this."

Jack rounded the other side stepping over Shadow. "Whaddya find?"

"Not much." Sam pulled up the file and played it. "Here."

"What was that?" Jack asked as she slowed it down and played it again, a quick frame of white flickered and then the corridor was empty just as it had been.

"Some one tapped into the system and placed a pre recorded feed in. Twenty minutes later the same thing happens when the feed is done."

"Who?" Tegan stood up.

"I don't know." Sam shook her head. "Most of our security guys aren't smart enough."

"Who is smart enough to hack the system, besides you?" Jack asked a more appropriate question.

"I don't know. I'm still working on it." Sam turned to Tegan, "Janet wanted me to send you her way, something about looking at an x-ray."

"Sir, do you mind?" She looked at Shadow who had moved to the door. "His normal walker is off today."

"No problem."

Tegan had no sooner walked into the infirmary then she felt the pain in her shoulder go from tolerable to excruciating. She thought she'd been hit by an eighteen wheeler, but it had been too soft, someone else's shoulder maybe? She couldn't be sure because the pain was so bad her vision had gone black, the room was spinning and she felt like she would toss her toenails. Considering she hadn't eaten breakfast it was toenails or knee caps. "Damn it!"

"Doctor?" Sampson watched with keen interest as she doubled over. "Tegan?"

"Major Kiser?" Julie called out as she started to cross the infirmary drawing Janet's attention to the commotion.

"I've got it from here, Dr. Sampson." Janet ran up and placed a gentle hand on Tegan's back not really certain where she was hurting or what was going on.

"I can handle this." He wasn't going to just let Janet push him out of the way again. She wouldn't even let him do a routine physical on Tegan.

"I said I've got it from here." Her voice was commanding for her stature and he didn't dare try again.

"Of course, doctor."

"Tegan?"

"My shoulder," She managed between ragged breaths. "Asshole!"

Tegan was certain it was Dr. Sampson who had once again managed to walk into her, although it felt more like a refrigerator had tackled her.

"What?" Janet wrinkled her brow.

"Nothing." Tegan straightened up and used Janet's shoulder to steady herself until the dizziness passed. "I was out on the shooting range earlier and my MP5 had been tampered with, it kicked back."

"Ice packs?" Janet put two and two together.

"Sort of." Tegan gave her a guilty grin. "When I came in, I believe Dr. Sampson walked into me."

"Actually," he stood off to the side watching the interaction. "It was you who walked into me."

"In that case," She bit out, "please accept my apologies."

"Certainly." He nodded once.

"I want to get x-rays." Janet led Tegan to the nearest bed.

"I'm pretty sure…" Tegan grabbed it with her left hand and manipulated it slightly. "Ah that feels better."

"Subluxated?" Janet knew it popped in too easily to be completely dislocated.

"Yeah, but if you want to get films."

"I think it would be best." Janet agreed.


Tegan sat beside Sam in the mess hall, Janet sat diagonally from her. "Are you sure you don't want anything for pain?"

"I already told you, I'm fine. Besides, I took Motrin." Tegan looked up as Dr. Sampson approached.

"Is this seat taken?"

"No," Janet answered receiving a drop-dead look from Tegan.

"Good." He put his thermal lunch bag down and headed toward the drink machine.

"Be nice." Janet looked from the bag to Tegan. "You were the one who walked into him."

"So says he." Tegan smiled curtly as he sat down in front of her. "I'm almost done anyway."

"You've…" He started.

"I had a big breakfast," Tegan interrupted pushing her half eaten turkey sandwich away.

"I'm not touching that one." Sam stood up. "I'm getting Jell-O, anyone want anything while I'm up?"

"Bottled water to go, and a lemon wedge. Please." Tegan readjusted the sling Janet had put her in.

"Shouldn't you at least take the afternoon off?" Sampson indicted her shoulder with his eyes.

"Janet and I already had this discussion." Tegan stared daggers through him before looking at Janet. "I'm going to be behind my computer all afternoon long. I can handle it."

Sam sat Tegan's water in front of before crossing behind her with her blue Jell-O. "They were out of lemon, sorry."

