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And now to the story…Headaches Part 3.
The next few days for Jack were annoying normal: Get up, go to work, avoid paperwork, go home, sleep and repeat. He had successfully avoided many mountains of paperwork that were no doubt very important.
Work on Monday started out unusually. There had no off world activations, the Goa'uld hadn't attacked, nothing had exploded, died or even been hurt. It seemed that everyone was bored except for General Hammond who seemed to be loving the peace.
It was now while everyone was bored that Jack decided to go see Janet for the checkup he was supposed to have.
He walked the familiar hallways with confidence to the Infirmary.
"Colonel." Janet said when he entered. Jack looked around the room. It was completely empty except for Janet. All the beds were made and the place looked perfectly clean.
"Hey Doc." He said.
"How are you feeling? Any headaches?" She asked.
"My head's fine, though when I'm with a lot of people I get a headache again. Other than that I'm fine."
"Okay. I'll see you Wednesday. I'm clearing you for light duty and maybe recon missions." Janet explained.
"Sure." Jack said, recon was better than this complete boredom. "I'll be here Wednesday."
He left the Infirmary again and headed to his office, yes, his office, to do some late paperwork.
He slid his ID through the card lock and reached for the door knob. The door opened leaving his hand still reaching for the knob.
"Okay." He said putting his hand down and stepping slowly inside the room. He looked all around the room for anyone that could have opened the door before shutting it with his foot.
He sat down at his desk and looked at the massive stacks of paper that he had been avoiding for months, if not years. He started by moving all but a folder onto the floor by the desk. He flipped open the folder and began reading it. Major Carter's report from a planet they had visited at lest three weeks ago. He signed all necessary papers and left his office many hours later with a very full out box.
The commissary was pretty empty when he got there. Sam and Teal'c were at Sg-1's regular table. Jack crossed the room to the table.
"Be right back." He said and went to get food. Who knew paperwork could make a person so hungry.
He sat back at the table a few minutes later with a tray of Jello and a couple slices of pie. Daniel still wasn't at the table.
"Where's Daniel?" Jack asked, starting on his red Jello.
"I called him and told him we'd be here." Sam said.
"Then, where is he?" Jack questioned.
"I don't know, sir." Sam snapped. Then realizing what she had down. "Sorry."
"What's up, Carter?" He asked. "I'm sure Lieutenant Simmons will be fine running the tests on the naquadah generators."
"I know it's just…" She trailed off. "How did you know I left Lieutenant Simmons running tests on the naquadah generators?"
"I don't know." He stated. "Weren't you talking about it?"
"She was not." Teal'c stated stoically.
"So…how did I know?" He asked.
"I was thinking about it, but I hadn't said anything yet." Sam explained.
"You think I'm telepathic?" Jack questioned.
"Yes, sir. I do now." Sam said..
"Why?"
"Because I didn't say anything about telepathy out loud. I was thinking it."
Jack laid his head on the table and listened as Sam ran through a bunch of ideas and information on telepathy in her head.
"You call me Jack in your head?" Jack questioned, raising his head and eating more of his lunch.
"Sir?" She asked, blushing slightly.
"I think you're right about the telepathic thing." He said looking her in the eyes.
The silence at their table was broken when Daniel ran up and sat down. Jack and Sam looked away from each other and turned to Daniel.
Sorry I'm late, guys." Daniel said catching his breath. "Did miss anything?"
"Apparently I'm telepathic." Jack stated succinctly.
"What?" Daniel asked, he must have heard Jack wrong.
"Telepathic, Daniel." Jack repeated. "I can read your mind."
"We need to tell Janet." Daniel said. "She'll freak if you don't tell her."
"Woah, Danny. How 'bout we finish lunch first?" Jack suggested. "If I'm going to be a test subject until she gets bored, I need to be fed.
They finished lunch silently and headed to the Infirmary as a group.
'Safety in numbers.' Jack thought as they walked through the halls.
"Colonel." Janet said as Jack walked in the Infirmary. "All of Sg-1." She amended as the rest of the team followed behind. "To what do I own the pleasure?"
Jack stepped back, leaving room for Sam to step forward and explain. She stepped up and started trying to explain their thesis.
"We think that Colonel O'Neill is telepathic. He seems to be able to read our minds." Sam said.
Janet stood shocked thinking over the new idea. "That would make sense, though I don't think the idea of a person being able to read minds has ever been has ever been confirmed. It would account for the increased senses and the headaches when you're around a group of people. Anything else weird you've noticed?"
Jack stepped forward nervously. "Um, okay. This is going to sound weird. Doors keep opening for me."
"What?" Daniel asked.
"Yeah, twice now. First when I came to here and second when I went to my office earlier today." Jack explained.
"Psychokinesis?" Janet questioned.
"You think I'm crazy?" Jack asked. 'They could be right.'
"No, sir. Not psychotic, psychokinesis. Psychokinesis is ability to move objects with one's mind." Sam explained.
"Also not proven." Janet stated.
"So…I can read minds and move objects with my mind, now what?" Jack questioned.
"You get headaches when your with a lot of people, right?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, so." Jack answered, not seeing the point.
"Well, I'm thinking your reading everyone's minds at once without trying." Sam said.
"Again. So?" Jack said, still now getting it.
"I figure that if you practice or something you could be able to tune everybody's thoughts out. That way you won't get headaches around large groups." Sam explained.
"Sounds good." He said, then turned to Janet. "Would that work?"
"I think so. There isn't really any medical research to back up the theory, but it's worth a try."
"Thanks Doc." Jack said, then turned back to his head. "Would you guys help me with this? I really have no idea how to do it."
"Indeed, O'Neill. We will help in anyway possible." Teal'c answered.
"Sure, Jack. We'll help." Daniel said.
"Yes, sir." Sam responded.
"I would like to sit in also." Janet said.
"Okay, but Major and Dr. Fraiser, you have to stop thinking." Jack said. "Your thoughts are practically jumping out at me. It kinda hurts."
"Yes, sir." Sam and Janet answered simultaneously.
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