They didn't play Rummy in their cabin. They carried the decks of cards down to the cafeteria where they'd have more room, and played at their usual table. No one was in there, and the only sounds were those coming from the kitchen as Gary and his crew started to get dinner ready.

The cook came out and saw them all there, and asked what had happened. Hearing about Jack and Daniel, and seeing the concern on the campers' faces, he went back in and found a plate of cookies, which he set on the table for the boys. Nothing eases worry like a fresh chocolate chip cookie. It worked, as he'd known it would. The boys munched cookies and played Rummy with Teal'c, and while they didn't completely forget about their missing counselors, they didn't worry as much as they might have.

"Hey guys."

Sam entered the dining room about an hour after the boys and Teal'c did. The boys looked up and greeted her with smiles.

"Hi, Sam."

"Hi, Sam!"

"Greetings, MajorCarter."

"Where's Jack?" Sam asked, looking around.

"He fell off the ropes course."

"He caught the bar, but then missed it, and dropped on his head."

"He did not."

"Yes, he did."

Sam's smile faded instantly, and she looked at Teal'c for more information.

"The Camp Nurse has taken O'Neill and DanielJackson to the hospital."

"Daniel?"

"Jack fell on Daniel."

"On his cast."

"Are they okay?"

"Indeed. Both were talking and alert when they left. O'Neill has most likely broken his arm."

"Daniel cut his head. It was bleeding pretty good."

"Like Jack's when he hit the boom."

"The boom hit him."

Sam sat down in Jack's chair, and Shawn realized she was still worried. He put his hand on her arm, and gave her a small smile.

"Don't worry, Sam. Teal'c says they're going to be fine."

That got her attention.

"Teal'c?"

"It's what Jack calls Murray, sometimes. Did you know?"

Sam nodded. "I call him that sometimes, too. I'm just – "

"O'Neill called me by that name after he fell from the harness," Teal'c said, explaining to her that Jack had let it slip. "There is no harm done. I do not mind if my friends call me Teal'c."

The boys beamed.

Sam smiled, and looked down at Shawn's hand on her arm.

"He really fell on Daniel?"

"Yup."

"Wow."

"I got the bar, Sam." Simon told her from the other side of the table.

"Me, too!"

"I went first!"

"I was last. Well, before Jack. He was last. I got the bar, too."

"They didn't let Daniel go. They said he couldn't because of his wrist."

Ah, the ironies.

"How long ago did they leave?" Sam asked Teal'c.

"It has been roughly one hour."

"They probably won't be back before dinner, then." Sam said, more to herself than to anyone else.

"Indeed."

"Well... I think I'll wait with you guys anyways, if you don't mind?"

They didn't, of course.