sorry 'bout the wait.......too much darned studying and I haven't been able to or found the time to post this chapter.....its been hanging around for a bit, sorry......

Jack sighed, something he'd been doing a lot of recently. He was walking around the SGC aimlessly at the moment thinking of a favorite major of his. For Christ's sake, the colonel thought, we already sound like a married couple! Though, that wouldn't be all that bad…Jack chuckled to himself, out of the prying eyes of the rest of the SGC. Carter was coming in, even though she was hurt. Of course, he had strongly objected to such actions. He was convinced that she couldn't even drive her car because of her minor head injury, not to mention her lungs and ribcage!

He was still wondering around when a call came for him to go to the briefing room, apparently Hammond needed to see him. Maybe it was about the Boraples…

A couple minutes later, he arrived in the presence of General Hammond and Dr. Frasier. It was about the Boraples after all.

"So doc, are they safe?" he asked even before Frasier could tell him why she was there.

"As far as we can tell sir, yes, but you still shouldn't have eaten them without applying the edible plant test."

"But we're here, at home where we have smart alecs, like yourself, that know if a plant is edible or not."

"Colonel, it's a foreign plant!"

"By the way doc, we did consult the scientists working on the plant upstairs if they could find anything harmful with it. And after all, it healed my ankle up nicely didn't it?"

"That's what I came here to talk about," Frasier sighed.

"Doctor Frasier here wants to take you for x-rays, MRI's, or whatever else she needs to do to determine how this fruit works, what its healing properties are, if there are any ill effects. If all goes well, then this fruit or maybe some extract of it, would contribute to our medicines. It would be a giant leap forward in the progress of healing the body. Hell Jack, for all we know, it might be the answer to stopping cancer and AIDS," Hammond explained carefully. Jack thought about this, he really didn't to become a lab rat to be tested on. The thought of being a lab experiment brought up to many painful memories of when he was captured in Iraq, but if he could get Danny to do it to then…

"What about Daniel sir? He did eat a lot of these things to, he already an expert on them. He knows the difference between the bad ones and the good ones. Can he do it to?"

Hammond looked at Frasier as she looked at him, both silently asking for permission.

"Sure, Doctor Jackson can come too colonel, if it will keep you from terrorizing my nurses, then the answer is yes."

Hammond fixed Jack with a wary eye at this comment. "Terrorizing the nurses Jack? That's an interesting one… you're dismissed."

Jack found himself stumbling around the base again, half looking for Sam and half looking for Daniel. His answer to where they were lay a couple floors above him, so he graced the staircase with his presence. When O'Neill walked onto the level, a green tendril snaked its way out the door. Jack moved out of the way quickly, and a good thing too. Three scientists, sweating, ran out the door, grabbed the sneaking vine, and ran back inside the mess, not to be seen for a while.

Jack looked amazed at the very strange sight. The Marine guarding the door chuckled. "They've been doing that ever time someone walks in or out, it's a sight for sure, sir."

Now Jack turned his gaze upon the Marine, not changing. He'd finally found a Marine with a sense of humor… wow. The guard now looked apprehensive. "Yeah, a sight for sure," Jack agreed with him wholeheartedly. It was pretty funny.

"You'd better get inside sir before the scientists come back to do their impression of S.W.A.T." the Marine smiled in good spirit. Now Jack was amused. What was this kid's name? SG-3 needed a good sense of humor…

Jack chuckled with him and gave him a mock salute. "Yes sir Major…Pier." Jack liked keeping people off-balanced, but this kid was good at catching up. The major reached behind him and grabbed a machete.

"You'll need on of these, sir, it's a literal jungle in there."

"Of course." With that, Jack chopped away the greenness at the door, made a passageway, and slipped through it. The Marine smiled and closed the door behind the humorous colonel.