Title: Seven Days, The Epilogue
Author: dcChic
Email: dietcokechic@hotmail.com
Category: J/S, Humor, Recovery
Spoilers: Only my story so far. (The Mis-Adventures of Jack and Sam)
Season: 4th Season
Summary: Jack and Sam and Daniel's recovery from last week's events.
Author's Notes: My sincerest apologies for taking this long to update. On the plus side I must have "imagined" 3 or 4 whole new stories to write while on my long trip. Plus now I know how this one is going to end. insert very devious grin I do believe I will write TWO separate endings- one for all those who are dying for Jack and Sam to get together (in an "in- character" sorta way) and the other where they decide to remain on their respective sides of the fence
But that's a few chapters away. We have Jack's wet shoes to worry about. g
And a hearty thank you goes out to Kath who always makes sure I dot my i's and cross my t's.
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Part 6
"Geesh Jack, what took you so long?" Daniel asked as Jack walked through the infirmary doors.
"Sorry." Jack said offering no reason why he was delayed.
"Jack? " Daniel asked looking down at Jack's feet.
"Yeah?" Jack said slightly distracted as he wandered around the infirmary picking up medical instruments and setting them back down.
"Why are your shoes wet?"
"Hmmm?" Jack asked nonchalantly looking up as he stuck his hands in his pockets.
"Your shoes Jack," Daniel said pointing. "Why are they wet?"
"Must have stepped in some water while in the locker-room." Jack said staring straight at Daniel, nearly daring him to ask for details.
Daniel just stared back. Something was up with Jack but he wasn't in the mood for guessing games so he decided to just let this one lie. Maybe he'd recruit Sam for a little assistance in the Mystery of the Wet Shoes later on.
Dropping his defiant gaze Jack took a closer look around the room.
"Daniel? Where the heck IS everyone?"
"Well, while you were busy getting your feet wet I took a little tour of the base. Tuesday mornings at 6:30 am are not usually a super busy time but today the base seems to be only lightly manned."
Jack frowned at the news. The military part of him wanted to know what the hell was going on and where the hell everyone was. But the on-leave part of him just wanted to grab Carter and go.
"I guess I should try and find out what happened." Jack said grudgingly.
Daniel nodded. A USAF Colonel could ask a lot more questions than a civilian.
"While you're at it Jack, see if you can find out what happened to Sam. It looks like she slept in the bed here in the infirmary but outside of some nasty looking IV needles- I can't find her."
"I'm sure Carter is fine Daniel. I'll be right back."
Daniel stared quixotically at his departing friend. It was very unlike Jack not to be worried about a team-member. Especially Sam. Daniel sighed and sat down in a chair to wait.
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Jack headed to the control room and breathed a sigh of relief when he found Sgt. Siler manning the Stargate.
"Good morning Sergeant!" Jack said cheerfully.
Siler nearly fell out of his chair as Jack entered the room. He had just sent the last of the technicians needed off world and wasn't expecting to see anyone for a while.
"Colonel O'Neill! It's a surprise to see you Sir. "
"I can see that." Jack said wryly as the Sergeant hastily rearranged some papers he had knocked to the floor. "So where is everyone?"
"P3X-909. And it isn't everyone Sir, it just appears like that right now. At 0300 this morning we got a distress call from a research team on the planet. It seems that one of their members had come down with a sickness and it was rapidly spreading to the native peoples. We sent nearly all of the on-staff medical personnel soon thereafter. About an hour ago I heard back from them and was told to send some more people through this time with quarantine materials. It seems we need to quarantine our people from the Lathoians."
"The folks who like to wear all the feathers?"
"That's them Sir."
"How serious?" Jack asked concerned. And where was General Hammond??
"We seem to have everything under control Sir. According to Dr. Wallace, basic antibiotics seem to help the locals tremendously. Now we just need to cure our own boys and bring everyone home safe and sound. "
"And the General?"
"He should be in within the hour. Seems his daughter decided to have another baby last night." Siler said with a grin.
"I thought she was getting pretty close!" Jack said with a smile. Satisfied that everything was under control he headed back to the infirmary.
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Jack nearly collided with Sam as he rounded the corner of the infirmary. She had successfully rinsed her hair and was now dressed in loose grey sweatpants and a long sleeve button down shirt. Her feet were still bare and her hair damp.
"Hey Carter." Jack said with a small smile.
"Sir." Sam acknowledged with a small head nod. "Daniel was just telling me that you guys are here to spring me for the day."
