TITLE: Can't get you out of my head
AUTHOR: caz
EMAIL: cazgobbyhotmail.com
SPOILERS: Meridian is the main one but it relates to a lot other episodes as well.
SEASON/ SEQUEL: It's set kinda a few months after meridian so... no Daniel (but no Jonas yet)
RATING: PG (to be on the safe side)
SUMMARY: Yet more Tok'ra technology, what could possibly go wrong this time?
AUTHOR'S NOTES: you just knew it wasn't going to be plain sailing, where would be the fun in that?
"So basically the planet is more cracked than Maybourne."
"Thank you Colonel." Hammond turned to look at the two other members of SG1 and Anise. They were in the briefing room having a DEbriefing, the irony of which never failed to amuse Hammond. "So there is no chance of using the mines to retrieve the naquata?"
"It would be possible sir, but it would be dangerous, and to be quite honest, the concentrations are not great enough to warrant the risk."
"Ok Major. Were there any problems with the devices?" Jack and Sam looked at each other.
'Apart from the fact that its hard to control your temper in you thoughts.'
'And the fact that it's hard to stop thinking about the things you normally think about.'
'What do you normally think about sir?' Jack looked at the table then at Hammond and replied.
"No problems sir."
"Good. Then go to the infirmary to have them removed. Anise if you would accompany them and then bring the devices to my office."
'You know I really hate this place!'
'Why?'
'All that poking and prodding.'
'Janet's saved our lives thousands of times.'
'Hey, don't get me wrong, ole' Doc Fraser is damn good at her job but I just really hate Doctors.'
'Oh really? That's twice today you've thought that. Are you trying to tell me something.'
'No. You're not like a doctor anyways Carter. You're just one of the guys.'
'Great! So first you tell me you hate me and then you call me a man!'
'Carter... I...'
'Jus' keep diggin' sir!' A huge grin spread across her face as she sat next to Jack on a gurney. He looked sheepishly at the floor and she looked down at him.
'Dammit! Why do I always say the wrong thing in front of her?'
'Erm... sir...'
'What? Oh... its hard enough trying to stop myself saying stupid things and thinking stupid things without you picking up on things that I didn't mean you to!'
'Sorry sir.'
'How do you mange it?'
'What?'
'Not thinking things you don't want me to know about?'
'Maybe I'm just an honest person with nothing to hide.'
'Oh c'mon Carter! You must have some dream or fantasy or something that's too personal or too embarrassing for me to find out.'
Suddenly images flashed into Jack's mind, like memories or daydreams, only these weren't his, they were Sam's. He saw Sam stood in a beautiful white dress, holding a bouquet of white roses stood next to a man in a black suit, Jack didn't see his face. The image changed to Sam holing the Nobel Prize, then faces, himself first (which surprised him), Orlin, Martouf, Nareem, some pimpley faced youth in a tux (obviously a prom date), and finally her mother. The mood had suddenly become more sombre.
'I guess you're right sir.'
'What do I say?' Just at the moment Dr Fraser walked in. Jack had never been so pleased to see her. Teal'c and Anise, who had been discussing the efforts at a Tok'ra and rebel Jaffa alliance looked up as she entered the room.
"Ok, let's get these devices off you then. You probably could have removed them yourselves if they are the same as the memory enhancing devices but General Hammond wanted to be sure that there would be no problems." Janet smiled as she pulled on her standard issue latex rubber gloves. "Who first?" She glanced at each in turn. For some reason they both seemed to be studying the floor intently.
"Me." Jack looked up as he spoke. 'At least I can't make things more uncomfortable.'
'Sir... its ok... I...'
"Are you ready?" Janet was stood, fingers poised, ready to pull the device of Jack's temple. Janet pulled, gently at first, but the device simply wouldn't budge. Janet tried pulling harder, and then she tried sliding it. Nothing happened. Janet stepped away looking flustered and confused. Jack looked at her with eyebrows raised in a curious expression. 'Did it work?' He cast his eyes to the position of the device on his head. 'No sir, it didn't.' Carters thought in his head was enough proof. He closed his eyes and sighed.
"Don't tell me, we've hit a problem with these WONDERFUL Tok'ra devices." His voice dripped with sarcasm.
"Sir... I can't seem to move the devices."
"Great! That's another fine mess you've gotten us into." He glared at Anise and Carter smiled.
'Would he be Laurel or Hardy?' Jack turned to look at Carter, his expression softened. Then he continued to glare menacingly at Anise. If looks could kill...
"I'm sorry Colonel, but this is not my fault. I had no way of..."
"Not your fault! Of course its your fault!" Jack was shouting now.
"Colonel!"
"O'Neill." Neither Janet nor Teal'c seemed to be able to calm him down, though Teal'c didn't really try as he thought that O'Neill had a point.
'Jack!'
'What?!'
'Stop shouting!'
'I'm not shout... oh... sorry.' Sam turned to look at Janet.
