Author'sNotes: This is IT guys! I did it! *manic happy dance* Thank you so much
for all of your support and feedback this last (gasp) year. It really encouraged my
writing. Please let me know what you think!
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Imbroglio
Chapter 14
Thursday, 1600
Jack came careening around the corner and only missed running into one of the
nurses by mere inches. The nurse couldn't help but let out a startled gasp and drop
her medical instruments. The loud crash caused Janet to turn around from where
she, Teal'c and Jacob had gathered around Sam's bed.
"Colonel!" Janet chastised with a disapproving shake of her head. Oh she had a
pretty good idea why O'Neill was running, but did he have to scare her nurses in the
process?
"Sorry Doc." Jack said breathlessly as he pulled up next to Janet, Jacob and Teal'c.
"I just heard."
"Heard what Sir?" A raspy voice said from the bed beside him. Jack's face broke out
into a rare, full-blown grin.
"Heard that they finally got some red jello back in." Jack said attempting to sound
nonchalant as he casually tucked his hands into his pockets.
It didn't really work.
"I prefer blue myself Sir." Sam said smiling slightly as she focused her eyes on her
CO.
Jack continued to smile. "Welcome back major." Jack said hoping his team could
stay out of hospital beds in the foreseeable future; he only had a finite number of
hairs to turn gray!
"Good to be back Sir." Sam whispered hoarsely. Instantly her father was at her side
with ice chips. He carefully fed her a spoonful and Sam sighed audibly in content.
"Thanks Dad."
"Anytime Sammy." Jacob replied with emotion. This had been way too close for
comfort.
"Isn't it funny how good those darn things can taste?" Jack quipped.
"It is frozen water O'Neill." Teal'c answered tilting his head slightly to one side. "It
has very little taste."
Jack gave a short laugh. "Teal'c, you just haven't spent enough time under good
Doc Frasier's care." Teal'c raised an eyebrow in question.
"It's an infirmary thing Teal'c." Jack explained. "After being unconscious or injured,
almost nothing tastes better than Janet's damn ice chips."
"I'll take that as a compliment sir." Janet replied with a smile.
"How are you feeling Sam?" Jack asked seriously. If Sam had any doubt that her
injury had been serious, the use of her first name quickly shattered the illusion.
"All things considered Sir, pretty good." Sam closed her eyes briefly as she thought
about what had happened in the last couple of days. Suddenly they snapped back
open.
"Daniel!" Sam gasped as she tried to sit up. The menagerie of wires and electrodes
prevented her from getting very far. "I stabbed him!" Sam said wildly looking
around the infirmary. "Oh my god, I stabbed him!" In the background Sam's heart
monitor began to beep incessantly.
"Sam, you need to calm down." Janet said pushing Jack and Jacob out of the way
and quickly adding a sedative to Sam's IV. "Dr. Jackson is just fine." She said
soothingly.
"The Doc's right Carter," Jack said over Janet's head as he looked down upon his
distraught second. "Daniel's fine."
Sam stared up at him with wide, tear filled eyes and shook her head in disbelief. "I
remember it Sir." Sam whispered. "I remember all of it."
"Danny's recovering Sam." Jacob added taking a hold of his daughter's cool hand.
"I talked with him not even an hour ago."
"Really?" Sam hiccupped as she felt her body relaxing against her will. "He's ok?"
"He's fine Sam." Janet confirmed placing a hand on Sam's shoulder. "He received a
few stitches and needed a hearty treatment of antibiotics to fight infection, but he's
going to make a complete recovery."
"Really?" Sam said again as her eye lids drooped progressively lower. "I remember
the blood…"
"He's doing great Carter. I promise." Jack said truthfully as he watched his 2IC lose
her fight against sleep.
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Thursday, 2330
Sam's hand twitched slightly as she pulled herself out of a drugged sleep. She still
felt woozy and could now understand why the Colonel complained so much whenever
he had to spend much time in a hospital bed. Sam scarcely remembered her first
visit to the infirmary as she had been 'touched' at the time. And with Jolinar the
pain had been more psychological than physical. Having a symbiote die within you
did hurt, but it wasn't a pain that could be soothed away with narcotics.
