A/N: This chapter is shorter than the rest, sorry, but I couldn't think of how to progess it..... ot only that, but I had to do something with that plant..... oh yea this is an AU in a sense, it's a little different from the storyline - Janet hasn't died, Hammond is still there, and Jack and Sam are still colonel and major in SG-1.
Within moments, Janet Frasier was there. Dressed in jungle-like gear, she arrived with her medical equipment on the scene. Was someone hurt? She couldn't have been sure. The lesser doctor had just said that Colonel O'Neill and Dr. Jacksonwanted her and now. Frasier remembered Jack's previously sprained ankle and prepared, but it wasn't necessary, as she noticed when she arrived.
"Colonel? You asked for me?" she inquired. He nodded. Janet set her stuff down on a desk nearby. "What is it?"
Jack and Daniel looked thoughtfully at each other, and then Daniel spoke.
"Ah, Janet? We need you to… look at Jack's ankle. Please," he added for politeness. Frasier looked kind of confused. But she agreed to do so, thinking that Jack might have hurt himself – again.
"That hurt?" Negative. "How about now?" Negative again. Huh. "Well colonel, you're fine." Frasier tried to cover up her confusion as she gathered her stuff.
"How's Sam at home?"
"Good, she's fine, probably blowing up my house or something…" Frasier laughed quietly. "Doc, isn't it a little odd for my ankle to have healed like that?" She sighed and Jack and Daniel knew that the colonel had pinned her.
"Yes colonel, now could you explain how you did that stunt? Was it Sam's idea?" Jack shook his head violently. It wasn't his beloved Sam!
"Nah, it was that fruit that's hanging around…" Jack waved his hand in the direction of the plant, "out there." Janet looked intrigued by the thought.
"Well, we think so, at least. See, Jack's ankle stopped hurting… err… he stopped limping after he started eating the Boraples."
"Excuse me?" Jack swelled in pride of the name, Daniel sighed.
"The fruit hanging all over the place, Jack named them Boraples." Frasier accepted this answer even though it was only half of what her expression had asked. It was a miracle fruit? It healed people faster than conventional medicines! It was overwhelming to say the least, but in some part of her brain, the good doctor remembered that many of the new cures came from the forest. The scientists looked at her questioningly whether or not they could start spreading their plant disease. Frasier shook her head.
"So, tell me about this fruit…