Chapter 10: The Very, Very Disturbing Flashback

Voices. Darkness. Spinning images. Blurriness, everywhere blurriness.

Doctor Daniel Jackson opened his eyes and things just got worse.

"I think I might have something for the hangover," one very familiar voice said, who wasn't very far away. It was a female, yet Daniel found it impossible to identify her.

"Is it anything similar to Colonel O'Neill's hangover remedy?" The second voice was also extremely familiar, yet Daniel was so unfocused that he just closed his eyes again and rolled over, hoping to be able to get back to sleep again. The female snorted.

"Colonel O'Neill has a hangover remedy? What, did he give it to Sam?"

"Indeed. She was not pleased."

"Ha, I bet. You really have to tell me what happened last night, I'll never let either of them live it down…" Daniel couldn't help but… sneeze. The voices suddenly stopped; instead he heard footsteps that stopped behind him.

"Daniel?" the female voice called gently.

"I'm not awake," he replied croakily. The sound of footsteps started up again and he looked up to see the figure that stopped in front of him.

It was Doctor Fraiser. How could he forget her?

"Hi, Janet," he said quietly, closing his eyes again. He had a major headache, and from the conversation that he had just witnessed, he could pretty much figure what from…

"Aren't you supposed to be down at the base?" Daniel asked, his eyes still closed. He slowly stared to figure out who the other person was too.

"There are no off world teams at the moment, and when Teal'c told General Hammond what was up with you, well… neither of us could leave you to battle a hangover here alone."

"Very considerate."

"Come on, get up," Janet urged, throwing away the covers and gently tugging him out of bed.

"Teal'c's here, isn't he?" Daniel asked. He refused to open his eyes.

"Teal'c? You there?"

"I am indeed here, Doctor Jackson."

"Yeah, I surmised that."

"Here, put these on, they might help."

"Air bags?"

"What? No, your glasses!" Daniel felt the coldness of the lens against his face and winced slightly.

"Can't I just go back to bed again?" he asked, as he felt her hand gently push against his back, steering him in some direction.

"No. Daniel, I'm a doctor, I can fix you up, alright? So just trust me, I can help you."

"I don't want help. I want sleep."

"Sleep isn't going to make you feel better." Daniel felt another hand enclose around his arm and knew immediately that it was Teal'c. He opened his eyes slightly only to see light coming in from all directions around him, and he immediately closed them again.

"I hate this," he muttered.

"Aww," he heard Janet coo. "It's okay, Dan-I'll just give you some of my magic stuff and you'll be fine again, I guarantee it."

"What if I don't want to take it?"

"Doctor's orders." Doctor's orders. He could have predicted she would have said something like that. He felt himself being pushed into a wooden seat and figured that they had brought him to the dining room. He heard a shifting of another chair and a person sat down across from him. He opened his eyes slightly to see Teal'c staring at him.

"Why do I feel like this?" he asked suddenly. "What happened last night? Why did I get drunk? What happened?" Janet glanced at Teal'c, before turning back to the fridge.

"Care to explain it to the both of us, Teal'c?"

"Last night, both Doctor Jackson and Major Carter became drunk after consuming liberal amounts of alcohol."

"Sam got drunk too?" Daniel questioned, rubbing his eyes.

"That is correct." He froze suddenly as he had a flashback to a warm breath on his mouth, a pair of wet lips against his own, a sweet perfumed scent engaging his senses…

Locks of blonde hair against his open eyelids.

"Oh God, no…" he mumbled, before his eyes opened fully and he looked at Teal'c.

"What did I do? What did we do? Tell me what we did." Janet looked up interestedly.

"What did you remember Daniel? Anything I should know about?" Daniel's eyes flicked up at her, but he turned straight back to Teal'c, who was staring at him with an expressionless face.

"Tell me what happened. Please."

"You got drunk."

"Apart from that!" Daniel struggled to keep his voice down, but this was a matter of life and death-if his assumptions about his flashback were true…

He was a dead man.

"You and Major Carter shared a passionate exchange of saliva and tongue."

Worst fears confirmed.

Janet choked suddenly and hurriedly busied herself with a plate that she didn't need; Daniel looked as if he were about to throw up.

"Oh… GOD!…"

"Do not worry, you were pretending to be Colonel O'Neill," Teal'c added hastily, and it was Daniel's turn to choke. Janet spun around.

"This suddenly got a whole lot interesting again," she mumbled.

"Where are they?" he asked, his eyes closed again.

"Where are they? I need to speak to them."

"They are currently in the Pacific Ocean, sailing towards Hawaii." Daniel suddenly remembered the partnership cruise. At least…

"Just tell me something… does Sam remember that we… we kissed?" he asked carefully, and Teal'c thought for a moment, before shaking his head blankly.

"I do not believe so, although if she has an episode similar to the one you just had, she will probably be able to figure out that you both…"

"Alright, alright," Daniel said, as Teal'c tried to kind of mime what happened.

"I just pray that she doesn't remember…"

"Sir," Sam asked suddenly. They were in the dining hall. Jack, who was stuffing his face with anything he could get his hands on, looked up at her.

"Hmm?" She looked at him, before swallowing and shaking her head, then looking back down at her own plate.

"Never mind."

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A/N: We couldn't forget Daniel in all of this. And I just had to experiment with Janet's reaction to this whole Daniel/Sam thing… God, I feel so evil!…