"Carter?" Jack whispered noticing Sam's movement. "You awake?" He shifted
uncomfortably in the plastic chair and vowed to talk to Hammond about getting the
damn things padded.
"Getting there Sir." Sam whispered not quite ready to open her eyes.
"You know, I'd really believe you more if you would open your eyes." Jack said
reaching out and placing a hand gently on her arm.
"Slave driver." Sam whispered back as she carefully cracked first one and then her
other eye. "It's dark in here." Sam whispered as her eyes adjusted to the faint
light.
"It's nearly midnight." Jack answered in a normal tone of voice removing his hand.
"And you're the only one in here Carter, so you don't have to whisper."
"Oh." Sam refrained from commenting that it was the Colonel who had started this
whole whispering thing in the first place.
"How do you feel?" Jack asked as he held up a cup of water and offered the straw to
Sam.
"A little groggy, but better." Sam answered truthfully as she sipped several ounces
of water. "I don't think I'm a fan of Janet's drugs either Sir."
"Welcome to my world Carter." Jack chuckled. Sam smiled slightly and then
frowned as she remembered why she was here in the first place.
"Is Daniel really going to be all right Sir?" Sam asked softly looking down at the IV
attached to her hand. She couldn't believe she had hurt one of her closest friends.
"Swear to god Carter, Daniel's fine." Jack said honestly. "And if you still don't
believe me, you can see for yourself tomorrow when Janet moves you down the
hall."
"That'll be great Sir." Sam said yawning loudly. "How can I be tired?" She
exclaimed, clearly frustrated. "All I've done for the last couple of days is sleep!"
"Two words Carter," Jack replied holding up two fingers. "Brain." He said ticking off
the first finger. "Surgery." He said wiggling both fingers.
"Right." Sam said reaching up and touching her head. All she could feel was crisp
bandages. "I must look a mess." Sam said with a sigh. She wasn't a vain woman,
but she wasn't looking forward to being bald for the next 6 months either. Janet had
explained the injury, the resulting surgery and what Sam could expect in the
foreseeable future.
Jack looked at the pale woman lying on the hospital bed before him and shook his
head in wry amusement. "Carter, considering everything you have been through in
the last 48 hours, you look pretty damn amazing."
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Friday, 0930
"Hi Sam." Daniel said quietly from his bed as she was wheeled into the general
infirmary area. Both Dr. Fraiser and Dr. Warner had agreed that Sam was stable
enough to move out of the SGC's intensive care area.
"Daniel." Sam exclaimed with relief. Propped up on pillows, Daniel smiled as the
nurses arranged Sam's bed next to his own.
"Finally I get some company!" Daniel groused good-naturedly.
"What am I?" Jack muttered from the foot of Daniel's bed. "Chopped liver?"
"Jack- you hover. Sam here will be a fellow inmate in Janet's House 'O Pain."
"Very funny." Janet said from where she was adjusting Sam's IV. "You're just
cranky because you're not allowed caffeine yet." Janet was so busy hooking up
Sam's IVs and monitors that she missed the look passed between Jack and Daniel.
"How are you doing Daniel?" Sam asked apprehensively.
"I'm fine Sam." Daniel said truthfully. Sensing that Sam was still feeling guilty
about what happened, Daniel turned the conversation around. "How about you?
How's the head?"
"Good." Sam answered. "I seem to sleep a lot." She added sheepishly.
"Which is perfectly normal." Janet explained. 'Told You' Jack mouthed from Daniel's
bedside; Sam smiled.
"Actually, it's amazing that I feel as good as a I do considering everything that has
happened."
"It's the Carter genes." Jacob said from the doorway.
"Dad!"
"Hi Sammy." Jacob said walking to his daughter's side. "I just wanted to come and
make sure you're settled in before leaving."
"More Tok'ra spy stuff, Jacob?" Jack asked cheekily.
"Honey, I don't know how you can put up with a CO like that." Jacob muttered as he
leaned down to give her a kiss on the forehead.
"The Colonel grows on you Dad." Sam said giving her dad an awkward one-armed
hug. The profusion of wires and tubes attached to the right side of her body
prevented anything more.
