Sorry I took so long with this chapter :( This is another two parter because it ended up longer than expected...which is good, right? I start school in less than a week, so the next chapter make take a little while…it all depends.

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DAY FOUR, PART ONE: THURSDAY

'Row, row, row your boat...'

'Jack...'

'Row, row, row your boat...'

'Jack!'

'Row, row, row your boat...'

'JACK!' Daniel shouted, finally shutting the Colonel up. Jack gave him a fake surprised look and picked up a 'rock' from Daniel's desk, twirling it around in his hands. 'If you are going to sing out of tune, at least pick a song you know the words to!'

'Now, where's the fun in that?' Jack asked, and Daniel shook his head. Jack had come into his office earlier to help him with the final stages of sorting out all the paperwork, and Daniel had to give him some credit, he had helped for a little while. But then he had grown bored with that and had decided to entertain Daniel instead; this took the form of singing after arguing had grown old.

'Where's the fun in singing an out of tune first line of a song over and over?' Daniel asked tiredly, and Jack just stared at him, a grin starting to form on his face. 'Yeah, okay, don't answer that.'

'The General's called me into his office today,' Jack told him, putting the 'rock' back on the desk. 'I think he's finally ready to face me.'

'Didn't take long,' Daniel commented, vaguely interested. At that moment, he was more interested in finding the right spot for his file on Seth.

'I found the timing kinda odd,' Jack admitted. 'But maybe he just wants to court-martial me and get me out of the compound as soon as possible.' Daniel grimaced.

'If Kinsey gets his way, Sam'll be out too.' Jack winced for a moment, then his face straightened.

'No, he won't, because our dear friend Senator Kinsey is, at the moment, lying in the infirmary with no memory of the incident.'

'He'll remember threatening you about Sam.'

'Well...that's easily fixed,' Jack said, trying to sound upbeat. 'It was unreasonable, anyway, so Hammond'll talk him around.'

'You sound certain,' Daniel told him.

'Because I am.' Daniel didn't buy it for a minute. He could tell Jack was worried, and was simply trying to cover up so as not to let his guard down. Typical Jack O'Neill, and Daniel said as much. Jack just gave him a confused look. 'What?'

'Huh?'

***

General Hammond stared at the papers on the desk in front of him, then thought about the task ahead of him, and sincerely wanted to resign. The last thing he wanted to deal with was Colonel O'Neill. He was still so furious he didn't know what to think, but at the same time, felt some measure of relief. Relief the whole meeting had been brought to a screeching halt. He hated to think of what would have happened if Kinsey had had his way. Yet again, the Stargate program would have the threat of being shut down hanging over it.

A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts.

'Enter.' The door opened and Jack walked in.

'General?'

'Have a seat, Colonel.' Jack obediently sat down in the chair General Hammond gestured to, and didn't say anything.

'So?'

'Colonel, I presume you know what this is about,' General Hammond started, and Jack held his hands up.

'Please, General, spare the 'you were wrong for doing this talk', and get straight to the punishment.'

'I don't think you realise how serious this is, Colonel.'

'Serious, but we're able to talk our way out of it,' Jack told him. The General was unconvinced. 'I understand, it was the wrong thing to do. But if I hadn't done it, we'd be out on the street wondering if we had enough time to even cover the Stargate, and Teal'c would be in a laboratory quicker than you can say, 'Hey, that's kind of unfair.''

'I understand that, Colonel, but exposing Kinsey to a device that could prove lethal...I admit, I was so angry when it happened that I couldn't even stand to be in the same room with you.'

'It's not often you receive compliments like that,' Jack commented. The General shook his head.

'Colonel, we can't just cover this up. You heard Kinsey's threats, he's sure to remember those.' Jack fumbled for the right words to that comment, but eventually accepted defeat.

'Sir, I'm sure it'll turn out alright,' Jack assured him.

'Colonel, I have the right to court-martial you.'

'General...I've had a lot of time to think about this...well, not a *lot* of time, but time...anyway, if we can both argue that it was an accident, Kinsey being exposed, everything will sort itself out,' Jack explained, and General Hammond sighed. He had a point. If he really wanted, an agreement could be made between the people concerned, namely General Hammond and SG-1, and a plausible lie could be made up for Kinsey's 'accident.'