"Yup. Grab your boots and mittens 'cause it's a little nippy out."
"What about Janet?" Sam asked a little worried.
"She's not invited."
"Colonel!"
"Don't worry Carter, I'll leave a note."
Sam was pretty certain one of them would be in serious trouble by the time the day was over but she was itching to leave base and knew she wasn't strong enough to do so alone. Sighing she sat down on a chair and reached for her boots, only to gasp audibly at the motion.
"Sam, are you ok?" Daniel asked concerned. Both he and Jack quickly moved to Sam's side.
Sam released a shaky breath. "I'm fine guys, I just moved too fast."
"Uh huh." Jack said unconvinced. "Pain meds?"
"No really Sir, I'm all right." Neither one of them looked like they believed her.
"Tough crowd." Sam muttered under her breath. "Fine! If you must know, I can't really bend down right now and that means lacing up my boots is a bit out of my league at the moment." Sam was noticeably blushing, embarrassed at having to rely on her friends for something as insanely simple as tying her shoes!
"You got the right one Daniel?"
"Yep." Daniel said holding up aforementioned boot. "Geesh Sam, your boots are nearly as large as mine!"
"Well you DO only have a couple inches on me Daniel." Sam said matter-of- factly.
"Worry not Carter, your feet are nowhere near as large as mine." Now it was Jack's turn to blush. He SO did not mean to imply anything except foot size here.
Jack was done before Daniel had barely gotten Sam's foot in the boot. Daniel shot Jack an incredulous look.
"Lots of practice helping Charlie put on his shoes." Noticing his teammates discomfort Jack added, "Plus I've been in the military since I was 17 and have had lots of practice lacing up boots."
"Done!" Daniel said giving Sam's knee a playful slap and helping her to her feet.
"Did you really leave Janet a note Sir?" Sam asked going to one of the lockers and taking out a small bag.
"Of course! Well, I haven't actually written it yet- but I will do so right now."
IDoc,
Needed Carter for some team building exercises. Will return her safe and sound this evening. My idea so try to keep the lectures solely on me, ok?
Have a great day!
Colonel Jack O'Neill/I
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TBC.
And I'll be quicker on the postings. AND they'll get longer. Promise.
Author: dcChic
Email: dietcokechic@hotmail.com
Category: J/S, Humor, Recovery
Spoilers: Only my story so far. (The Mis-Adventures of Jack and Sam)
Season: 4th Season
Summary: Jack and Sam and Daniel's recovery from last week's events.
Author's Notes: My sincerest apologies for taking this long to update. On the plus side I must have "imagined" 3 or 4 whole new stories to write while on my long trip. Plus now I know how this one is going to end. insert very devious grin I do believe I will write TWO separate endings- one for all those who are dying for Jack and Sam to get together (in an "in- character" sorta way) and the other where they decide to remain on their respective sides of the fence
But that's a few chapters away. We have Jack's wet shoes to worry about. g
And a hearty thank you goes out to Kath who always makes sure I dot my i's and cross my t's.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`
Part 6
"Geesh Jack, what took you so long?" Daniel asked as Jack walked through the infirmary doors.
"Sorry." Jack said offering no reason why he was delayed.
"Jack? " Daniel asked looking down at Jack's feet.
"Yeah?" Jack said slightly distracted as he wandered around the infirmary picking up medical instruments and setting them back down.
"Why are your shoes wet?"
"Hmmm?" Jack asked nonchalantly looking up as he stuck his hands in his pockets.
"Your shoes Jack," Daniel said pointing. "Why are they wet?"
"Must have stepped in some water while in the locker-room." Jack said staring straight at Daniel, nearly daring him to ask for details.
Daniel just stared back. Something was up with Jack but he wasn't in the mood for guessing games so he decided to just let this one lie. Maybe he'd recruit Sam for a little assistance in the Mystery of the Wet Shoes later on.
Dropping his defiant gaze Jack took a closer look around the room.
"Daniel? Where the heck IS everyone?"
"Well, while you were busy getting your feet wet I took a little tour of the base. Tuesday mornings at 6:30 am are not usually a super busy time but today the base seems to be only lightly manned."
Jack frowned at the news. The military part of him wanted to know what the hell was going on and where the hell everyone was. But the on-leave part of him just wanted to grab Carter and go.
"I guess I should try and find out what happened." Jack said grudgingly.
