He is weak. All Tau'ri are weak. We will easily defeat their race and take their pathetic planet for our own amusement.

Sam had spent the last half an hour attempting to continue her book on Wormhole Physics, but fatigue had got the best of her and the screensaver had long ago appeared. She gave up and shut down her laptop, staring at the screen and pressing random buttons in an attempt to stay awake for no reason. A knock on her lab door jerked her back to reality and she rubbed her tired eyes. "Come in." The door slowly opened and Jack's head appeared around it.

"Wat'cha doin'?"

"Oh, hey sir," Sam laughed, "I was gonna go home, get some sleep while it's at least temporarily uneventful around here." She stood up.

"Well I'm gonna go see how Daniel's doing. I don't think he's had too many visitors today."

"Oh, good idea. Gimme a couple of minutes and I'll come with you," Sam replied, tidying up a pile of disorganised papers. She walked over to the door. "I feel kinda guilty, actually. I haven't been to see him since we got back."

"Ah, I wouldn't worry. He probably doesn't notice any visitors. If you ask me, he spends way too much time in the infirmary."

Sam laughed. "You know something I don't, sir?"

"Well I don't like to point fingers but I'd tell Fraiser to watch out for a frisky archaeologist."

"Janet? You think he's after Janet?"

Jack held up his hand, a smile playing on his face that told everything. "I'm not saying anything. Forget I mentioned it." He walked out of the lab slowly and Sam picked up a half cup of cold coffee and went to catch up.

"No way! I wanna know what Daniel's been telling you!"

"He hasn't been telling me anything. Neither has Fraiser, actually, but you're funny when you get annoyed."

Sam made evil eyes at Jack. "I don't believe you!" she accused.

"Fine then, don't. I don't care." This is it, thought Jack. She's breaking! He walked faster so he was a little ahead of Sam. Here it comes…

Sam caught up and grabbed his arm. "Right that's it I wanna know who…" She suddenly stopped and stepped backwards.

"Carter? What's up?" Jack looked confused. Sam turned and ran down the corridor, the cup of coffee falling and smashing on the way. She ran back into her lab. Jack followed Sam cautiously and stood outside the closed door. He pushed it open, and was greeted by a frightened Sam, holding a Zat up in his direction. Jack held a hand up. "Hey, Carter. Don't be stupid." Sam's focus stayed on Jack as she moved over to the intercom phone. Jack watched, and his face suddenly changed. He dived on the floor, aiming for Sam's feet. She lost her balance and fell backwards into a trolley, hitting her head on a low shelf. The Zat flew out of her hand and skidded across the floor. As Sam struggled to regain focus and get up, Jack walked calmly across the room and picked up the weapon. He walked back to the door and leaned against the wall, watching as Sam grabbed at anything for stability. She got a grip on the desk and attempted to pull herself up. As the room seemed to spin around her, she looked straight at Jack through half-closed eyelids. Jack raised the Zat, his eyes flashed and Sam took a last chance and propelled herself across the room, stopped by the sudden burst of energy from the Zat.

Sam fell face down on the floor, her body twitching from the blast. Jack hid the Zat in his waistband and walked over to Sam. Rolling her unconscious body over, he took a set of keys out of her pocket and dragged the intercom phone off the wall, and out of the socket. He left the lab, locking the door behind him.