So just a warning, this one is a little gross. I'm hoping to be posting a chapter a month for this story this year, let's see how long I can keep that up for. Hope you like it.

It started off like any other team night. They'd all gathered at Jack's house and ordered pizza and then sat down to watch a movie while drinking beer, or in Teal'c's case, soda.

They'd messed around and then suddenly Daniel had gotten to his feet and rushed out of the room. The three remaining members of SG1 had watched him go in shock and then Jack and Sam had started laughing when they heard the door to the downstairs washroom open and then slam shut.

"Someone can't hold their alcohol," Jack called after Daniel.

He and Sam had kept laughing for a short while before returning their attention to the movie that was still playing. When Daniel didn't reappear after a quarter of an hour however Jack paused the movie.

"We should probably check on him," he said, "He doesn't normally take this long. He might have hit his head or something, and I don't think Hammond would appreciate it if he was out of commission."

Both Teal'c and Sam nodded but neither made any move to get to their feet. Jack raised an eyebrow at them but both of them just stared back.

"It is your house, O'Neill," Teal'c pointed out.

Sam just raised her beer to her lips and took another drink while staring at Jack, daring him to order her to go and check on Daniel.

He knew he couldn't order her to do that, they were off duty after all, and he also knew that there was no way he'd talk Teal'c into checking so he sighed and got to his feet.

"Right," he muttered, "Guess I'll go then."

"Have fun, sir," Sam called after him as he left the room.

Jack glared at her over his shoulder. She just smiled in response and took another drink.

Jack walked down the hall and then knocked on the door to the bathroom. "You ok in there Daniel?" he called.

His question was met by silence. "Daniel?" Jack called again, knocking again, harder this time.

"I'm not feeling so good," Daniel called back, his voice weak.

"You really need to get better at holding your alcohol Daniel," Jack said.

"I don't think it's the alcohol Jack," was Daniel's weak reply.

Jack frowned. "I'm coming in Daniel," he said.

"No Jack, don't," Daniel called out, but it was too late, Jack had already opened the door.

"Oh god," Jack said as he breathed in and smelt the single worst thing he had ever smelt. Trying to breathe as little as possible, and blinking vigorously to clear his watering eyes, Jack looked around the room and saw that Daniel was curled up in a ball, clutching at his stomach, in front of the toilet.

"Daniel," Jack said, "Are you…"

"Go away Jack," Daniel groaned.

"I'll go get some meds," Jack told him, "I might have something to help."

Daniel just groaned and then staggered to his feet. Knowing what was coming next Jack hastily backed out the door and shut it, then did his best to block his ears to the noises that were now coming out of the room.

As he turned to head back to the front room, to let Sam and Teal'c know that something was wrong with Daniel when he suddenly saw Sam's blonde form sprinting from the room and up the stairs. He watched her go in quiet surprise then heard the bathroom door upstairs open and then slam shut, just like Daniel had done with the downstairs washroom earlier.

"Crap," Jack muttered under his breath. He'd eaten and drank all the same things as Sam and Daniel in the last few days and he had a horrible feeling that he was hearing his future right now.

He went up the stairs and then stopped at the bathroom door.

"Carter?" he called softly, knocking on the door, "I need to get to the medicine cabinet. Can I come in?"

"Ugh," was all the response he got from Sam.

He opened the door, this time already holding his breath as he knew what to expect and stuck his head around, his eyes fixed on the floor. "You decent Carter?"

"Yes," came Sam's weak reply.

Jack looked up and saw that she, like Daniel, was curled up in a ball.

Jack stepped around her and reached up above the sink and pulled the door to the medicine cabinet open. After searching through everything there he cursed.

"What's wrong sir?" Sam asked.

"I thought I had some meds," he explained. He crouched down in front of Sam and gently brushed her hair out of her eyes. She didn't look quite as bad as Daniel had, but Jack had a horrible feeling that it was only a matter of time. "I'll be back as soon as I find something ok."

Sam nodded and then groaned. "Move," she growled.

Jack sprang back as Sam sat up and puked into the toilet. He placed his hand on the small of her back and rubbed small circles.

"I'll be back with some water in a second ok," he told her once she'd finished making heaving noises.

Sam just nodded in response, her head still over the toilet bowl.

Jack got to his feet and left the room. He hurried down to the sitting room and found Teal'c sitting there.