"That's what I'm afraid of!" Jacob said with a laugh. "Daniel, you get better soon."
Jacob ordered. "And Jack.."
"Jacob?"
"Try keeping the kids out of trouble next time, ok?"
"Yeahsureyoubetcha."
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Tuesday, 1200
"Daniel, what's with the Colonel?" Sam asked as she picked at the unappetizing food
in front of her.
"What do you mean?" Daniel asked looking over the tops of his glasses. He had
waved away his lunch in hopes of catching up on some much needed work. After
hearing that Janet had taken the day off, Daniel had quickly sweet-talked a nurse
into allowing him access to a few books.
'Few' being open for interpretation.
Sam shook her head as she chuckled at Daniel's feeble attempts to hide some of his
books under the covers. "You know Janet is going to find out you skipped a meal."
Sam said as she watched Daniel scribble down something in a journal.
"Maybe." Daniel said as he quickly picked up a book and rifled through the contents
for a specific passage. "But I needed to get some work done." Not looking up at
Sam he continued, "I've been holed up here for way too long Sam!"
"Daniel, your fever spiked to 103 two nights ago!" Sam said patiently shaking her
head. She didn't like staying here any more than Daniel did, but at least she
recognized that it probably wasn't a good idea to rush on home after having a hole
drilled into your skull. "You caught a pretty serious infection and Janet just wants to
make sure the antibiotics are working before sending you home."
"Next time Sam," Daniel said looking up from his books and chuckling to himself.
"Sterilize your nail files before stabbing a person, ok?" As soon as the words were
out of his mouth, Daniel realized he had made a mistake.
Sam pushed away the table holding her food and looked down at her hands. "I am
so sorry Daniel."
"Ah Sam, don't." Daniel said reaching out and brushing his fingertips across Sam's
arm. "It wasn't your fault."
"Not consciously, no." Sam agreed not meeting Daniel's eyes. "But it was still my
actions that hurt you Daniel."
"Sam, look at me." Daniel urged wishing he were closer. There was just enough
room for them to push a table between them for a game of cards or chess.
Slowly Sam raised her head and looked at Daniel. "Sam, do you believe it was my
fault Sha're was kidnapped?"
"Of course not!" Sam said emphatically shaking her head.
"But I was the one who opened the Stargate." Daniel explained quietly. It was my
actions that resulted in both Sha're and Ska'ra's kidnappings. Daniel paused. "My
actions Sam," He said softly.
Sam brushed her hand across her eyes to wipe away a few stray tears. In her heart
she knew that Daniel was right, but it still hurt her to see her friend lying flushed and
injured next to her. She held out her hand and grasped Daniel's overheated one
gently.
"Thanks Daniel."
"So enough with the guilt!" Daniel said clearing his throat. "I think you had asked
me a question at some point..?"
"Yes." Sam said nodding her head. "Don't you think he's acting a little odd?"
"Jack? Odd?" Daniel said mockingly.
"You know what I mean." Sam said with a smile. "The Colonel comes in, visits for a
while and then scurries on off at odd times of the day on 'errands'."
"Jack can do errands." Daniel said uncomfortably. He knew exactly what Jack was
doing and wasn't quite sure he could keep it from Sam. Something Sam was very
quickly able to figure out.
"You know what he's doing!" Sam exclaimed watching Daniel fidget with his blanket.
"No, I don't." Daniel said too quickly.
"Daniel!" Sam said in her 'you're lying and I know it' tone of voice.
"It's Jack's call Sam." Daniel said giving up the attempt at secrecy. "If you want
him to tell you what he's doing, you'll have to ask him."
"Get the Colonel to fill me in on a secret?" Sam said shaking her head at the futility
of it. "I don't think he'll tell me Daniel." She looked at him expectedly.
"Oh no Sam!" Daniel said shaking his head. "If I tell, Jack will have me working out
with the marines for the next month." He shook his head emphatically. "It's not
going to happen."
"Oh come on Daniel." Sam cajoled.
"Nope." Daniel said adjusting his pillows and opening up the nearest book.
"Coward." Sam muttered sinking back to her bed in frustration. She hated
surprises.
