"Enter." Jack called.
"Hello sir." Sam said as she entered the room.
"Hey Carter. You've had the chicken pox right? Otherwise you'd better leave."
"I've had them sir. How are you feeling?" Sam inquired.
"Just peachy. I have read spots coming up all over my body and it's as itchy as hell. How are you?"
"Fine thank you sir." Sam replied at his sarcastic question.
"So what can I do for you or are you just here to mock me?"
"Actually I'm here to spring you sir." Sam said with a smile.
"I'm under doctors orders not to leave."
"Colonel you've been deemed a risk to base security." Sam informed him.
"A security risk? How is me having chicken pox a security risk?"
"General Hammond believes if you infect one of our allies with the chicken pox and they have an adverse reaction and die it may cause a diplomatic incident. So I'm here to take you home."
"Got to love that diplomacy stuff. Let's go." Jack started to leave but Sam put a hand on his arm to stop him.
"There's a condition."
"What?" Jack demanded.
"How would you like a house guest for a few weeks?"
"Why i just have the chicken pox?"
"Sir, chicken pox can be dangerous when you're not a child and sir you have to admit you're not ten anymore. Janet wants someone to stay with you just in case, she's worried about how it would affect Teal'c and his symbiote. So you're either stuck with me or some nameless airman or she'll check you into an isolation room at the Academy hospital for observation."
"I'll take you." He said after a moment. "Let's go." He subconscious started scratching.
"Stop scratching Colonel or I'll tape oven mitts to your hands." Sam warned.
"I don't have oven mitts." He countered.
"You do now, courtesy of Ferretti and SG-2." Sam handed him a bag. "I've got your medication, calamine lotion, oven mitts anything else we need?"
"To leave?" Jack suggested.
"A zat gun?" Sam muttered. "Should have got a zat." Hammond had offered her extra hazard pay at Janet's prompting after reminding him what an exceptionally bad patient Jack was. But Sam had told him to donate it to the SGC memorial fund for lost personnel.
"Carter are we leaving yet?" Jack asked.
"Yes sir. Let's go, but avoid getting too close to the airmen we don't want them getting sick too."
"Good advice there Major." Jack said sarcastically.
"Just part of my job sir." Sam said. 'This is going to be fun.' She thought to herself as they made their way to the elevator.
TBC
"Hello sir." Sam said as she entered the room.
"Hey Carter. You've had the chicken pox right? Otherwise you'd better leave."
"I've had them sir. How are you feeling?" Sam inquired.
"Just peachy. I have read spots coming up all over my body and it's as itchy as hell. How are you?"
"Fine thank you sir." Sam replied at his sarcastic question.
"So what can I do for you or are you just here to mock me?"
"Actually I'm here to spring you sir." Sam said with a smile.
"I'm under doctors orders not to leave."
"Colonel you've been deemed a risk to base security." Sam informed him.
"A security risk? How is me having chicken pox a security risk?"
"General Hammond believes if you infect one of our allies with the chicken pox and they have an adverse reaction and die it may cause a diplomatic incident. So I'm here to take you home."
"Got to love that diplomacy stuff. Let's go." Jack started to leave but Sam put a hand on his arm to stop him.
"There's a condition."
"What?" Jack demanded.
"How would you like a house guest for a few weeks?"
"Why i just have the chicken pox?"
"Sir, chicken pox can be dangerous when you're not a child and sir you have to admit you're not ten anymore. Janet wants someone to stay with you just in case, she's worried about how it would affect Teal'c and his symbiote. So you're either stuck with me or some nameless airman or she'll check you into an isolation room at the Academy hospital for observation."
"I'll take you." He said after a moment. "Let's go." He subconscious started scratching.
"Stop scratching Colonel or I'll tape oven mitts to your hands." Sam warned.
"I don't have oven mitts." He countered.
"You do now, courtesy of Ferretti and SG-2." Sam handed him a bag. "I've got your medication, calamine lotion, oven mitts anything else we need?"
"To leave?" Jack suggested.
"A zat gun?" Sam muttered. "Should have got a zat." Hammond had offered her extra hazard pay at Janet's prompting after reminding him what an exceptionally bad patient Jack was. But Sam had told him to donate it to the SGC memorial fund for lost personnel.
"Carter are we leaving yet?" Jack asked.
"Yes sir. Let's go, but avoid getting too close to the airmen we don't want them getting sick too."
"Good advice there Major." Jack said sarcastically.
"Just part of my job sir." Sam said. 'This is going to be fun.' She thought to herself as they made their way to the elevator.
TBC