Head Trip – Chapter 24 "Wake Up Call"
"For cryin' out loud … Daniel, wake up!" O'Neill kept his exasperation to a low whisper and firm shake of the sleeping scientist's shoulders as Teal'c bent forward and placed his fingers against the young man's neck.
"His pulse is slow but steady … I believe that Daniel Jackson has ingested a larger amount of medication than is beneficial. He may be asleep for some time."
"What ...!"
"While you were busy preparing for the assault on the citadel, Daniel was seeking additional relief from his troubling allergic reactions. He had two very strong prescriptions which had accidentally intermingled when the pills fell onto the grassland. I am certain that Daniel consumed a copious amount of the antihistamine quite unintentionally in his desperate attempt to ameliorate his grave skin condition. The side effect of such an error would be drowsiness and slumber."
Jack O'Neill straightened and looked from Teal'c to the slouched figure in front of him, "Well, if this isn't a nice ball of wax …."
Teal'c raised an eyebrow and looked quizzically at his leader.
"Just a cliché … nothing but a cliché," Jack stammered. His mind was already racing over the immediate problem and change of plans that Daniel's overdose presented. They could not leave their incapacitated comrade unprotected in broad daylight and, yet, even more pressing, he had to get into the building and find Carter! Instead of two men as backup, he would have to go it alone and have Teal'c fall back with Daniel into the safety of the tall grass.
"Teal'c, this is what we're gonna do. Carry Daniel back to our hidden equipment and last position. Make sure that he's comfortable and secure. Leave him with his weapon and radio and, for god's sake, write a note telling him to stay put. Attach it to his glasses! We'll pick him up on our way out with Carter. He can monitor the highway until we return. Then come back here pronto and cover the rear of the building. Keep open-radio contact. If you don't hear from me by 12:00 noon, break down the back door and join the party! Be ready to rock and roll."
"O'Neill you seem to be talking in a language that seems somewhat unfamiliar to me," the trusted Jaffa responded as he handed the wave disrupter over to Jack.
"Come in through the back at the appointed time and be prepared to kick the crap out of some mechanical bugs. I'll take care of the human variety. Be fully armed and ready for action! Is that better?"
At that, Teal'c nodded and hoisted the unconscious body of Daniel Jackson over his broad shoulders while Jack disappeared behind the back of the citadel.
The weight of the wave disrupter added to the weight on Jack's mind. He wanted to get in and get out as quickly and quietly as possible. This was like walking into a lions' den blindfolded. One false move and the whole pride could awaken with a fevered pitch and block his attempts to find Sam. He did not want to open fire with either his P90 or the disrupter device until he had Carter safely in his sight and saw that she was able to join him in his exit strategy.
And a glorious grand finale it would be. Jack O'Neill was a walking arsenal: his own weapon, Carter's P90, some Claymores and C4s for interior decorating, and the ultimate weapon at hand, the wave disrupter. Once he deconstructed Fifth and his cronies, he knew that the mechanical bugs would not be far behind. He'd then be able to take out some of them with the disrupter, but those basic bugs were just as vulnerable to the less sophisticated and more crude weapons of the Tau'ri.
Nothing like some good, old-fashioned fireworks. If he was lucky, Jack planned to position all the Claymores and C4s on his way in, and bring this whole freakin' erector set tumbling down on his way out!