'It's just the seriousness of the nature, Colonel,' General Hammond reminded him. 'You have a long list of offences under your name, you're lucky you've made it this far.'

'And I have you to thank for that, General,' Jack said, actually sounding thankful. 'You have been lenient, and I've tried to not be so...what's the word?'

'Insubordinate?'

'Pain in the ass-ish was what I was looking for, but insubordinate works well too,' Jack commented, and General Hammond gave a small smile, as if reluctantly. 'I'm asking you to give me one more chance. It was good, in a way.'

'Believe me, Jack, I've had time to think about this as well,' General Hammond told him. 'The more I think about it, the less angry I get, which is surprising. I guess that's my relief taking over. I'm just worried about Kinsey still wanting the meeting to go ahead once he regains his memory. Then he'll know you lied. And we'll both be in trouble.'

'Sir, how was I supposed to know the side effects of the device?' Jack asked.

'You were there when it first went off in Major Carter's laboratory...you walked past.'

'I did?'

'Colonel...'

'General, who else knows I was there?'

'Dr Fraiser, Major Carter, Dr Jackson, the nurses...'

'The doc would cover for me, Daniel...I'll bribe him with exotic coffee beans. The nurses...what can I say, they love me.' General Hammond smiled at that.

'And Major Carter?'

'Well...she would...uh...I'll speak to her, everything'll be fine,' Jack assured him.

'Colonel, there are reports stating you were there.'

'Reports, who reads reports?' Before the General could respond, there was a knock at the door.

'Enter.' The door opened and Sam walked in. 'Major, what can I do for you?' General Hammond noted that she took one look at Jack, then pretended he wasn't there.

'Sir...I studied the device last night, and...'

'Ah hah!'

'Ah hah what?' Sam demanded.

'Nothing.' She glared at him for a couple of moments before turning back to General Hammond, who watched the exchange with growing interest.

'I'll talk to you later, General,' Sam promised.

'Just pretend I'm not here,' Jack encouraged. Sam didn't reply. 'Oh, you're good.'

'Come back at fourteen hundred hours, Major,' General Hammond told her. She nodded.

'Thank you, sir.' She turned to leave his office, but, on a whim, the General called her back.

'Major?'

'Yes?'

'You know what they say about carrying grudges over to the next day.'

'No, what do they say?'

'That you're not supposed to,' General Hammond told her.

'I was never big on cliches,' Sam told him, then left the office.

'That's my influence,' Jack commented, and General Hammond sighed.

'Colonel, this is getting too complicated. I'll organise a meeting for SG-1, and get back to you. A team meeting would probably get more done.'

'Yes sir. May I leave?'

'Certainly. Oh, and Jack?' Jack stopped as he was standing up. 'The grudge comment goes for you, too.'

'Who's holding grudges? Besides,' Jack added with a wry smile. 'I was never big on cliches.'

***

'When will I get my memory back?' Lieutenant Simmons asked. 'I just remember Major Carter's laboratory and then...I woke up here!'

'And when will I get my memory back?' Kinsey demanded. 'All I can remember is being led on a tour by Colonel O'Neill and then...nothing.'

'Yeah, I wanna remember as well!'

'Yeah, and me!' Janet sighed, trying to remain patient.

'You will get your memories back when you do,' she replied. 'Lieutenant Simmons first, Senator Kinsey last. In between, the order in which you got affected by the device. This is all I know. Or guess,' Janet added in an undertone.

'You're the doctor!'

'It was an alien device, I...why am I even explaining myself to you?' Janet wondered, rubbing her eyes and making a couple of notes on a clipboard. She put it back down on the table, then sat back in her chair, eyes closed.

'Doc?'

'Colonel, I have patients in here that won't stop complaining about not having their memories, and who keep asking me when their memories will come back. I got only a couple of hours sleep. Choose your words wisely.'

'Uh...I was actually going to ask how the patients are, but maybe I'll just back away slowly and come back later.' Janet opened her eyes and sat forward. Jack was standing, studying an IV drip.

'Anything else?'

'What makes you ask that?'

'You're still standing here.'

'Fine, I was actually wondering how annoyed Carter is at me.' Janet didn't answer for a few moments, trying to choose her words carefully.

'Um...well, can I put it mildly?'

'Sure.'

'On the scale of being annoyed, one being the lowest, ten being the highest, Sam rates at, oh, fifty.'

