Fraiser led Sally to another room, just off the main one. This room was a private area, with only one bed and a lot of monitors beeping and whirring. Daniel was lying in the bed, covered warmly and looking far paler than Sally had ever seen him looking before.
"Don't worry, it looks a lot worse than it is." Janet reassured her, walking over and checking his IV.
Sally walked over as well, hesitantly putting her hand on Daniel's, and looking down at him.
"He..." He looked awful. Even unconscious his face held a pained expression, and she moved the blanket that was covering him a little, exposing the bandages that were covering his side. "You're sure he's going to be all right?"
"Positive. I've seen him hurt worse."
"Really? When?"
"I'm afraid I can't-"
"Classified?"
Janet nodded.
"You'll have to ask Colonel O'Neill. He knows what he's allowed to say and what he isn't."
Sally sighed, and looked down at Daniel again.
"I'm going to leave you alone, okay?" Janet said. "I need to take care of a couple reports, and I can get it done before I have to go argue with the Colonel about taking Major Carter home."
"Do you argue with Jack a lot?"
Fraiser nodded, and then smiled. "Usually when someone's hurt, or when he's worried about someone. In this case, with Sam and Daniel both down, I'm in for a lot of arguing. Especially since Sam's not going home tonight." It was obvious to Sally that she wasn't all that worried about it, but she didn't say anything. "You'll be okay?"
Sally nodded.
Janet left the room, closing the door quietly behind her, and Sally carefully sat herself down on the edge of Daniel's bed, still holding his hand.
.................
"He's going to be fine..."
Sally looked up at the voice, startled when she heard Jack's voice over her shoulder. She hadn't even heard him enter the room. The fact that he was standing right behind her was even more spooky. She was usually pretty good at knowing what was going on around her, and O'Neill had appeared like a ghost. She wiped her eyes, trying to do it without him noticing, but she was certain Jack saw everything that happened around him, and it was confirmed when he reached into his pocket and handed her a tissue.
"Thanks."
He nodded, and went around to the other side of the bed, giving her a chance to regain control, and looking down at Daniel with a concerned look in his dark eyes.
"Fraiser says he'll be okay."
"He's still out."
"He's a lot tougher than he looks, Sally."
"How's Sam?"
Jack scowled. "Fraiser says she has to stay the night."
"She told me that, too." She looked around. "Where's Jaffer?"
"With Sam. I won't bring him in here, in case he jumped up on the bed. He does it because it annoys Janet, which amuses me, but if he jumped up on Daniel's bed, he might cause him some pain, and I won't risk it. Besides, Daniel's allergic to Jaffer."
"He's allergic to Binky, too."
"Binky?"
"My kitten."
Jack snorted.
She smiled, slightly, and blew her nose. "I wish he'd wake up."
"Me, too. Then I could yell at him for worrying me."
"You'd have to stand in line."
"I'm his CO, I get first crack at him."
"I'm his girlfriend. I have priority."
"We'll flip a coin for it later," Jack told her.
Her smile was bigger, this time, and she nodded, feeling a little better. If Jack was able to joke about it, maybe Daniel really wasn't hurt all that badly.
"Fraiser said you have to let him rest."
"But I haven't been here all that long."
Jack shrugged. She'd been with Daniel for half an hour. It was longer than Janet would have given Jack with him. It was longer than she'd been planning on giving him with Sam, but Jaffer had run interference for him, and Jack had gained a few extra minutes.
"She kicked me out of the infirmary, too." He said. "Are you hungry?"
She shook her head.
"Well, I am, so you can come watch me eat."
"Why would I do that?"
"Because it's the only way I'll answer your questions."
"Oh. In that case, I'm starving."
Jack smiled, and came back to her side of the bed, and offered her his arm, in a similar manner to the way he'd offered his arm to Sam only that very morning. She stood up and took it, but hesitated and looked back down at Daniel.
"Come on. Time waits for no man, and neither does pie."
She smiled, and leaned against him for just a moment, stealing a little much needed comfort from him. Jack wrapped his arm around her and hugged her close for a moment, a little uncomfortable, but knowing that she wouldn't have leaned if she didn't need to be held, and willing to be the one to reassure her at that moment. Besides, he liked Sally, and didn't want her to worry.
"Is there a place to eat someplace close?" She asked a moment later, once more drying her eyes.
"I know just the spot."
He hugged her once more, then led her towards the door, whistling for Jaffer as he passed through the infirmary, and waiting just long enough for the big black lab to come trotting over from the direction of Carter's bed.
"Good night, Colonel." Sam called, her voice filled with good humor.
"Good night, Major." He replied. "I'll see you first thing in the morning."
"No you won't." Came Doctor Fraiser's voice, and she came around the corner, and shooed the three of them out of her infirmary. "I don't want to see either of you until at least 0800 tomorrow. Unless something changes, and if it does, I'll page you, Colonel."
"But-"
"Out."
"Come on, Sally..." Jack said, his arm still around her shoulder. "We'll just wait for her to fall asleep and sneak back in later..."
