Janet Fraiser frowned as she turned toward Jack O'Neill who was waiting for an answer eyeing Sam, who was not taking her look off him for a second, in a puzzled way.
"So, what's this all about doc?" he asked eager to get a response explaining his 2IC's strange behavior. Unfortunately Janet could not give him what he wanted, not this time.
"Well, sir, to tell the truth: all I know is that she has got a temperature is elevated to about 102 degrees and that there is nothing contagious to be found in her blood or anywhere else. To figure out what exactly is wrong with Sam will take some time at least a day or more."
"So till then I'll have to live with her lascivious glances", Jack sighed.
Fraiser raised both her eyebrows, "Don't you wanna say that'd disturb you in any way, sir. And just that you know it, I won't keep Sam here only for that one reason, as long as nothing really serious happens I see no need in it", she looked at him expectantly.
"Did I say anything against it?" Jack sighed, "Just dunno if I can really deal with the fact of her being randy at me or something like that for long."
Janet rolled her eyes, "Oh, come on, sir, she won't bite you."
"Hey, we don't know that..." Jack protested
"Perhaps you can distract her somehow", came back the encouraging reply.
"If ya say that", the colonel groaned, "come on Sam, we're off", he added into Carter's direction who slid from the bed she had been sitting on at once and joined him grabbing his arm. She then started to snuffle along his neck and kissed it.
"What are ye doin' there?" Jack questioned.
"Have never remarked you're smelling that good before..." she whispered.
"Yeah, course", he sighed, "could cha just leave me some space to breathe?"
"Why?" she questioned in a playfully offended way.
Finally Jack managed to get her lips away from his neck, but though Sam was still clinging to him closely as he left infirmary with her.
From over the edge of his book Daniel Jackson saw Jack and Sam entering the library.
"Hey Jack", he greeted his friend, "oh, and hey Sam."
"Hi Daniel", Jack seemed to be a bit stressed and a moment later Daniel realized why: Sam appeared to be completely changed. She was now waving at him with a lascivious wink and a devious grin.
Plus: she held on to Jack not letting go of him for a second eager to cuddle up with him and always trying to kiss him.
"Any progress with the translation?" Jack inquired.
"Well, yeah. This temple appeared to be a place for love rituals and they must've used some kind of drug or aphrodisiac... This is it as far as I've come till now."
"That's sumthin', could explain why Sam over here behaves like a hot cat..."
On this statement Sam purred just like a cat and tried to nibble on the lobe of Jack's ear.
He had to grin as she did so. He pushed her away gently stating: "Yeah, poor little kitty, s'okay..."
"A bit nasty, huh?" Daniel questioned.
"Well, it's better as if she's drunk", Jack sighed, "then ya can really forget things. Anyway I wonder if she remarks what nutty stuff she's just doing..."
"I don't think so..." Daniel went on studying the pictures of the wall, "Oh my god" his eyes shot up back to Jack and Sam at once.
"What??" Jack raised an eyebrow.
"That's no good...: This last passage contains a warning; it says that there's no way to reverse the effects of this love drug and that the final consequence is death..."
"Sh..." Jack's eyes widened, "maybe it's better to call up Fraiser immediately", he turned around quickly walking over to the next phone.
Okay, that's another chapter. In the next ones there'll be a whole lot more of action, revealing more details and giving Sam a chance to make something astonishingly good out of her condition... You'll see soon.