'And that's mildly?' Jack asked. 'How about realistically?'

'Oh, then you're talking hundreds,' Janet replied, and Jack's face took on a resolute expression. 'She'll recover, she's been mad at you before.'

'Do you know how unnerving it is to have a person with a high IQ mad at you?' Jack asked. 'Especially someone with a high IQ who can cause bodily harm.'

'Is there something else?'

'What's she planning?'

'Huh?'

'Come on, if she's planning some kind of doomsday revenge method, you'll know about it. Well, you and possibly Daniel. I haven't been to the commissary yet, so I thought I'd ask you,' Jack told her. Janet pondered his words for a couple of seconds. Commissary?

'What about the commissary?' she asked finally.

'Bribery. Anyway, do you know anything?'

'Colonel, even if I did, I wouldn't tell you.'

'Ah! So you *do* know something!' Jack said triumphantly.

'Did I say that?' Janet countered.

'You implied it.'

'I did not!'

'What is it? What's she going to do?' Janet sighed, realising that denying it would get her nowhere.

'I told you, I'm not telling you. And no amount of begging will make me tell you.'

'Oh, come on!' Jack wheedled, begged, pleaded, pretended to not be interested and pretended to already know, but Janet refused to tell him anything. He finally left the infirmary, grumbling about 'those annoying people who never tell anybody anything'. Janet shook her head, leaning back in her seat. Her eyes were barely closed when,

'Doctor Fraiser! When will I get my memory back?'

***

'Simple,' Sam muttered to herself as she stared at the device. 'But, hopefully, very effective.' All Sam had to do was make sure the Colonel was in the room with the technicians and scientists...five in all...while Sam wasn't. There was no way on God's earth Sam was going to be in the room when that device went off again.

That was one difficulty. The other was keeping the technicians and scientists in there without them realising what she'd done. Or was going to do.

The third was getting the Colonel to the laboratory in the first place. And that was the first difficulty Sam was going to deal with. She checked her watch. Ten-thirty. Taking a deep breath, she stepped away from the device, heading over to the phone on the wall near the door. No one said anything, they just kept muttering to themselves and taking notes.

Picking the phone up, Sam asked to be contacted with Colonel O'Neill. It seemed to take hours, but finally,

'O'Neill.'

'Sir, it's me,' Sam said. She kept her voice cool. 'Could you...' Damn, wait, he was suspicious. He'd think something was up if...

'Carter?'

'Could you come by my office sometime in the next fifteen minutes?' Sam asked quickly.

'What for?'

'Mission reports,' she told him.

'Carter...'

'Thank you.' She hung up the phone quickly, then high-tailed it out of the laboratory.

'Major Carter!'

'Fifteen minutes!' Sam called back, practically throwing her lab. coat on its hook as she headed down the hall as quickly as possible.

Finally making it to her office, she headed inside and sat down in relief, not bothering to turn the light on.

'Hello.' She jumped, reaching automatically for the weapon at her waist that wasn't there. 'Relax, Carter. Where've you been?'

'I had to...'

'Had to what? Run from the laboratory to here?' Jack asked, stepping forward from where he was standing beside the wall. He had a tennis ball in his hand, and was tossing it from left to right.

'No, I had to go check something,' she replied, trying to remain calm.

'Why the rush?'

'Because I knew you were going to be coming here!' Sam snapped, then tried to regain her composure. 'I need you to help fill out a report.'

'You need my help?'

'Yeah...the device.' Jack rolled his eyes.

'Here we go...'

'Sir, you were there when it was first activated. We need you to fill out a report of your findings.'

'Plan's changed, I wasn't there.' Sam just stared at him.

'Plan...what plan? And yes, you were there, I saw you.' Jack shook his head.

'No, no, the plan for when Kinsey wakes up. General Hammond's gonna talk to us about it. Basically, we're gonna wipe any traces of me being there and knowing what the device does,' Jack explained. 'At least, that's my plan.'

'Can we do that?' Sam asked, skeptical. 'Anyway, even if it never sees the light of day, I need your accounts. That'll help us with further study and investigation.' For a moment Sam thought he wasn't going to buy it. He considered what she said for a few moments, then finally bounced the tennis ball on the ground, caught it and stared at her.

'Fine. I'll head down, if you really need the report.'

