A/N: Myriadragon, that's exactly what I was thinking. In season four, in the episode The Curse, we discover Carter has this beautiful classic cherry red Indian. And yet, there's never any hint until the season seven episode Space Race that you mentioned where they even hinted that Carter actually rides the thing. And yep, there's a few times where its hinted Carter is a bit of a hmmmm lead foot? Such as the reference at the beginning of Chimera in season seven where Jack says "speeding again are we?" and the few times we get to see Sam chasing down replicator bugs or blowing up stuff and saying that she's having fun. But overall, have we ever really seen what Carter does for fun on the show? Have we ever seen her on that bike? Doing stuff besides building naquadah reactors? Not much, but than again, there isn't much shown about the others either, which is kinda sad that there isn't much known about what the four main characters of a show now entering its 9th season do when not saving the planet.

Before he could ask Carter what the hell she was doing, a large black boot appeared on the hood of the Hummer, pushing the front end down.

Chapter 12: Zoom Zoom

"Gotcha," crowed a triumphant voice overhead. Two more sets of boots appeared on either side of the vehicle.

"What the hell," was all Jack managed before Daniel interrupted.

"Jack, we need to try and get their attention" Daniel leaned forward in his seat, peering out the front window.

"And just how do we do that?" Jack scowled at the boot pressing the Hummer down.

"Sir! The Horn!"

"Do it!" The words had barely left his mouth when Carter depressed a smaller lever, causing the horn to sound and the lights flash. Unfortunately, they got an unexpected reaction.

Rough laughter sounded overhead, and the boot started to jiggle, causing the Hummer to bounce up and down with bone jarring precision. "Come out come out wherever you are Colonel," jeered a loud male voice, presumably the owner of the boot.

"Jack, they think you must be somewhere hiding, controlling the car!" Daniel was clinging to the door handle for dear life.

"O'Neill, I did warn you not to cross paths with SG-13." Teal'c recalled how he had overheard the team of Marines threatening to steal the Colonel's toy if he annoyed them with it one more time, but O'Neill had not heeded his advice.

"For crying out loud! Carter, get us out of here!" He watched as she tried to punch the throttle, then unsuccessfully tried to slam it into reverse, but the back wheels had been lifted off the floor and there was too much weight on the front ones for the four-wheel drive to kick in. Not wanting to strip the gears, Carter cut the power. "Sorry sir," she cried.

"Crap! Damn Jarheads!" More laughter from above them threatened to drown out his words.

"What's a matter Colonel, toy got stuck? We should see how well you can get unstuck when you're upside down!" The boot moved as if to put actions to words, and it was all the opening that Carter needed. Without waiting for the Colonel's order, Sam floored it, sending the vehicle spinning around, dodging boots and narrowly missing the wall in the process.

"Hey, watch the paint!"

"Sorry sir!"

Startled shouts could be heard behind them, as the Marines regrouped and realized that their fun was rapidly disappearing down the hallway. Three sets of boots took up pursuit.

"Carter…" warned Jack, "I see them sir!" It had been impossible to miss the large booted feet of the Marines, even in the tiny functional rearview mirror. Carter yanked the wheel again, narrowly missing a pair of feet that had just appeared from a doorway, and the dropped cup of coffee that followed. "Sorry," she said to no one in particular. The Marines on their tail continued undeterred as she pushed the little vehicle to its limits, making the small motor whine.

"Hold on!" she yelled, the only warning they got before she abruptly yanked the wheel again, this time hard to the left, the miniature Hummer careening around the sharp corner on two wheels, but she didn't slow down. Ahead of them a ramp appeared, and Jack immediately recognized the corridor as the one leading to the infirmary. Carter however, was not slowing the slightest.

"Uh, Carter…" he said. Her attention was solely on the path in front of them, and Jack tried again. "Carter, don't you want to slow down?" Whether she heard him at all, he had no clue, but before he knew it they were rocketing up the ramp and Jack gripped the bar in front of him so hard his knuckles went white. All too soon, they were at the top of the ramp and airborne, the rugged little Hummer flying through the air. But the Hummer wasn't designed for flight, and more rapidly than comfort allowed they were back on the ground. While the four oversized air-filled rubber tires absorbed much of the impact, the small vehicle still bounced and jolted when the wheels returned to the earth, Jack swearing the landing had loosened his teeth.

But Carter didn't slow their speed even as she struggled to maintain control of the steering, and Jack realized the Marines were still pursuing them; the number of boots behind them had seemingly doubled. Wondering if he had placed their lives, and more importantly, his favorite new toy, into the hands of a confirmed lead foot, Jack found himself praying again.

And then they were in the infirmary, dodging an astonishing array of furniture, feet, and equipment. Sam unerringly headed for a bed, the headlights coming on with a flick of a switch, illuminating the way. Not until they had slipped in under the bed did Sam slow their headlong flight. Unfortunately, she was just a hair too slow, because the wall ahead of them was approaching with alarming speed.