"I think we had better get General Hammond down here."
AUTHOR: caz
EMAIL: cazgobbyhotmail.com
SPOILERS: Meridian is the main one but it relates to a lot other episodes as well.
SEASON/ SEQUEL: It's set kinda a few months after meridian so... no Daniel (but no Jonas yet)
RATING: PG (to be on the safe side)
SUMMARY: Yet more Tok'ra technology, what could possibly go wrong this time?
AUTHOR'S NOTES: you just knew it wasn't going to be plain sailing, where would be the fun in that?
"So basically the planet is more cracked than Maybourne."
"Thank you Colonel." Hammond turned to look at the two other members of SG1 and Anise. They were in the briefing room having a DEbriefing, the irony of which never failed to amuse Hammond. "So there is no chance of using the mines to retrieve the naquata?"
"It would be possible sir, but it would be dangerous, and to be quite honest, the concentrations are not great enough to warrant the risk."
"Ok Major. Were there any problems with the devices?" Jack and Sam looked at each other.
'Apart from the fact that its hard to control your temper in you thoughts.'
'And the fact that it's hard to stop thinking about the things you normally think about.'
'What do you normally think about sir?' Jack looked at the table then at Hammond and replied.
"No problems sir."
"Good. Then go to the infirmary to have them removed. Anise if you would accompany them and then bring the devices to my office."
'You know I really hate this place!'
'Why?'
'All that poking and prodding.'
'Janet's saved our lives thousands of times.'
'Hey, don't get me wrong, ole' Doc Fraser is damn good at her job but I just really hate Doctors.'
'Oh really? That's twice today you've thought that. Are you trying to tell me something.'
'No. You're not like a doctor anyways Carter. You're just one of the guys.'
'Great! So first you tell me you hate me and then you call me a man!'
'Carter... I...'
'Jus' keep diggin' sir!' A huge grin spread across her face as she sat next to Jack on a gurney. He looked sheepishly at the floor and she looked down at him.
'Dammit! Why do I always say the wrong thing in front of her?'
'Erm... sir...'
'What? Oh... its hard enough trying to stop myself saying stupid things and thinking stupid things without you picking up on things that I didn't mean you to!'
'Sorry sir.'
'How do you mange it?'
'What?'
'Not thinking things you don't want me to know about?'
'Maybe I'm just an honest person with nothing to hide.'
'Oh c'mon Carter! You must have some dream or fantasy or something that's too personal or too embarrassing for me to find out.'
Suddenly images flashed into Jack's mind, like memories or daydreams, only these weren't his, they were Sam's. He saw Sam stood in a beautiful white dress, holding a bouquet of white roses stood next to a man in a black suit, Jack didn't see his face. The image changed to Sam holing the Nobel Prize, then faces, himself first (which surprised him), Orlin, Martouf, Nareem, some pimpley faced youth in a tux (obviously a prom date), and finally her mother. The mood had suddenly become more sombre.
'I guess you're right sir.'
'What do I say?' Just at the moment Dr Fraser walked in. Jack had never been so pleased to see her. Teal'c and Anise, who had been discussing the efforts at a Tok'ra and rebel Jaffa alliance looked up as she entered the room.
"Ok, let's get these devices off you then. You probably could have removed them yourselves if they are the same as the memory enhancing devices but General Hammond wanted to be sure that there would be no problems." Janet smiled as she pulled on her standard issue latex rubber gloves. "Who first?" She glanced at each in turn. For some reason they both seemed to be studying the floor intently.
"Me." Jack looked up as he spoke. 'At least I can't make things more uncomfortable.'
'Sir... its ok... I...'
"Are you ready?" Janet was stood, fingers poised, ready to pull the device of Jack's temple. Janet pulled, gently at first, but the device simply wouldn't budge. Janet tried pulling harder, and then she tried sliding it. Nothing happened. Janet stepped away looking flustered and confused. Jack looked at her with eyebrows raised in a curious expression. 'Did it work?' He cast his eyes to the position of the device on his head. 'No sir, it didn't.' Carters thought in his head was enough proof. He closed his eyes and sighed.
"Don't tell me, we've hit a problem with these WONDERFUL Tok'ra devices." His voice dripped with sarcasm.
"Sir... I can't seem to move the devices."
"Great! That's another fine mess you've gotten us into." He glared at Anise and Carter smiled.
'Would he be Laurel or Hardy?' Jack turned to look at Carter, his expression softened. Then he continued to glare menacingly at Anise. If looks could kill...
"I'm sorry Colonel, but this is not my fault. I had no way of..."
"Not your fault! Of course its your fault!" Jack was shouting now.
"Colonel!"
"O'Neill." Neither Janet nor Teal'c seemed to be able to calm him down, though Teal'c didn't really try as he thought that O'Neill had a point.
'Jack!'
'What?!'
'Stop shouting!'
'I'm not shout... oh... sorry.' Sam turned to look at Janet.
"I think we had better get General Hammond down here."