'Yes.' This part was true, Sam did need his account of what happened. 'What's this about a meeting?'

'Talking to me now?'

'Apparently not,' Sam replied, standing up and feeling a fresh surge of anger.

'I didn't...'

'You first,' Sam instructed, pointing to the door. Jack sighed.

'For the record, Carter, I don't want you to...'

'Falling on deaf ears, Colonel,' Sam informed him.

'You're walking a fine line,' Jack warned her. She gave him a wry smile.

'And you crossed yours a long time ago.'

***

Jack was highly suspicious as they made their silent way to the laboratory. News of the argument and the meeting must have spread, because everyone they met, in the elevator and in the halls, looked surprised to see them walking together. But this apparently passed when they saw the coolness between them. Neither had spoken a single word to each other the whole way.

Upon finally reaching the laboratory, Jack noticed that Janet was inside, talking to a few scientists.

'Wonder what the doc's doing there,' Jack wondered, and Sam nodded crisply in mutual surprise.

'Probably trying to find a cure,' Sam suggested, and Jack nodded.

'Probably.' Sam grabbed her lab. coat, then pointed to the spare ones.

'Take one.'

'Why?'

'Because...when people are in this laboratory, it's my responsibility to make sure no one's hurt,' Sam informed him. 'That includes you. I've told you to take a lab. coat, it's your choice if you do or not.'

'Bossy,' Jack muttered, grabbing a coat.

'You're worse.'

'You're really enjoying throwing attitude at me, aren't you?' Jack asked her. 'Why do you think you can get away with it?'

'Because you've got a worse charge over your head,' Sam explained. 'You can't exactly say anything.'

'Good point.' Sam started to walk into the laboratory, not looking to see if he was following her. 'Way smarter than I am,' Jack muttered to himself, following her into the laboratory. He saw the scientists crowded around the quarantine container, and saw the device sitting on top.

'Sam!' Janet said, greeting her. 'Colonel.'

'Doc.'

'Hey, Janet. Why are you here?' Sam asked her in surprise.

'Trying to find a way to cure those in the infirmary,' Janet told her. 'They are successfully driving me crazy. Anyway, why weren't you here?'

'Had to go get something, apparently,' Jack told Janet, making a face at Sam's annoyed glance.

'Oh, well, apparently nobody's found anything.' Janet shook her head. 'I'm still praying the memories will recover on their own.'

'We have found something,' one of the scientists said, turning around and taking off her safety glasses. 'The device's readings have changed.' Jack raised his eyebrows.

'Meaning?'

'Meaning there's a different signal being released,' the scientist explained. Jack wasn't stupid as he occasionally acted, he knew *that*.

'Yeah, I figured that. What does that *mean*?'

'It could have...maybe reverse? Maybe a weaker signal, we're not sure.'

Ting!

Putting two and two together wasn't that difficult under the circumstances, Jack mused. And all it took was a blabber-mouthed scientist.

'Really?' Sam asked, but Jack put a hand on her arm.

'Carter? You worked on this device all night.'

'Your point?'

'My point is that...'

'Major Carter!' Sam turned and wrenched her arm away.

'What?'

'The device's signals just elevated...we must have turned it on!'

'If it's in quarantine, then it's okay.'

'It lets out signals even when off?' Janet asked.

'Like a slow hum when you turn a radio off,' Sam explained.

'It's not in quarantine!'

'What?!' Sam exclaimed. 'Shut it off!'

'No, just run!'

'Somebody shut it off! Who took it out of the container?' Sam demanded, and Jack started heading for the doorway. The five scientists and technicians ran for the doorway, as did Janet.

'Colonel, you're the only one who's safe in here!' Janet told him. 'Sam, get away from it!'

'I can't shut it off! You shut it off! And you're not going anywhere. You're going to tell me how to shut that thing off!' Jack practically shouted. Sam ran from the device.

'Colonel, only you're safe!'

'You're the astrophysicist!'

'I can't go near it!'

'Well, I can't fix it!' He grabbed her arm. 'You shut it off!'

'Shutting quarantine doors.'

'No!' The doors slammed and Sam hit them with her fist.

'We have to keep you separate from the base!' Sam admitted defeat, trying to keep as far away from the device as possible.

'How do we shut it off?' Jack demanded.

'The switch is on the base, they turned it around...I have to get out of here!'

'And how do I get to the switch?'

