7/?

A/N Just a quickie to tide you through until I can think of what exactly to do next. Please do R&R, and any ideas are welcome, as I may just use one.

Dr. Frasier was frowning when O'Neill walked into the infirmary an hour later. She had set Jon's nose, and demanded that he stay on base until she was sure the bone would set right. After doping him up on pain medication she ordered O'Neill in to look at his hand. "Janet, I just punched the guy, not a wall."

She knew that, and she also knew that he was perfectly fine, but she had an alternate agenda. "You don't look well Colonel."

"It's called a hangover." O'Neill snapped. He sighed and apologized. "It's been a rough day." He'd spent the last hour listening to the general drone about how to treat guests, even if they are your clones.

"Sam's not doing well either." Janet said quietly.

O'Neill sat up straight on the medical bed he was sitting on. "What's wrong with her?"

"She's mentally and emotionally worn out Jack. You need to give her some space."

"Why me? He's the one who was with her last night, and then he was harassing her earlier. I've never acted like that. Do clone's sometimes have a change in personality?"

Janet nodded. "Life experiences can change a person. Since he hasn't gone through the same things as you, but only has a memory of them, it will affect him differently." She finished 'examining' his hand, then told him he was free to go. "Just, steer clear of Sam for a while."

O'Neill looked over at his sleeping clone and silently cursed himself. He'd be gone now if Jack hadn't punched him. As soon as he was clear of the infirmary O'Neill made a beeline for Carter's lab.