"I have a feeling we've all eaten something that isn't agreeing with Carter and Daniel," he explained as he rushed past him and pulled out three glasses from the kitchen cupboard, "And if they're this ill I don't think it's going to be long before I go down too."

Teal'c followed him as Jack quickly filled the three glasses. "I'm expecting you to be fine," Jack told him, "What with junior and all." Teal'c nodded in agreement. "So I need you to keep an eye on Daniel for me please. I'll deal with Carter."

"What about if you get too sick for the O'Neill?" Teal'c asked him.

"I'm hoping I won't have it as bad," Jack admitted, "My digestion is a lot more robust than theirs after all I've had to eat over the years on various missions." Teal'c nodded in understanding. "But I don't have any meds in so I'm going to try and get that sorted. Can you take this to Daniel?" He handed Teal'c one of the glasses. "Just be warned, the smell isn't great."

"I am sure I will cope, O'Neill," Teal'c said.

Jack just nodded and then grabbed both of the remaining glasses and made his way upstairs. He let himself back into the bathroom and put one beside where Sam was still hunched over the toilet. She gave him a weak smile as she took it and used it to swill her mouth out. Jack left the second glass for her as well before he left the room and went and grabbed his phone.

They had a regular pizza delivery guy who Jack knew well so he rang the guy's number. After promising the young man a hundred dollars he agreed to go to the drug store and buy as many meds as he could find on his next run and then get them over to the house.

Jack hung up and then frowned as he felt his insides start to crawl. He just made it to the toilet in his ensuite in time.

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A few hours later Teal'c went round the house and checked on his teammates. Daniel had made a nest of sorts on the floor of the downstairs toilet and was currently asleep. He had multiple bottles of both water and medications around him and was looking better, but Teal'c knew that he was still weak. In a move that most would have found completely out of character for him, he reached down and pulled the blanket up more tightly around Daniel's shoulders, tucking the archaeologist in more, to make sure that he stayed warm.

After making sure that his glass of water was full Teal'c made his way up to where Sam and Jack were. In a move that might be considered very improper if the wrong people learned of it, Jack and Sam were both lying on Jack's bed, wrapped up in his duvet. Teal'c knew that most people would see that as something more than it was, but the two of them being close was actually helping them. Plus, they were within stumbling distance of Jack's ensuite should they need it.

Sam had been lying on the floor of the bathroom, but Jack had spent so much time and effort checking on her that Teal'c had made the decision to pick her up and carry her to Jack's bed, where he was trying to force Jack to stay. The two of them hadn't said anything, although they both had been shocked by Teal'c's move, but they had laid down and had both fallen into a relatively peaceful sleep.

Teal'c made sure that both of their glasses were also full and then headed back down to the front room, he needed to make sure that he was within hearing range of Daniel in case he needed anything, Sam and Jack had each other after all. Once he sat back down he reached for the phone and dialled General Hammonds number. Even though it was late Hammond picked up after only a few rings.

"George Hammond speaking."

"Good evening GeneralHammond," Teal'c responded formally.

"Teal'c," Hammond greeted, "What can I do for you this evening? I thought you and the rest of SG1 were having a team night at the Colonel's house."

"Indeed," Teal'c said, "But there has been a development that you should be aware of."

"Oh?" Hammond questioned, not really sure where this was going.

"O'Neill, MajorCarter, and DoctorJackson are currently indisposed," Teal'c said, "And I do not believe they will be making it back onto the base for at least a few days."

"Teal'c," Hammond said, "I don't care how hungover they are, they need to be in tomorrow."

"They are not drunk GeneralHammond," Teal'c informed him.

"Then what's wrong Teal'c?"

"They are all very unwell," Teal'c informed him, "And have spent much of the evening on the toilet." Hammond stayed quiet and Teal'c continued. "DoctorJackson said at one point that he had something called the runs." Hammond suddenly laughed. "I do not understand what is funny GeneralHammond," Teal'c told him.

"Nothing Teal'c," George was quick to say. There was a moment of silence before Hammond continued to speak. "Keep an eye on them please Teal'c," he instructed, "And if they are not feeling any better in the morning please let me know, and I'll send a doctor over to take a look at them."

"Of course GeneralHammond," Teal'c responded.

"Good night Teal'c."

"Good night GeneralHammond."