Author's note: okay the site is taking out all my dividers for some reason
and all my sections of story are running together, which is pretty
annoying, I gotta say. Just so you're all aware of why there's nothing
separating each section...
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"Hello?"
"Janet?"
"Sam. Good morning." The doctor sounded tired, already, Sam thought. And it was only 6 am. "How did you sleep?"
"Okay, thanks. How's Jack?"
There was hesitation, and then Fraiser sighed. "He still hasn't woken up."
"Is he okay?"
"Yes, Sam. He's stable, and his tests are all coming out fine. He's just not ready to rejoin us, I suppose. Being stubborn."
"I want to see him."
"I know. You can see him today. If you're quiet, I'll let you spend a while with him." Maybe Sam could get him to wake up for her. "Are you coming in, now?"
"I have to stop at the vet's and check on Jaffer. They're having problems with him."
"What kind of problems?" If something happened to the dog, Jack O'Neill would be affected.
"He's fine, Janet." Sam smiled at the sudden concern in her voice. "He just won't stop howling, and he won't eat or drink for them. The vet asked if I could come down."
"I see." Janet Fraiser wished she had that problem with her patient. If Jack would wake up, she could bully him into eating and drinking. But he had to wake up, first.
"We'll be there soon, though."
"Make sure you eat."
Janet hung up.
.....
"Wow, is that Jaffer?" Daniel's eyes widened when they walked into the waiting area of the veterinarian clinic, and immediately heard the howls.
"He sounds as if he is in some distress, Major Carter." Teal'c observed. His own Jack had never howled like that.
"Doctor Ray said he's been doing it all night," Sam told them, again.
"I can't imagine how anyone could get anything done listening to that."
The receptionist smiled when she saw them walk in, a true smile of relief that told Sam the woman was having trouble getting anything done listening to that. Carter smiled.
"Can we see him?"
"Please do."
They all grinned, and she led them into the back room, where a few very irritated looking vet-techs were trying to get some tests run, and work on some lab reports. Unfortunately, the howling was even louder in the back room.
"Major Carter, over here." Monica Ray was standing by the door to the recovery room, and Sam, Daniel and Teal'c went over to join her.
"He's really making a lot of noise," Sam observed.
Ray nodded, and led them to the large covered cage, and took the blanket off, revealing one very miserable looking black lab puppy. Jaffer stopped howling immediately. And when he saw it was Sam, his tail wagged, happily. This was his second favorite person! She'd let him out!
"Hey, Jaffer," Sam cooed, kneeling down and putting her fingers through the wire of the cage to try and comfort him. Jaffer licked her fingers, standing up and tripping over the casted leg, then standing up again, stubbornly.
"He does not appear to be suffering from his injuries." Teal'c observed.
Monica looked at the Jaffa, wondering who this very large man was. It was obvious that he was a good friend, though, because even though he was quite intimidating, Jaffer licked his fingers, too, when he leaned down and put them through the wire.
"He's not." Dr. Ray said. "He's just not eating or drinking. And he won't stop howling."
"Perhaps he is not drinking because he does not desire to be incarcerated further?"
Ray smiled. "We're pretty sure that's what it is. But, Jaffer is prone to getting into trouble, and we don't want to let him loose without someone around who can control him. I know I can't get him to listen to me."
"Is he in any pain?" Sam asked.
She shook her head. "He's on painkillers. Nothing too strong, but kind of like a doggie aspirin. He shouldn't be feeling any discomfort he can't handle."
"Then let me take him home. I can get him to eat, and I can probably handle him until Colonel O'Neill is well enough to."
"I should keep him until-"Ray turned and saw the pleading looks from her staff, and sighed. There really wasn't any reason that he needed to stay, and if Major Carter was willing, then why not?
Twenty minutes later, Teal'c was carefully carrying a newly liberated Jaffer out to Daniel's car, and putting him into the back seat. Sam had a long list of instructions, and a phone list of how to get hold of Dr. Ray, and Daniel was carrying a handful of medications.
"You can let him walk for short periods of time," Ray was telling Sam – again – as she walked them to the car. "He needs to get used to it, and he's far too active to stay on his side for too long, anyways. Just keep an eye on him. If he shows any discomfort, or un-Jaffer-like characteristics, then bring him back, or call me."
"We will."
They got into the car and Daniel drove off.
