Aah! It's short! And it's a cliffhanger! I feel so bad!
Well, actually I don't, because I'm pretty close to done w/ the next chapter...and besides, it was such a great place to end the chapter. Great place. Yes. Now that everyone knows of my brilliance, I will shut up.

Jack confiscated Daniel's glasses, and Janet helped him into one of the infirmary beds, and Daniel sighed, laying back on the pillows. Much as he hated getting sick at such a bad time, it felt very good to just lay back into the clean white bed.

He let his mind wander, knowing that if Janet was going to let him continue translating here, it wouldn't be for a while: she was fond of putting people through dozens of tests upon entering her infirmary. Reminded of this, he said, "Janet."

She was at his side almost immediately. "Daniel. What's wrong?"

"No brain x-rays today, okay? They're really annoying." Janet smiled, and Daniel heard Jack say from farther down the side of the bed, "That's our Daniel."

"What? I mean it," he said. "I hate those things."

"'Brain x-rays.' Your vocabulary is shrinking, Danny-boy." Jack had walked over to the other side of the bed, so Janet occupied the right side and Jack the left. Now that he was closer, Daniel could see him more clearly.

"Shut up and give me my glasses back," Daniel said, glaring at Jack. "I really don't want to dig for medical terms right now—"

He stopped as a thermometer was shoved under his tongue and held there. "Mph," he mumbled, and held his hand out to Jack. The colonel, seeing he had a tactical advantage, decided not to give up the glasses just yet.

The thermometer beeped, and Janet removed it from his mouth. "101.2," she said. "I think it's safe to say that this isn't just allergies, Daniel."

"Right," said Daniel. He thought for a minute, then said, "If you make Jack give my glasses back, I'll be good and do whatever you want, okay?"

Jack promptly handed the glasses back, then said, "Now remember to keep your promise." Daniel glared at him, now with the added power of his glasses, as Janet felt his pulse and lymph nodes. Jack, seeing that Daniel was cooperating, headed over to Carter, who was still asleep.

"C'mon, Carter, wake up," said Jack. "You're missing all the excitement."

Sam lay there.

"Carter! I am ordering you to wake up!" said Jack.

"Yessir," she sighed.

Jack frowned. "Carter?"

Sam did nothing.

Jack walked back to Janet, and said, pointing, "Is she supposed to do that?"

Janet, having finished with Daniel, told him, "Rest," and then turned to Jack. "Do what?" she asked.

"Carter," Jack said. "She...talked to me."

Janet frowned. "And...did it make sense?"

Jack looked towards his second-in-command. "Um, sort of."

Janet waited for him to explain.

"I ordered her to wake up."

"And..."

"And she said, 'yes sir.'" He paused. Then he explained, "But she didn't wake up."

Janet walked over to Sam, and checked the equipment to which she was hooked up. "Sir," she said, sighing, "she's still asleep. She probably heard you and thought it was part of a dream she was having."

Jack walked over, too, looked at Sam, and frowned. "Oh," he said.

---------------------------------------------------

"Unscheduled off-world activation," said a voice from the speakers.

Daniel woke up, flinching at the volume. They hadn't let him have his work back, so he'd decided to take a nap—and besides, Janet had ordered him to rest. He sat up, grunting as he did so, and saw a blurred form, next to Sam's bed, turn at the noise. Daniel groped for his glasses, found them, and shoved them onto his nose, and could clearly see Janet walking towards him.

"Hey," she said, when she got to him. "How are you feeling?"

Daniel checked himself out internally, and then said, "Worse, actually."

Janet frowned. "Worse how?"

Daniel shrugged helplessly. "Just...worse in general, I guess. Sort of shivery...and tired. And my head hurts more."

Janet nodded. "I'll—"

"Medical team to the control room!" cried the speakers with General Hammond's voice.

Janet sighed. "Here," she said, handing him a thermometer, "Take your temperature. I'll be back as soon as I can." With that, she speed-walked out of the room.

"Okay," Daniel murmured to her retreating back, and looked down at the thermometer.

He promptly looked up again when he heard the sound of rustling sheets. The only other person in the room was Sam, who was supposedly still comatose. He looked over to her, and saw her sitting up.

"Daniel?" she said.