'Touch the device!'

'Major, the outer temperature of the device is rapidly increasing!' one of the scientists exclaimed. She was keeping a monitor on the device from outside the room.

'It didn't do that last time!' Sam cried in frustration. 'Can you turn it off by remote?'

'No!'

'Major, the signals have peaked, I suggest you stay as far away as possible.' Jack grabbed her arms in annoyance.

'You did this!'

'I did not! I only found the reverse switch! I didn't turn it on! I didn't take it out of quarantine! I didn't...'

'You were going to do this!'

'You deserved it!'

'What, you go all pious when I do this for the Stargate program, then you turn around and do it for what?' Jack demanded.

'So you'd get it through your head that what you did was out of line!'

'So's what you're doing!'

'I didn't do it!' Sam exclaimed. '*They* turned it on!'

'We've been through this!' Jack cried. 'Now work out how to shut it off!'

'It's too hot to touch, I know how to shut it off!'

'Why didn't you earlier, then?'

'A little something called I can't go near it!' Sam exclaimed, trying to dodge out of his grip. 'Let me go!'

'What do we do?'

'I don't know!'

'Major, why haven't you been affected?' someone asked over the PA system.

'Sam, I think you got such a large dose that you've moved past the stage the people in the infirmary are at and have moved on to...'

'Anger?' Jack suggested. Sam just glared at him, then tried to regain her composure.

'So, because I've been exposed so much it doesn't work?' Sam called up to them. Jack couldn't help but feel relieved. He had to give her credit, if the scientist hadn't blabbed, and if the device hadn't gone off, it would have been the perfect plan. He was just glad that...

'Why does she get to be in there with him?'

'That is so not fair!'

'So she works with him and gets to spend time with him here as well! I bet she doesn't even appreciate it. You get away from him, Major!'

'Yeah! Only you stay away as well. I've seen him look at me.'

'No way! He looks at me all the time...' Sam averted her eyes, trying to bite back the grin that was threatening to appear on her face.

'Major,' Jack said through gritted teeth. 'Was that Doctor Fraiser?' Sam let out a smile and looked up.

'Yes, sir.'

'So, in essence, the plan worked.'

'I guess so.'

'Still, why aren't you affected? I'm thanking God for that, by the way,' Jack added.

'Jolinar?'

'But if it was Hathor's...'

'She wouldn't want her female Jaffa to be affected,' Sam finished. 'She'd want to lure those who weren't already Jaffa.'

'Hathor with female Jaffa?' Sam stifled a smile.

'There aren't that many good looking guys for her to use as Jaffa out there.'

'I'll take that as a compliment,' Jack decided.

'Why?' Sam was surprised.

'Because I almost became her first prime.'

'Oh, geez.' Jack let go of her arms and stepped back.

'You're not going to hit me?'

'You're not going to hit *me*?' Sam echoed pointedly.

'Deja vu.'

'I'm not starting this,' Sam informed him, then heard as an argument over the intercom started up.

'He's stepping away! Take that, Major, he likes me better!'

'Get real, it's me he checks out! Every time I walk past he looks back and...'

'You think he gets hurt so much by accident? Half of it's on purpose because I'm always in the infirmary.'

'I don't get hurt that much,' Jack argued, and Sam shrugged.

'I think they're making up anything they can think of.'

'Major? I got out of there before the signals really started to manifest themselves. The EM field is decreasing, as is the outer temperature. I believe it's safe to turn the device off. Meanwhile, should I take this lot to the infirmary?'

'Yes,' Sam and Jack said at the same time. Sam approached the device carefully.

'We're sure I'm not affected, right?'

'Well, if you start flattering me on my appearance and asking me to go out for a drink with you...'

'I'm safe?'

'You're normal,' Jack finished, and Sam rolled her eyes, biting back a smile.

As she got nearer to the device, she heard a low hum. Sam also heard the arguments of the four scientists and Janet being led out of the watching area. Finally reaching the device, Sam hesitated before she touched it, picking up a pair of discarded tweezers and hoping she could push the device over onto its side.

'Need help?'

'No, I'm right,' Sam called back, positioning the tweezers and pushing. Not a budge. The device was too heavy.

'You sure?' Sam didn't reply, she just pushed again.

'The tweezers are ridiculously small,' she complained. Jack walked up and turned the device on its side. 'Now that's what...'

