Jack had fought the urge to head to the door once more, but he realized it was getting harder and harder to do.

"When I get out of here, I am going to go back to that planet and kick the ass of whoever came up with this ridiculous drug." He continued to pace, growing more and more restless.

"Ah, to hell with it! I'm outta here," he said, once more heading for the door. He didn't get very far, when he heard the voices of the guards outside. A moment later, he heard the familiar sound of a zat being fired.

"What the--"

Before he could finish his sentence, the door opened, and Sam stepped inside.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, glancing at the unconscious guards lying on the floor before she shut the door behind her.

"We need to talk," she answered, stepping into the room.

"Ok. Have a seat Carter," he said, gesturing towards the bed.

She glanced guardedly at it before speaking. "I think I'll take the chair, sir." She moved towards it and sat.

"Whatever you say," he said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Sam just sat for a moment, gathering her thoughts as she stared at her CO.

"Carter?"

"Yes sir?"

"I thought you wanted to talk," he said, trying to keep control of himself.

She is so attractive. The things I could do to her right now, he thought. He glanced at the bed and then back to Sam. No! Stop that. You're her superior officer.

"Oh, sorry sir. I was just gathering my thoughts. I think we need to talk about this situation. I assume Janet told you everything?"

"Yeah, she did. I still don't believe it. I mean, I believe it, I just don't want to."

"Me either, sir. I was so angry and upset when I found out. That's why we need to talk. I don't things to be awkward between us, any of us. I have been thinking about how weird things could get if we don't get the cure soon.

"I agree, Carter. I don't think we have anything to worry about. I think we are all strong enough to resist the urges brought on by some silly drug. Well, I know I am having a bit of trouble to tell you the truth. But you are stronger than me I think."

Sam felt her face grow a little flushed, and looked down quickly.

"Carter? What's up? What did I do?" he asked upon seeing Sam's reaction to what he said.

"Nothing, sir. Really. I'm fine."

"Sure Carter. That's why you're bright red right now," Jack said sarcastically.

"I don't think I should tell you sir. Especially now."

"Just tell me. It cant be that bad. I can make it an order, Carter."

He is probably going to find out eventually anyways. I may as well just get it over with now.

"Ok. But you cant get upset, sir." She paused, trying to figure out the best way to tell him that she had already seen Daniel, and let the drug get the better of her.

"I already let the potion get control of me." She paused to let him take in what she was saying before continuing. "With Daniel."

"Oh."

"He came to my lab, and we ended up kissing," she explained.

He kissed her? Jack couldn't keep the jealousy from taking hold of him.

I cant believe he kissed her!

Sam saw the angry look growing on the Colonel's face. Uh-oh.

"Its not all Daniel's fault. The drug took control of him. But he got ahold of himself, and went back to his room before we got too carried away."

"He kissed you? I don't believe it. How did he even get to you? I thought he was under guard, like me." Jack couldn't keep the anger out of his voice. "Damn him. When I get my hands on him…" He stood up and started pacing again.

"Colonel, its not his fault. You cant blame Daniel. He was under the influence of this chemical in all of us. Please calm down." She stood up and went over to him. "Sir, I'm sorry. I never should have told you this. Especially when you are under the influence of the same drug."

He stopped pacing and looked at the woman standing before him. All the anger instantly left him.

"You are so beautiful, Carter," he said, staring carefully at her.

"Umm, sir? Maybe I better go now." She didn't like the way he was looking at her now.

"Ya, I think that's a good idea," he replied absentmindedly, still staring at her. He reached up unconsciously and touched her hair.

Before Sam could take a step back, Jack moved forward and leaned over to kiss her.

Just as there lips were about to meet, the door opened.

"Sam!" Janet exclaimed, stepping into the room.

Sam pulled away and whipped around quickly.

"Janet? What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? What are you doing here, Sam? I came to check on the Colonel, and find two unconscious guards outside his door. What the hell are you doing here? Did you do that to the guards?" the doctor questioned.

Sam knew she was in trouble now. Janet looked very annoyed at her friend.

"Janet, I'm sorry. I needed to talk to Jack. Ah, I- I mean the Colonel," Sam stuttered, blushing.

"What were you thinking, Sam? And what did you do the guards outside?"

"I zatted them," she explained, looking horribly embarrassed. "Umm, the drug made me do it," she said, trying to find a way out of the large amount of trouble she knew she was in.

"Sam, I can't believe you willing zatted two guards. Drug or no drug," Janet said, shaking her head.

"Janet, I'm sorry. I know what I did was wrong, but I just couldn't stop myself. I needed to talk to him," she said, looking towards Jack who had moved over to the bed to lie down.