Sally chuckled, despite her concerns, and allowed O'Neill to steer her out of the infirmary, Jaffer close beside them, and Fraiser watching until they vanished down the hall.
"Don't worry, it looks a lot worse than it is." Janet reassured her, walking over and checking his IV.
Sally walked over as well, hesitantly putting her hand on Daniel's, and looking down at him.
"He..." He looked awful. Even unconscious his face held a pained expression, and she moved the blanket that was covering him a little, exposing the bandages that were covering his side. "You're sure he's going to be all right?"
"Positive. I've seen him hurt worse."
"Really? When?"
"I'm afraid I can't-"
"Classified?"
Janet nodded.
"You'll have to ask Colonel O'Neill. He knows what he's allowed to say and what he isn't."
Sally sighed, and looked down at Daniel again.
"I'm going to leave you alone, okay?" Janet said. "I need to take care of a couple reports, and I can get it done before I have to go argue with the Colonel about taking Major Carter home."
"Do you argue with Jack a lot?"
Fraiser nodded, and then smiled. "Usually when someone's hurt, or when he's worried about someone. In this case, with Sam and Daniel both down, I'm in for a lot of arguing. Especially since Sam's not going home tonight." It was obvious to Sally that she wasn't all that worried about it, but she didn't say anything. "You'll be okay?"
Sally nodded.
Janet left the room, closing the door quietly behind her, and Sally carefully sat herself down on the edge of Daniel's bed, still holding his hand.
.................
"He's going to be fine..."
Sally looked up at the voice, startled when she heard Jack's voice over her shoulder. She hadn't even heard him enter the room. The fact that he was standing right behind her was even more spooky. She was usually pretty good at knowing what was going on around her, and O'Neill had appeared like a ghost. She wiped her eyes, trying to do it without him noticing, but she was certain Jack saw everything that happened around him, and it was confirmed when he reached into his pocket and handed her a tissue.
"Thanks."
He nodded, and went around to the other side of the bed, giving her a chance to regain control, and looking down at Daniel with a concerned look in his dark eyes.
"Fraiser says he'll be okay."
"He's still out."
"He's a lot tougher than he looks, Sally."
"How's Sam?"
Jack scowled. "Fraiser says she has to stay the night."
"She told me that, too." She looked around. "Where's Jaffer?"
"With Sam. I won't bring him in here, in case he jumped up on the bed. He does it because it annoys Janet, which amuses me, but if he jumped up on Daniel's bed, he might cause him some pain, and I won't risk it. Besides, Daniel's allergic to Jaffer."
"He's allergic to Binky, too."
"Binky?"
"My kitten."
Jack snorted.
She smiled, slightly, and blew her nose. "I wish he'd wake up."
"Me, too. Then I could yell at him for worrying me."
"You'd have to stand in line."
"I'm his CO, I get first crack at him."
"I'm his girlfriend. I have priority."
"We'll flip a coin for it later," Jack told her.
Her smile was bigger, this time, and she nodded, feeling a little better. If Jack was able to joke about it, maybe Daniel really wasn't hurt all that badly.
"Fraiser said you have to let him rest."
"But I haven't been here all that long."
Jack shrugged. She'd been with Daniel for half an hour. It was longer than Janet would have given Jack with him. It was longer than she'd been planning on giving him with Sam, but Jaffer had run interference for him, and Jack had gained a few extra minutes.
"She kicked me out of the infirmary, too." He said. "Are you hungry?"
She shook her head.
"Well, I am, so you can come watch me eat."
"Why would I do that?"
"Because it's the only way I'll answer your questions."
"Oh. In that case, I'm starving."
Jack smiled, and came back to her side of the bed, and offered her his arm, in a similar manner to the way he'd offered his arm to Sam only that very morning. She stood up and took it, but hesitated and looked back down at Daniel.
"Come on. Time waits for no man, and neither does pie."
She smiled, and leaned against him for just a moment, stealing a little much needed comfort from him. Jack wrapped his arm around her and hugged her close for a moment, a little uncomfortable, but knowing that she wouldn't have leaned if she didn't need to be held, and willing to be the one to reassure her at that moment. Besides, he liked Sally, and didn't want her to worry.
"Is there a place to eat someplace close?" She asked a moment later, once more drying her eyes.
"I know just the spot."
He hugged her once more, then led her towards the door, whistling for Jaffer as he passed through the infirmary, and waiting just long enough for the big black lab to come trotting over from the direction of Carter's bed.
"Good night, Colonel." Sam called, her voice filled with good humor.
"Good night, Major." He replied. "I'll see you first thing in the morning."
"No you won't." Came Doctor Fraiser's voice, and she came around the corner, and shooed the three of them out of her infirmary. "I don't want to see either of you until at least 0800 tomorrow. Unless something changes, and if it does, I'll page you, Colonel."
"But-"
"Out."
"Come on, Sally..." Jack said, his arm still around her shoulder. "We'll just wait for her to fall asleep and sneak back in later..."
Sally chuckled, despite her concerns, and allowed O'Neill to steer her out of the infirmary, Jaffer close beside them, and Fraiser watching until they vanished down the hall.