"Who runs out of lemon?"

"I don't know," Sam mumbled around a mouthful of whipped cream.

"I've got an extra wedge." Sampson pulled a small plastic container from his lunch bag. "You're welcome to it."

Tegan looked at it for a second, and telling herself that he can't help looking creepy she accepted. "Thank you."


Tegan stumbled into the infirmary and directly into Sergeant Copley. "Tegan are you ok?"

Julie tried to steady the other woman, which was proving to be a loosing battle. Tegan shook her head no. "Trash can."

Tegan fell to her knees as Julie pulled the closest trashcan over. Tegan hugged the round edges with her uninjured arm and plunged her head inside. The cool metal felt good against her skin.

"I'm going to get Dr. Fraiser." Julie patted her soothingly on her back, and turned to see Dr. Sampson approaching.

"I've got it."

"Yes Doctor." Julie turned to see Janet entering the infirmary. "Dr. Fraiser."

Janet turned to see who'd called her. From her perspective all she could see was a body dressed in blue BDU bottoms and a black t shirt curled around a trashcan with Dr. Sampson crouched down beside it. Tegan's entire head was inside the trashcan, leaving Janet to wonder who was currently throwing up in her infirmary.

"It's Major Kiser," Julie announced before Janet could decide Dr. Sampson could handle it.

"Dr. Kiser are you ok?" Dr. Sampson asked. There was no time for her to answer between dry heaves, as Janet stepped up. He stood up and stepped aside without Janet having to say a word.

Tegan knew immediately the hand on her back was Janet's. There was no mistaking that touch.

Five minutes turned into ten, and there was no sign that Tegan would be removing her head from the trash can anytime soon. "Copley, give me 50mg of Phenergan undiluted."

Julie drew up the dose and handed the syringe to Janet.

"Woah!" Jack stepped through the door. "Long needle."

"We could do without the commentary Colonel." Janet glanced at him.

"Is that Tegan?" He pointed to the heaving lump attached to the military issue trashcan.

"It is Colonel." She turned to look at him curiously. "You're not feeling sick are you?"

"No why?"

"You did eat the other half of her sandwich."

"It wasn't like she ate off it." Not that that would've stopped him.

"I'm sure you'll be fine. Now, if you'll excuse us." Janet pulled the cap off the needle, and waited for him to back out of the room. Julie helped pull Tegan's pants to the side just enough to expose an injection site. "You're going to feel a stick."

Janet smiled as she pulled the needle out, Tegan hadn't even flinched.

Several hours later Tegan rolled over to find herself in a hospital gown and bed in the infirmary. She looked up to see unpleasant blue eyes staring at her from behind dark frames. "Where's Dr. Fraiser?"

"Shift change." Jeff answered. "She's reporting to Dr. Monroe."

Tegan nodded, thankful Paige was working evening shifts for now and not this guy. She really didn't like the fact he'd been standing there watching her sleep, and really hoped he hadn't been the one to help change her out of her uniform.

"You're awake," Janet spoke as she and Paige approached.

"I am, and feeling much better."

Janet frowned.

"I guess I'm not going to get out of here?" Tegan interpreted the look.

"You're free to go Dr. Sampson." Janet waited for him to leave. "To be honest, I think you're safer off base then you are here."

"What?"

"Colonel O'Neill, Sam and I think you're being targeted."

"I had an upset stomach."

"I think you were given an emetic, more than likely ipecac."

"How?"

"We're not sure."

"Dr. Sampson?" Tegan glanced at Paige who stood there quietly.

"Shadow thinks so." Janet nodded. "But we can't prove it and General Hammond won't expand on why he can't even talk to him without solid proof."

Tegan's suspensions about him were confirmed. "Where is Shadow?"

"He wouldn't stop growling at Dr. Sampson so he's with Sam. She was going to take him home with her tonight."

"So what are we going to do about Dr. Demento?"

"I'm going to rearrange staffing, Paige is moving back to days and I'm going to try and get him on nights." Janet sighed, "It's the best I can do for now."