'Just go with it,' Jack interrupted, and Sam muttered,

'Yes sir,' before quickly locating the switch and pressing it. They both listened to it wind down.

'Now we run as fast as we can. Remember, we were never here.'

'General Hammond is going to kill us.'

'Us?'

'Okay, he's going to kill *me*,' Sam amended. 'Although...'

'It was an accident,' Jack told her.

'Sir, you have every right to...'

'It was an accident. I needed to make the report...we'll stick with that...and the rest goes as it did. The device was taken out of quarantine, accidentally turned on, and the rest is history,' Jack explained. 'Right?'

'Sir...'

'What you planned to do and what happened are two very diff...' Sam just stared at him, and Jack trailed off. 'Okay, two identical things, but this would have happened whether you and I were here or not. It would be a lie to court martial you...and even if it wasn't, I wouldn't, not when it's so easily explained away.' Sam smiled.

'Thank you, sir.' Sam checked a couple of instruments. 'The EM field and signals created seem to have disappeared,' she told Jack, who nodded.

'Can we open these quarantine doors?'

'Hopefully the scientist unlocked them,' Sam replied.

'Well, to the infirmary we go. We're off to see the...'

***

'Hammond.'

'Sir, there's been an accident with the device SG-3 brought back...Doctor Fraiser and four others have been affected. The nurses are...'

'What happened?' General Hammond demanded.

'It was out of the quarantine container and someone must have turned it on...Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter were stuck in there with it.' General Hammond shook his head and covered his eyes.

'So the device is in reverse now?'

'Yes, but Major Carter wasn't affected. We're not sure why, but there are five people here who were affected and they're getting violent with each other.'

'I'll be there immediately,' General Hammond told the startled scientist. 'Order people to...' A knock at the door stopped him.

'Sir?'

'Come in, Major. I'll see to it,' he said down the phone and hung up. 'Major, what on earth happened today?'

'Well, Colonel O'Neill said I should report here...it's a long story, sir, but the device went off. Someone took it out of the container, and five people were adversely affected. I believe because of Jolinar I wasn't, at least, not in that way.'

'In what way then?' the General asked, wondering if this would ever end.

'Anger...but that could have just been me.'

'Sit down, Major, and explain.' Sam sat down, and started to speak, telling the General how she had needed Jack to fill in a report about the device, how it went off, and how she'd gotten stuck in there. She also spelled out her theories about why she wasn't affected.

'Hathor wouldn't want to affect the few female Jaffa she must have with the device, as they would start going after the male Jaffa who worship her. Instead, she'd want to lure those who aren't Jaffa, have them lose their memories, and wake up with a symbiote,' Sam finished. 'And because I have the protein marker, it didn't affect me.'

'Major, it's my understanding that you put the device into reverse, am I correct?' Sam hesitated. 'Major?'

'Yes, sir, that's correct.'

'You said you worked on it all night.'

'Yes, General.' General Hammond shook his head, feeling extremely suspicious.

'Major, I'm under the impression that you orchestrated this. Why did you work on it all night?'

'I was interested,' Sam replied. He stared at her, and Sam hastened to explain. 'An unknown device that could cause people's emotions and actions to change is fascinating. The technology behind it...plus the fact it could be of Goa'uld origin. Hathor, to be exact, just adds to the...' General Hammond held his hand up, realising he would have to be direct.

'I'm asking you, did you set this up as some form of revenge against Colonel O'Neill?' Sam didn't reply for a moment, she seemed to be finding the right words. 'Major?' General Hammond prompted, waiting for her reply.

'I admit, sir, that the thought did cross my mind,' Sam replied. 'But what happened today was out of my control, as those involved will testify.'

'Those involved are in the infirmary, currently attacking each other,' General Hammond told her.

'Sir, I am not at fault here,' Sam explained. 'One of the technicians set the device off, it was a co-incidence that Colonel O'Neill, Doctor Fraiser and I were there. It would have gone off whether we were there or not.' General Hammond made up his mind, and stood up.

'I understand, Major. I'm heading to the infirmary myself, to try and sort this out. How's the device?'

'Back in quarantine,' Sam told him.

'Good. Come with me to the infirmary. Hopefully, more answers are waiting there.'

'Yes, sir,' Sam replied, standing up and following the General out the door.

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