Chapter 3 Jogging So we've got to stop you thinking about Sam all the time so that you can protect her properly, without putting the rest of the team or your missions in danger.

Tall order.

Have you thought of forming a relationship with someone else?

Yeah, done that. Edora. Cut Sam up something awful. Not an option.

I understand some Tau'ri use alcohol in these situations, to 'drown their sorrows' .

Yeah, and the same people crash cars, can't walk straight, let alone think straight. And reporting for duty drunk is a quick way to get chucked outta the air force.

Okay. Let me think.. The Tok'Ra have certain drugs that would definitely help some of the symptoms.

You mean something in my coffee to keep the urges down? No way! I am NOT going to ask ANY medic for stuff like that! And definitely not a Tok'Ra medic. They already think I'm nuts, because of what happened when we were first blended. What would they think of me now? No, Ashmel, that is not an option.

I assure you, Jack, none of the Tok'Ra blame you for what happened. It was more my fault than yours. They admire you now for the success you have make of this blending. So... what do Tau'ri medical personnel recommend?

Plenty of physical activity.

You are joking, aren't you? You are such a primitive people! Very well, if that's what it takes.

So, Jack started going to the gym and punching a bag for an hour before breakfast. Then sparring with Teal'c before lunch as well. And before he went to bed a very long jog. But the 'physical activity to wear you out' doesn't work if you have a Tok'Ra symbiote. Jack did get very fit, but he thought about Sam while he was out jogging and even more when he got back, he wasn't getting worn out by the exercise.

This isn't working, Jack. You're just wasting your time jogging about.

Yeah.

What's next?

Cold showers.