He'd been talking to Sam when he felt the sudden vibration against his wrist. Daniel frowned, and Sam had noticed immediately.

"Are you all right?"

He was still in pain, after all. Just because he was now allowed on his back, and was allowed to have visitors, it didn't mean Daniel was well. Far from it.

"I'm fine, Sam..." he raised his arm and looked at the device on his wrist. The blue light was flashing dully. "Blue..."

"What?"

Sam looked at his wrist as well, noticing the device was active.

"It's blue..."

She still didn't have a clue, and it showed in her expression. Suddenly smiling, Daniel slid his finger along the blue light, and suddenly the two of them heard Colonel Mitchell's voice, sounding far away but quite distinctive.

"Daniel...?"

"Blue is communications, Sam..." Daniel said, explaining. He raised the device closer to his mouth.

"Melony?"

"Yeah. Where are you?"

"In the room next to yours," he told her, looking over at Sam, who was wearing a relieved expression now. Obviously Mitchell was awake. That was very good news, indeed.

"Are you all right? You were hurt?"

"I was, but I'll be fine. How about you?"

"I was and I am..." she told him. The two could hear the relief in her voice, and Daniel was touched, because he knew it meant she'd been worried about him. She was far too badly injured to be worrying about him, as far as Daniel was concerned.

"I need to go tell Brad," Sam said.

"Fraiser knows," Melony's voice said. "Is that you, Major Carter?"

"Yes." Sam smiled.

"Is Jack with you?"

"He's in his office, I think. Do you want me to get him?"

There was a hesitation, but then she responded.

"Nah, you'd better leave that to Doctor Fraiser. That way she can control how many visitors I have..." they could both hear the wry quality to her voice, and Daniel smiled. Mitchell was well aware that Janet ruled her infirmary. Even if you're the most powerful system lord ever, you still had to play by her rules.

"Do you need anything, Melony?" Daniel asked.

"I just wanted to hear your voice." She answered. Daniel smiled again, feeling just a little gooey inside. "I need to get caught up on my messages and see what's going on. I'll talk to you later, okay?"

Daniel nodded, realized she couldn't see that, and said, "Okay."

The communication went dead, and he looked over at Sam, who rested her arm on his unbroken one.

"See? I told you she was going to be fine."

Daniel had been fretting over Melony as much as Jack had. Not as much as Brad – since no one could worry like that young man could – but he'd been worried. He hadn't heard anything, and anytime he asked Janet how she was doing, the doctor had merely said she was sleeping. He hadn't known if she was trying to keep him from worrying or if she'd been telling the truth, and given their conversation only a few days ago; he wasn't about to ask her if she was lying to him. It would have been a bad way to begin their fledgling relationship, after all.

"You were right." He dropped his hand back to the bed and shifted, then winced when he rubbed a burn. "I wonder if I can see her..."

"Probably not until you can get into a wheel chair," Sam said, smiling. "She's probably not up to coming to you, yet, after all."

"True."

............

Fraiser found Jack O'Neill in his office. She'd knocked lightly on the door, but there hadn't been an answer. Fairly certain he was in there – because this was where Teal'c had told her she'd find him, she'd opened the door slightly and peeked in, just to make sure he wasn't there. And had found him asleep at his desk. She smiled, slightly, and walked into his office quietly. He needed sleep, she knew that, but she also knew he'd be right pissed off if she hadn't woken him to tell him that Mitchell was awake and he could see her.

"Colonel?"

His head was in his arms, resting on the desk, and apparently he was soundly asleep, because he didn't respond. She tried again.

"Colonel?" This time, she nudged him slightly with her hand on his shoulder.

That woke him. He sat up, quickly, looking around, and scowled in confusion when he saw Fraiser. The scowl immediately turned to concern as he realized that she would only have two reasons to come looking for him; one good, one bad. She gave him a slight smile, to let him know the news wasn't bad and he relaxed marginally.

"What is it?"

"Colonel Mitchell's awake, Colonel. I thought you'd like to know."

He smiled, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

"It's about time," he said, standing up and heading for the door. "I'm going to kill her for making me worry like this."

"You can't see her, yet, Sir."

He frowned and turned back towards Janet.

"What? Why not?"

"Because she said she wanted to see Major Anderson first."

"Have you told him she's awake?"

She shook her head.

"I haven't been able to find him."

Jack's scowl deepened.

"I'll find him." He started for the door, with Janet right behind him, then stopped suddenly and turned. She almost ran right into him. Jack smiled. "Thanks, Doc."

"For what?"

"Taking care of her. Of them. Of us."

Janet smiled.

"That's my job, Colonel."

"And you do it well. I just want you to know that."

That was his way of apologizing for being such a pain the last week and a half. His way of telling her he was sorry for griping, moaning and bitching about not being able to see Melony, and not being able to hang out with Daniel for long periods of time. Fraiser knew this, and she appreciated that he realized he wasn't always so easy to get along with.

"Thank you, Colonel," she said, smiling. Then she shooed him away. "Go find Major Anderson. And have him take Colonel Mitchell a pot of coffee – not too hot."

Jack nodded, and hurried to obey. He was halfway down the hall before he realized she'd just kicked him out of his own office, and by then, well... she could have her little victories.