'''
"Janet's NOT going to approve of this."
"We can't leave him in the car, Daniel." Sam said as they walked down the corridors of the SGC. Teal'c was once more holding Jaffer in hi powerful arms, and the black lab was content to hold still as he was carried. He knew this place well, and he wasn't nervous at being here. "And we can't leave him with the other dogs, because he'll try to do more than he should, and he'll hurt himself playing with them."
"I know, Sam." Daniel said. "I'm just saying... Janet's NOT going to approve of this."
"I can't leave him at home. You wouldn't believe what he'll do to a place if he's left alone there."
"Oh, I know." That was the voice of experience, and Sam grinned and wondered what she'd missed.
"Then you know why I'm not leaving him in my lab, or in Colonel O'Neill's office." She smiled, "Would you like to volunteer your office as doggie day care center?"
"No. I'd rather eat my own artifacts first, thank you."
They walked into the infirmary, telling Teal'c to stay outside in the hall for a minute while Sam and Daniel tried to cushion the news of their newest patient. And found that Jack's bed was empty.
"Sam!"
She turned and saw Janet Fraiser walking in from a different entrance. "I was hoping I'd be here when you came in. We just moved Colonel O'Neill, and I didn't want you to panic when you saw the empty bed."
She had started to panic, but Carter shook her head. "Me? Panic?"
"Uh huh."
"Where'd you move him to?"
"One of the VIP quarters. There's more privacy, and I'm hoping if he doesn't hear the infirmary noises in his subconscious, he'll wake up sooner, thinking he's not in a hospital."
"You're trying to trick him?" Daniel asked, surprised.
"I'm trying to wake him up by letting him think maybe he's just waking up after a heavy night of drinking or something..." Fraiser said, trailing off, and trying to rephrase that. Finally, she nodded. "Yeah, I'm trying to trick him."
"Can I see him?" Sam asked.
"Sure." Fraiser gestured for them to head back out the entrance she came in, but Daniel interrupted.
"What about Jaffer, Sam?"
"Oh, yeah." Sam couldn't believe she'd almost forgot about that in her haste and desire to check on Jack.
"What about Jaffer?" Fraiser asked, almost suspiciously. Sam suddenly looked fairly guilty and uncomfortable.
'''
"Hello?"
"Janet?"
"Sam. Good morning." The doctor sounded tired, already, Sam thought. And it was only 6 am. "How did you sleep?"
"Okay, thanks. How's Jack?"
There was hesitation, and then Fraiser sighed. "He still hasn't woken up."
"Is he okay?"
"Yes, Sam. He's stable, and his tests are all coming out fine. He's just not ready to rejoin us, I suppose. Being stubborn."
"I want to see him."
"I know. You can see him today. If you're quiet, I'll let you spend a while with him." Maybe Sam could get him to wake up for her. "Are you coming in, now?"
"I have to stop at the vet's and check on Jaffer. They're having problems with him."
"What kind of problems?" If something happened to the dog, Jack O'Neill would be affected.
"He's fine, Janet." Sam smiled at the sudden concern in her voice. "He just won't stop howling, and he won't eat or drink for them. The vet asked if I could come down."
"I see." Janet Fraiser wished she had that problem with her patient. If Jack would wake up, she could bully him into eating and drinking. But he had to wake up, first.
"We'll be there soon, though."
"Make sure you eat."
Janet hung up.
.....
"Wow, is that Jaffer?" Daniel's eyes widened when they walked into the waiting area of the veterinarian clinic, and immediately heard the howls.
"He sounds as if he is in some distress, Major Carter." Teal'c observed. His own Jack had never howled like that.
"Doctor Ray said he's been doing it all night," Sam told them, again.
"I can't imagine how anyone could get anything done listening to that."
The receptionist smiled when she saw them walk in, a true smile of relief that told Sam the woman was having trouble getting anything done listening to that. Carter smiled.
"Can we see him?"
"Please do."
They all grinned, and she led them into the back room, where a few very irritated looking vet-techs were trying to get some tests run, and work on some lab reports. Unfortunately, the howling was even louder in the back room.
"Major Carter, over here." Monica Ray was standing by the door to the recovery room, and Sam, Daniel and Teal'c went over to join her.
"He's really making a lot of noise," Sam observed.
