This is the second time I've tried doing a story as a tag for A Hundred Days and I'm pretty pleased with the results this time.

I hope you like it :D

Once they had gotten back from Edora Jack had only seen the rest of his team briefly before the nurses had whisked him away to one of the private infirmary rooms so he could be checked over after spending a hundred days stranded on the planet. He'd been told to strip and out on a hospital gown before he had been left to his own devices.

It wasn't until a half hour later that Janet came into the room. She placed a pile of folded clothes on the end of the bed and said, "These are for you to change into once I've finished your examination."

She was being blunt Jack noted, blunter than she normally was with him, but before he could ask what was wrong she had started on the exam . When she had finished with that he opened his mouth to speak but she jabbed a needle into his arm and took some blood samples. He opened his mouth to ask why she was in such a bad mood with him but didn't get the chance before she said, "I going to go and get the blood tested now Colonel. I'll come back with the results as soon as I get them. Until then you are to stay here. I'll have an air man bring you some food."

She left, shutting the door maybe a little harder than normal. Jack stood in shock for a moment, he had been gone for three months and Janet hadn't even said hello.

After he had changed into the clothes that Janet had left he lay on the bed and put his hands behind his head. He stared at the ceiling for ten minute before the door opened once more and an air man brought in a tray of food. "Doctor Fraiser told me to bring you this sir," the young man said, putting the tray on the table at the end of the bed.

"Thank you air man," Jack said, sitting up.

The man nodded and saluted before leaving, shutting the door once more.

Once he had finished eating, taking his time when it came to the cake, savouring every bite, he lay back down and continued with his study of the ceiling.

He was dozing when Janet came back in. He sat up and asked, "What's the diagnosis doc?"

"You're blood is clear of any infections or parasites. As soon as I've given you this," she held up a syringe, "You can go."

Jack nodded and began to roll up his sleeve but Janet shook her head, "No Colonel."

He sighed but turned and loosened his trousers.

"Hey," he exclaimed as she jabbed him with the needle, "What the hell is wrong with you doc? I know I annoy you but you've never tried to stick a needle the whole way through me."

"What is wrong with me?" Janet said waspishly as she pulled the needle out. "What is wrong with me is that your second is at home on bed rest because she ran herself into the ground getting you home, only to find that you'd given up."

"Huh," Jack said, not understanding what the hell was going on.

"Sam rewrote the laws of physics when she built the machine they used to burrow through the rock covering the Stargate. In the three months you were gone she slept for maybe ten hours a week and only when someone forced her to, the same when it came to eating. She basically killed herself to get you home and then you walk off when she's talking and haven't even said so much as a thank you."

Jack looked at her in shock. "I didn't know," he said eventually.

Janet shook her head, "I'm sorry sir; I shouldn't have spoken to you like that."

Jack rested his hand on her arm, "No, you should have."

They were silent for a few moments before Jack said, "Am I alright to leave the mountain doc?"

"Yes," Janet said, "But if anything feels strange you'll need to come back in."

Jack nodded and stood. "Thanks doc." She nodded and he left, heading for the locker room before heading up to the surface and towards his truck. It was in a different place to where he had left it so he guessed that someone had made sure that it was kept in working order while he was 'away'. The truck started first time and he pulled away. Once he was through security he turned his truck towards Sam's house.

As he drove he thought about when Janet had told him. He had really had no idea but that explained the looks on his teams face, especially Sam's, when he had turned and gone back to Laira, and why the three of them had been so quiet on the way back to the gate. He felt like a jerk as he pulled up in front of Sam's house. He paused for a moment, wondering if this was a good idea since she could well be asleep. But then he shook his head, this needed to be done sooner rather than later and not on base where he knew Sam would be polite at all costs since he was her commanding officer. He got out of the truck and headed up the path. He knocked sharply on the door before he could talk himself out of it.

He waited but when he didn't hear any sign of movement on the other side of the door he moved to the sitting room window and peered in. "Hey," he shouted, banging on the window when he saw a crumpled heap in front of the sofa.

The heap moved slightly as Jack quickly got back to the door and pulled out his keys. He slid the key that Sam had given him when, as a team, they had decided to swap keys in case of emergencies.

He left the door open as he sprinted into the sitting room before dropping to his knees beside Sam. He took a hold of her shoulder and shook her while saying in a loud voice, "Come on Carter; wake up."

He heard her groan and stopped shaking her as she began to move her legs out from underneath her. "Ugh," she said, still not opening her eyes, "What happened?"

Jack saw the blankets and pillow on the sofa and took note of the TV, which was on, before answering, "At a guess I'd say you fell asleep in front of the TV and then rolled of the sofa."

"Oh." She opened her eyes and after blinking a few times started and said, "What are you doing here sir?"

"I came to say thank you," he said, pulling her off the floor and then manoeuvring them both to sit on the sofa. "The doc told me what you did."

Sam looked away and Jack knew he had really made a mess of this. "When you came to get me," he said slowly, "I was in shock, that's all. I hadn't expected to ever see you, any of you, again."

"We would have never given up on you," Sam mumbled.

Jack reached across and squeezed her hand. When she didn't pull away and squeezed back he continued. "I didn't give up Sam, not completely; a small part of me knew that you would find a way to get me home, but then Laira wanted me to move on, to become a part of the community." He felt her stiffen slightly but continued anyway, "I only gave my kit up the day came through, that was how sure I was that somehow you were going to get me home."

They sat in silence for a few minutes before Jack spoke again, "I should go. You're meant to be asleep." He stopped and gently turned Sam's face so he could look in her eyes. When her eyes flickered to his he said, "Promise me something Carter. If something like this happens again I want you to take care of yourself, I want you to sleep properly and eat enough, without being forced. I don't want you to run yourself into the ground getting me home and then not be able to function properly and get put on bed rest by the doc."

He stopped once more and Sam nodded. He smiled and said, "Thank you Carter."

He stood and made to go but stopped when he heard Sam say quietly, "Will you stay sir? I know I'll sleep better if you're here." He turned back to look at the sofa and saw that Sam was studying her hands as she spoke. He also knew that she would only have asked him to stay if she really did need help to sleep. Sam obviously took his silence as a no and said, "I mean I'd understand if you just wanted to get home."

He took a step back, towards the front door and, after pulling his keys out of the lock, he shut it. He put his keys on the table by the door and pulled off his boots and jacket before walking back to the sofa and sitting down. Sam smiled and gave a mumbled, "Thank you," before she passed him the remote and pulled the blanket up and around her shoulders. She curled her legs under herself and laid her head on the arm of the chair. As she moved around in an attempt to get comfortable her picked up her feet and placed them on his legs. Sam stilled but then gave him a smile before shutting her eyes and going straight off to dream land.

Jack smiled; although he knew they wouldn't speak of this again he knew that they were going to be fine.