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There *is* one more chapter, but I'm posting it immediately after this one!
for all of your support and feedback this last (gasp) year. It really encouraged my
writing. Please let me know what you think!
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Imbroglio
Chapter 14
Thursday, 1600
Jack came careening around the corner and only missed running into one of the
nurses by mere inches. The nurse couldn't help but let out a startled gasp and drop
her medical instruments. The loud crash caused Janet to turn around from where
she, Teal'c and Jacob had gathered around Sam's bed.
"Colonel!" Janet chastised with a disapproving shake of her head. Oh she had a
pretty good idea why O'Neill was running, but did he have to scare her nurses in the
process?
"Sorry Doc." Jack said breathlessly as he pulled up next to Janet, Jacob and Teal'c.
"I just heard."
"Heard what Sir?" A raspy voice said from the bed beside him. Jack's face broke out
into a rare, full-blown grin.
"Heard that they finally got some red jello back in." Jack said attempting to sound
nonchalant as he casually tucked his hands into his pockets.
It didn't really work.
"I prefer blue myself Sir." Sam said smiling slightly as she focused her eyes on her
CO.
Jack continued to smile. "Welcome back major." Jack said hoping his team could
stay out of hospital beds in the foreseeable future; he only had a finite number of
hairs to turn gray!
"Good to be back Sir." Sam whispered hoarsely. Instantly her father was at her side
with ice chips. He carefully fed her a spoonful and Sam sighed audibly in content.
"Thanks Dad."
"Anytime Sammy." Jacob replied with emotion. This had been way too close for
comfort.
"Isn't it funny how good those darn things can taste?" Jack quipped.
"It is frozen water O'Neill." Teal'c answered tilting his head slightly to one side. "It
has very little taste."
Jack gave a short laugh. "Teal'c, you just haven't spent enough time under good
Doc Frasier's care." Teal'c raised an eyebrow in question.
"It's an infirmary thing Teal'c." Jack explained. "After being unconscious or injured,
almost nothing tastes better than Janet's damn ice chips."
"I'll take that as a compliment sir." Janet replied with a smile.
"How are you feeling Sam?" Jack asked seriously. If Sam had any doubt that her
injury had been serious, the use of her first name quickly shattered the illusion.
"All things considered Sir, pretty good." Sam closed her eyes briefly as she thought
about what had happened in the last couple of days. Suddenly they snapped back
open.
"Daniel!" Sam gasped as she tried to sit up. The menagerie of wires and electrodes
prevented her from getting very far. "I stabbed him!" Sam said wildly looking
around the infirmary. "Oh my god, I stabbed him!" In the background Sam's heart
monitor began to beep incessantly.
"Sam, you need to calm down." Janet said pushing Jack and Jacob out of the way
and quickly adding a sedative to Sam's IV. "Dr. Jackson is just fine." She said
soothingly.
"The Doc's right Carter," Jack said over Janet's head as he looked down upon his
distraught second. "Daniel's fine."
Sam stared up at him with wide, tear filled eyes and shook her head in disbelief. "I
remember it Sir." Sam whispered. "I remember all of it."
"Danny's recovering Sam." Jacob added taking a hold of his daughter's cool hand.
"I talked with him not even an hour ago."
"Really?" Sam hiccupped as she felt her body relaxing against her will. "He's ok?"
"He's fine Sam." Janet confirmed placing a hand on Sam's shoulder. "He received a
few stitches and needed a hearty treatment of antibiotics to fight infection, but he's
going to make a complete recovery."
"Really?" Sam said again as her eye lids drooped progressively lower. "I remember
the blood…"
"He's doing great Carter. I promise." Jack said truthfully as he watched his 2IC lose
her fight against sleep.
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Thursday, 2330
Sam's hand twitched slightly as she pulled herself out of a drugged sleep. She still
felt woozy and could now understand why the Colonel complained so much whenever
he had to spend much time in a hospital bed. Sam scarcely remembered her first
visit to the infirmary as she had been 'touched' at the time. And with Jolinar the
pain had been more psychological than physical. Having a symbiote die within you
did hurt, but it wasn't a pain that could be soothed away with narcotics.