Ray nodded, and led them to the large covered cage, and took the blanket off, revealing one very miserable looking black lab puppy. Jaffer stopped howling immediately. And when he saw it was Sam, his tail wagged, happily. This was his second favorite person! She'd let him out!
"Hey, Jaffer," Sam cooed, kneeling down and putting her fingers through the wire of the cage to try and comfort him. Jaffer licked her fingers, standing up and tripping over the casted leg, then standing up again, stubbornly.
"He does not appear to be suffering from his injuries." Teal'c observed.
Monica looked at the Jaffa, wondering who this very large man was. It was obvious that he was a good friend, though, because even though he was quite intimidating, Jaffer licked his fingers, too, when he leaned down and put them through the wire.
"He's not." Dr. Ray said. "He's just not eating or drinking. And he won't stop howling."
"Perhaps he is not drinking because he does not desire to be incarcerated further?"
Ray smiled. "We're pretty sure that's what it is. But, Jaffer is prone to getting into trouble, and we don't want to let him loose without someone around who can control him. I know I can't get him to listen to me."
"Is he in any pain?" Sam asked.
She shook her head. "He's on painkillers. Nothing too strong, but kind of like a doggie aspirin. He shouldn't be feeling any discomfort he can't handle."
"Then let me take him home. I can get him to eat, and I can probably handle him until Colonel O'Neill is well enough to."
"I should keep him until-"Ray turned and saw the pleading looks from her staff, and sighed. There really wasn't any reason that he needed to stay, and if Major Carter was willing, then why not?
Twenty minutes later, Teal'c was carefully carrying a newly liberated Jaffer out to Daniel's car, and putting him into the back seat. Sam had a long list of instructions, and a phone list of how to get hold of Dr. Ray, and Daniel was carrying a handful of medications.
"You can let him walk for short periods of time," Ray was telling Sam – again – as she walked them to the car. "He needs to get used to it, and he's far too active to stay on his side for too long, anyways. Just keep an eye on him. If he shows any discomfort, or un-Jaffer-like characteristics, then bring him back, or call me."
"We will."
They got into the car and Daniel drove off.
'''
"Janet's NOT going to approve of this."
"We can't leave him in the car, Daniel." Sam said as they walked down the corridors of the SGC. Teal'c was once more holding Jaffer in hi powerful arms, and the black lab was content to hold still as he was carried. He knew this place well, and he wasn't nervous at being here. "And we can't leave him with the other dogs, because he'll try to do more than he should, and he'll hurt himself playing with them."
"I know, Sam." Daniel said. "I'm just saying... Janet's NOT going to approve of this."
"I can't leave him at home. You wouldn't believe what he'll do to a place if he's left alone there."
"Oh, I know." That was the voice of experience, and Sam grinned and wondered what she'd missed.
"Then you know why I'm not leaving him in my lab, or in Colonel O'Neill's office." She smiled, "Would you like to volunteer your office as doggie day care center?"
"No. I'd rather eat my own artifacts first, thank you."
They walked into the infirmary, telling Teal'c to stay outside in the hall for a minute while Sam and Daniel tried to cushion the news of their newest patient. And found that Jack's bed was empty.
"Sam!"
She turned and saw Janet Fraiser walking in from a different entrance. "I was hoping I'd be here when you came in. We just moved Colonel O'Neill, and I didn't want you to panic when you saw the empty bed."
She had started to panic, but Carter shook her head. "Me? Panic?"
"Uh huh."
"Where'd you move him to?"
"One of the VIP quarters. There's more privacy, and I'm hoping if he doesn't hear the infirmary noises in his subconscious, he'll wake up sooner, thinking he's not in a hospital."
"You're trying to trick him?" Daniel asked, surprised.
"I'm trying to wake him up by letting him think maybe he's just waking up after a heavy night of drinking or something..." Fraiser said, trailing off, and trying to rephrase that. Finally, she nodded. "Yeah, I'm trying to trick him."
"Can I see him?" Sam asked.
"Sure." Fraiser gestured for them to head back out the entrance she came in, but Daniel interrupted.
"What about Jaffer, Sam?"
"Oh, yeah." Sam couldn't believe she'd almost forgot about that in her haste and desire to check on Jack.
"What about Jaffer?" Fraiser asked, almost suspiciously. Sam suddenly looked fairly guilty and uncomfortable.