"I know Sam. But you better get out of here, now. I'll take care of the guards. Go back to your room and get some rest. That's an order," she said, pointing towards the door.

Sam simply nodded and walked out the door.

"And you," Janet said, looking to the Colonel, "better not try anything. I will have another guard down here shortly. Stay in here."

"Yeah, sure, ya betcha," he replied sarcastically.

Janet simply smiled and walked out the door, shutting it behind her. She picked up the phone on a nearby wall, and called the infirmary so they could bring down stretchers for the unconscious men on the floor.

"What am I going to do with these people?" she asked herself, bending down to check out the guards.

Daniel sat at the table, bent over a translation he talked Janet in to sending down for him. He was going crazy with nothing to do, and his mind had kept floating to Sam. This way, he thought, he could keep his mind occupied and get some work done.

Daniel stared at the artifact, stuck on a specific symbol.

"Dammit! I can' work in here, I need my books!" he exclaimed, laying the artifact down and removing his glasses.

He pinched the bridge of his nose for a moment in frustration, then stood up to stretch his legs.

I need to get out of this room. I am so sick of these four walls. Maybe I can get Janet to let me go to my office and work, if the guards come with me. He walked over to the phone, and was about to pick it up when a thought occurred to him.

No, she won' let me. Not after the last time. What I did with Sam.

Sam. I wonder what she's doing now. Is she in her lab? In her room resting? Maybe I can call her, just talk to her for a bit. His hand started to reach for the phone again, but he resisted.

"No, I can't. I need to stay away from her until we get the cure. God, I hope they get it to us soon. I can't take much more of this." Daniel thought about his last statement for a moment.

"Ya, like it's so horrible. In love with Sam. What's so bad about that? She's beautiful, intelligent, caring—what am I saying? It's Sam! She's my friend. That's it. Just a friend. I don't love her like that."

Driving himself crazy with his own thoughts, Daniel threw himself into the chair, and closed his eyes.

What am I going to do? I can't have these feelings for her. I don't love Sam. I don't, he thought.

Then why do you keep having these thoughts about her, Daniel? he asked himself. If you didn't have feelings for her, why did you kiss her?

It was the potion!

Ok, it was the potion that made you do it. Was it the potion that made you enjoy it so much too?

Daniel's mind wandered back to the kiss he shared with her. It was great. I haven't been kissed like that since- since Sha're. I haven't felt that good in a long time. But that was different. Sha're was my wife. I loved her.

Like you love Sam?

"Oh, god!" Daniel said, his voice filled with realization.

"I do love her."

I need to see her, to talk to her about this. But what do I say, 'Ah, hey Sam. How's it going? By the way, I love you?' Yea, perfect, and watch her punch my lights out.

Daniel shook his head, trying to straighten out his thoughts. Are you sure you love her? It could still be the potion.

No. I love her, he thought again, this time with more conviction.

He picked up the phone, and dialed an extension. When the person picked up, he simply said, "It's me. I need to talk to you," and hung up.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on his door, and Daniel stood up to answer it.

"Janet. Thank you for getting here so quickly. I really need someone to talk to. Please, have a seat," he said.

"No problem Daniel. I wasn't terribly busy. I can't really do anything until we hear from the planet. So, what's up?"

"I don't really know how to say this, but I need to tell someone, so here it goes. I think I'm in love with Sam."

Janet just stared at him, not sure how to respond to his declaration for a moment.

"Are you sure?" was all she could get out.

He nodded, and then repeated his proclamation. "I love her. I tried to fight it at first, but then I realized that I have been in love with her for a while now. I mean, we have always been close, but lately, even before this happened, my feelings have been evolving."

"I see. Well, what are you going to do about it then? Are you going to tell her?"

"I don't know. That's why I called you. You are Sam's best friend. What do you think I should do? Do you think she would be receptive, or would she simply punch me in the face, or worse, run away?"

Janet could see the terror and confusion on his face. "Daniel, you know Sam better than that. She would never hurt you in any way. I don't know if she loves you, but I know that she cares a great deal about you. And I think you should tell her. Then you will at least know how she feels, and go from there."

"You're right Janet. I need to tell her. Thank you."

Before she could respond, the phone began to ring. Daniel went over to it and picked it up.

"Hello?"

It was one of Janet's nurses on the other end. She asked to speak to Doctor Frasier.

"Hold on. Janet, it's for you," he said, handing it to her.

"Doctor Frasier. Yes. Ok, I'll be right there," she said, hanging up the phone.

She turned to face Daniel, a smile on her face. "We have the cure."