"Carter?" Jack whispered noticing Sam's movement. "You awake?" He shifted
uncomfortably in the plastic chair and vowed to talk to Hammond about getting the
damn things padded.
"Getting there Sir." Sam whispered not quite ready to open her eyes.
"You know, I'd really believe you more if you would open your eyes." Jack said
reaching out and placing a hand gently on her arm.
"Slave driver." Sam whispered back as she carefully cracked first one and then her
other eye. "It's dark in here." Sam whispered as her eyes adjusted to the faint
light.
"It's nearly midnight." Jack answered in a normal tone of voice removing his hand.
"And you're the only one in here Carter, so you don't have to whisper."
"Oh." Sam refrained from commenting that it was the Colonel who had started this
whole whispering thing in the first place.
"How do you feel?" Jack asked as he held up a cup of water and offered the straw to
Sam.
"A little groggy, but better." Sam answered truthfully as she sipped several ounces
of water. "I don't think I'm a fan of Janet's drugs either Sir."
"Welcome to my world Carter." Jack chuckled. Sam smiled slightly and then
frowned as she remembered why she was here in the first place.
"Is Daniel really going to be all right Sir?" Sam asked softly looking down at the IV
attached to her hand. She couldn't believe she had hurt one of her closest friends.
"Swear to god Carter, Daniel's fine." Jack said honestly. "And if you still don't
believe me, you can see for yourself tomorrow when Janet moves you down the
hall."
"That'll be great Sir." Sam said yawning loudly. "How can I be tired?" She
exclaimed, clearly frustrated. "All I've done for the last couple of days is sleep!"
"Two words Carter," Jack replied holding up two fingers. "Brain." He said ticking off
the first finger. "Surgery." He said wiggling both fingers.
"Right." Sam said reaching up and touching her head. All she could feel was crisp
bandages. "I must look a mess." Sam said with a sigh. She wasn't a vain woman,
but she wasn't looking forward to being bald for the next 6 months either. Janet had
explained the injury, the resulting surgery and what Sam could expect in the
foreseeable future.
Jack looked at the pale woman lying on the hospital bed before him and shook his
head in wry amusement. "Carter, considering everything you have been through in
the last 48 hours, you look pretty damn amazing."
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Friday, 0930
"Hi Sam." Daniel said quietly from his bed as she was wheeled into the general
infirmary area. Both Dr. Fraiser and Dr. Warner had agreed that Sam was stable
enough to move out of the SGC's intensive care area.
"Daniel." Sam exclaimed with relief. Propped up on pillows, Daniel smiled as the
nurses arranged Sam's bed next to his own.
"Finally I get some company!" Daniel groused good-naturedly.
"What am I?" Jack muttered from the foot of Daniel's bed. "Chopped liver?"
"Jack- you hover. Sam here will be a fellow inmate in Janet's House 'O Pain."
"Very funny." Janet said from where she was adjusting Sam's IV. "You're just
cranky because you're not allowed caffeine yet." Janet was so busy hooking up
Sam's IVs and monitors that she missed the look passed between Jack and Daniel.
"How are you doing Daniel?" Sam asked apprehensively.
"I'm fine Sam." Daniel said truthfully. Sensing that Sam was still feeling guilty
about what happened, Daniel turned the conversation around. "How about you?
How's the head?"
"Good." Sam answered. "I seem to sleep a lot." She added sheepishly.
"Which is perfectly normal." Janet explained. 'Told You' Jack mouthed from Daniel's
bedside; Sam smiled.
"Actually, it's amazing that I feel as good as a I do considering everything that has
happened."
"It's the Carter genes." Jacob said from the doorway.
"Dad!"
"Hi Sammy." Jacob said walking to his daughter's side. "I just wanted to come and
make sure you're settled in before leaving."
"More Tok'ra spy stuff, Jacob?" Jack asked cheekily.
"Honey, I don't know how you can put up with a CO like that." Jacob muttered as he
leaned down to give her a kiss on the forehead.
"The Colonel grows on you Dad." Sam said giving her dad an awkward one-armed
hug. The profusion of wires and tubes attached to the right side of her body
prevented anything more.
