I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry! no fluff in this one, but fluff is coming! i had major writers block for this one... more coming soon, i hope

review and they'll come faster... lol

The two men arrived a few minutes later in Janet's office, more commonly known as the infirmary. With a little more arguing and another Boraple, they arrived in relatively good order – all in one piece that is.

"Colonel, Daniel, I'm gonna need a blood sample and a urine sample. Who wants to go first?" She waved a blood taking needle. Daniel ran off to the bathroom. Jack sighed.

"Me…" Unbeknownst to many, Jack hated needles – not that anyone liked them – but he'd been stuck with so many, he felt like a pincushion. After his beautiful blood was stolen from him, again, Jack headed to the bathroom. This is where he passed Daniel, with his urine cup.

"I asked her to give you the biggest honking needle she could find," he smiled evilly. Daniel scowled at him. When he reappeared, it seemed Janet had chosen the largest needle in the pack.

The alpha needle… Daniel groaned inwardly. The doc, finally done torturing them, patted Daniel's band-aid lovingly and stole Jack's pee from him too. The colonel scowled at this and Daniel grinned.

"Ya know, I'm gonna need that one of these days!" O'Neill yelled after Janet. "You know, she's taken so much of that from me, I'm afraid I'm gonna run dry!" he confided to Daniel.

He nodded sarcastically. "I think you'll be okay."

"I think you've been hanging around me waaay too much."

"Now whose fault is that?" Daniel countered. Jack went silent.

"No comment."

"I thought so."

"What are you talking about! History is one of the most important things!"

"Ah, I say shoot em all and its over."

"Jack, I'm going to appeal to your nature."

"Oh yeah, and how's that?"

"How did you learn tactics and strategy?"

"Huh? Well, the instructors told us and we studied-" Jack clammed up and Daniel was incredible smug.

"Ha."

"Men?"

"Yes?" They could tell Janet was holding a fit of giggles in. She was biting her lip – a telltale sign.

"Okay, okay, just let it out," Jack sighed wearily. She burst out laughing hysterically.

"Jack, tell me why I feel so old all of a sudden." O'Neill gave him a glancing look.

"If I answer you then you have to tell me why I feel so damned old."

"Cuz you are?"

Jack growled menacingly.

They looked at Janet, still laughing. They decided she'd heard way too much of their conversation.

A couple minutes later, the doctor was able to talk without giggling.

"What were you going to say before doc?"

"Sorry, I was going to say that your tests came up negative, but there's an increased electrical current, not by much, and a few more white blood cells. But something is keeping them from clogging you two up." She walked away to put the test results on her desk.

"Sooo, are we okay?" Daniel wondered.

"Yeah, I can't fix the increased current or do much about the higher cell count, but if you guys feel the slightest bit sick, make sure you come running."

They looked at each nervously, stood at attention and saluted her. "Yes mam!" She smiled and saluted back.

"You're dismissed… or discharged."