Daniel nodded. A USAF Colonel could ask a lot more questions than a civilian.
"While you're at it Jack, see if you can find out what happened to Sam. It looks like she slept in the bed here in the infirmary but outside of some nasty looking IV needles- I can't find her."
"I'm sure Carter is fine Daniel. I'll be right back."
Daniel stared quixotically at his departing friend. It was very unlike Jack not to be worried about a team-member. Especially Sam. Daniel sighed and sat down in a chair to wait.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jack headed to the control room and breathed a sigh of relief when he found Sgt. Siler manning the Stargate.
"Good morning Sergeant!" Jack said cheerfully.
Siler nearly fell out of his chair as Jack entered the room. He had just sent the last of the technicians needed off world and wasn't expecting to see anyone for a while.
"Colonel O'Neill! It's a surprise to see you Sir. "
"I can see that." Jack said wryly as the Sergeant hastily rearranged some papers he had knocked to the floor. "So where is everyone?"
"P3X-909. And it isn't everyone Sir, it just appears like that right now. At 0300 this morning we got a distress call from a research team on the planet. It seems that one of their members had come down with a sickness and it was rapidly spreading to the native peoples. We sent nearly all of the on-staff medical personnel soon thereafter. About an hour ago I heard back from them and was told to send some more people through this time with quarantine materials. It seems we need to quarantine our people from the Lathoians."
"The folks who like to wear all the feathers?"
"That's them Sir."
"How serious?" Jack asked concerned. And where was General Hammond??
"We seem to have everything under control Sir. According to Dr. Wallace, basic antibiotics seem to help the locals tremendously. Now we just need to cure our own boys and bring everyone home safe and sound. "
"And the General?"
"He should be in within the hour. Seems his daughter decided to have another baby last night." Siler said with a grin.
"I thought she was getting pretty close!" Jack said with a smile. Satisfied that everything was under control he headed back to the infirmary.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jack nearly collided with Sam as he rounded the corner of the infirmary. She had successfully rinsed her hair and was now dressed in loose grey sweatpants and a long sleeve button down shirt. Her feet were still bare and her hair damp.
"Hey Carter." Jack said with a small smile.
"Sir." Sam acknowledged with a small head nod. "Daniel was just telling me that you guys are here to spring me for the day."
"Yup. Grab your boots and mittens 'cause it's a little nippy out."
"What about Janet?" Sam asked a little worried.
"She's not invited."
"Colonel!"
"Don't worry Carter, I'll leave a note."
Sam was pretty certain one of them would be in serious trouble by the time the day was over but she was itching to leave base and knew she wasn't strong enough to do so alone. Sighing she sat down on a chair and reached for her boots, only to gasp audibly at the motion.
"Sam, are you ok?" Daniel asked concerned. Both he and Jack quickly moved to Sam's side.
Sam released a shaky breath. "I'm fine guys, I just moved too fast."
"Uh huh." Jack said unconvinced. "Pain meds?"
"No really Sir, I'm all right." Neither one of them looked like they believed her.
"Tough crowd." Sam muttered under her breath. "Fine! If you must know, I can't really bend down right now and that means lacing up my boots is a bit out of my league at the moment." Sam was noticeably blushing, embarrassed at having to rely on her friends for something as insanely simple as tying her shoes!
"You got the right one Daniel?"
"Yep." Daniel said holding up aforementioned boot. "Geesh Sam, your boots are nearly as large as mine!"
"Well you DO only have a couple inches on me Daniel." Sam said matter-of- factly.
"Worry not Carter, your feet are nowhere near as large as mine." Now it was Jack's turn to blush. He SO did not mean to imply anything except foot size here.
Jack was done before Daniel had barely gotten Sam's foot in the boot. Daniel shot Jack an incredulous look.
"Lots of practice helping Charlie put on his shoes." Noticing his teammates discomfort Jack added, "Plus I've been in the military since I was 17 and have had lots of practice lacing up boots."
"Done!" Daniel said giving Sam's knee a playful slap and helping her to her feet.
"Did you really leave Janet a note Sir?" Sam asked going to one of the lockers and taking out a small bag.
"Of course! Well, I haven't actually written it yet- but I will do so right now."
IDoc,
Needed Carter for some team building exercises. Will return her safe and sound this evening. My idea so try to keep the lectures solely on me, ok?
Have a great day!
Colonel Jack O'Neill/I
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
TBC.
And I'll be quicker on the postings. AND they'll get longer. Promise.