"That's what I'm afraid of!" Jacob said with a laugh. "Daniel, you get better soon."
Jacob ordered. "And Jack.."
"Jacob?"
"Try keeping the kids out of trouble next time, ok?"
"Yeahsureyoubetcha."
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Tuesday, 1200
"Daniel, what's with the Colonel?" Sam asked as she picked at the unappetizing food
in front of her.
"What do you mean?" Daniel asked looking over the tops of his glasses. He had
waved away his lunch in hopes of catching up on some much needed work. After
hearing that Janet had taken the day off, Daniel had quickly sweet-talked a nurse
into allowing him access to a few books.
'Few' being open for interpretation.
Sam shook her head as she chuckled at Daniel's feeble attempts to hide some of his
books under the covers. "You know Janet is going to find out you skipped a meal."
Sam said as she watched Daniel scribble down something in a journal.
"Maybe." Daniel said as he quickly picked up a book and rifled through the contents
for a specific passage. "But I needed to get some work done." Not looking up at
Sam he continued, "I've been holed up here for way too long Sam!"
"Daniel, your fever spiked to 103 two nights ago!" Sam said patiently shaking her
head. She didn't like staying here any more than Daniel did, but at least she
recognized that it probably wasn't a good idea to rush on home after having a hole
drilled into your skull. "You caught a pretty serious infection and Janet just wants to
make sure the antibiotics are working before sending you home."
"Next time Sam," Daniel said looking up from his books and chuckling to himself.
"Sterilize your nail files before stabbing a person, ok?" As soon as the words were
out of his mouth, Daniel realized he had made a mistake.
Sam pushed away the table holding her food and looked down at her hands. "I am
so sorry Daniel."
"Ah Sam, don't." Daniel said reaching out and brushing his fingertips across Sam's
arm. "It wasn't your fault."
"Not consciously, no." Sam agreed not meeting Daniel's eyes. "But it was still my
actions that hurt you Daniel."
"Sam, look at me." Daniel urged wishing he were closer. There was just enough
room for them to push a table between them for a game of cards or chess.
Slowly Sam raised her head and looked at Daniel. "Sam, do you believe it was my
fault Sha're was kidnapped?"
"Of course not!" Sam said emphatically shaking her head.
"But I was the one who opened the Stargate." Daniel explained quietly. It was my
actions that resulted in both Sha're and Ska'ra's kidnappings. Daniel paused. "My
actions Sam," He said softly.
Sam brushed her hand across her eyes to wipe away a few stray tears. In her heart
she knew that Daniel was right, but it still hurt her to see her friend lying flushed and
injured next to her. She held out her hand and grasped Daniel's overheated one
gently.
"Thanks Daniel."
"So enough with the guilt!" Daniel said clearing his throat. "I think you had asked
me a question at some point..?"
"Yes." Sam said nodding her head. "Don't you think he's acting a little odd?"
"Jack? Odd?" Daniel said mockingly.
"You know what I mean." Sam said with a smile. "The Colonel comes in, visits for a
while and then scurries on off at odd times of the day on 'errands'."
"Jack can do errands." Daniel said uncomfortably. He knew exactly what Jack was
doing and wasn't quite sure he could keep it from Sam. Something Sam was very
quickly able to figure out.
"You know what he's doing!" Sam exclaimed watching Daniel fidget with his blanket.
"No, I don't." Daniel said too quickly.
"Daniel!" Sam said in her 'you're lying and I know it' tone of voice.
"It's Jack's call Sam." Daniel said giving up the attempt at secrecy. "If you want
him to tell you what he's doing, you'll have to ask him."
"Get the Colonel to fill me in on a secret?" Sam said shaking her head at the futility
of it. "I don't think he'll tell me Daniel." She looked at him expectedly.
"Oh no Sam!" Daniel said shaking his head. "If I tell, Jack will have me working out
with the marines for the next month." He shook his head emphatically. "It's not
going to happen."
"Oh come on Daniel." Sam cajoled.
"Nope." Daniel said adjusting his pillows and opening up the nearest book.
"Coward." Sam muttered sinking back to her bed in frustration. She hated
surprises.
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There *is* one more chapter, but I'm posting it immediately after this one!