Infirmary:

"Col. Lie still, I can't get an accurate reading." Janet was trying to take Jacks vitals.

"Where is he?" Jack demanded,

"I got him, Jack." Daniel had anticipated his friends, needs. "Hey JJ... look who's home."

"Hey guy." Jack seemed to breath easier, lying back. "JJ?" He glared at Daniel.

"Yeah as in Jack Jr." Daniel bounced the baby on his knee, making Jack Jr go "ahhhhhh", which seemed to please the tiny bundle, for he kept doing it.

"You have lost quite a bit of blood." Janet informed the Col.

"Let me guess." Jack snapped. "You need to take some MORE blood."

"He's a little cranky." Daniel advised Janet.

"I am not Daniel, and shut up."

Daniel retrieved the baby's pacifier that it had thrown at O'Neill. Daniel looked at the baby and nodded, "Yes you're right, he does need one, but we will get him his ow'pooh'...maybe with his initials on it.."

"What the hell is a 'pooh?'" Jack demanded scathingly.

Daniel ignored him, flying JJ around the room, making airplane noises.

"Daniel!!" Jack raised his head. "You're going to make him throw up! Cut it out!"

Janet pushed on Jacks shoulders. "Col stop moving, you're opening the wound."

"Well! Tell him to put that kid down! He needs a nap anyway."

"No, I'm ok, Jack. But thanks for your concern." Daniel said.

"I'm gonna get up and snap your geeky little neck!"

"Col...." Janet sighed. "Dr. Jackson, put that baby in the crib and get out."

"But we're playing." Daniel whined. "I've stopped the airplane thing, see. He's not hurling."

"I have a patient to tend to, and you are upsetting him....OUT!"
"Oh yeah, he's upsetting me!" Jack yelled at Daniel. "Space monkey!!!" Then he made a "snapping" gesture with his hands as if breaking a twig.

Daniel pushed his glasses up on his nose. "You know Jack, I really hate it when you get shot, you are a pain in the ass."

"Oh, I'm sorry Daniel..." Jack sarcasted. "I'll try next time real hard not to get shot. I hate it when you're upset."

"Oh well now see...he's just being sarcastic." Daniel explained the finer points of Jack O'Neill to the younger O'Neill.

Janet watched the exchange and finally yelled. "OUT!!!"

"Yeah?" Daniel nodded knowingly. "Well, he calls you a Napoleonic Power Monger."

Jack lifted dark eyes to the tattle-tailing Archeologist.

"Col...I'm a little disappointed in you." She reached for a very large needle. Jack shrank back into the bed. He thought he could take her if he had to, even in his present state. He hoped it wouldn't have to come to that.

Janet smiled sweetly at him, placing the needle into his IV line. "Good night Col."

It was the last thing he remembered for a very long time.