sorry, i've been trying to get this out for the last 4 hrs... and i know that we had a "read only" time period there, but it's 8:34pm... sorry for the wait too, i just get writers block, gah! real fluff coming soon... i hope! this is a strange chapter, one i thought was poorly written, but thats up to you!

"Colonel?"

"Uh oh," Jack whispered to Daniel, "It's Carter."

"Duh." They turned to face her.

"Hi Sam."

"Hi Carter."

"Daniel, sir," she acknowledged them both. She didn't look like she wasn't going to bit their heads off… yet.

"Sam, you're not gonna kill us unpleasantly are you?"

She sighed and paused before answering. This made the men nervous. They held their breaths.

"Nope." Together, Jack and Daniel exhaled. Sam stared at them. "You thought I was going to kill you two, didn't you?"

They looked at each other and nodded at her. She sighed and put her hands on her hips.

"Come on. We need to evacuate a little bit of the plant," she said wearily and walked away down the hall. The two men followed willingly. They caught up to her and started chatting normally.

Outside the Control Room, someone needed Jack's undivided attention. The colonel rolled his eyes.

"I'll be right back, I hope." He disappeared off into oblivion for a bit.

"So Sam. What happened this morning?" Daniel inquired.

"Nothing much. I was drunk from last night and didn't realize it, that's all." Sam shrugged. Daniel tilted his head in disbelief and blinked. Sam wasn't going to tell hi anymore, so he didn't press it, but didn't realize it? Okay, sure.

Jack reappeared a few minutes later with a headache.

"Oy." Sam frowned.

"Are you okay sir?"

"Yep, just a headache, that's all," he groaned as his hand slid to his stomach. Sam didn't seem to notice this. She and Daniel took off down the hall again, Jack following.

"Did you finish translating the writing from P4C-967?"

"Yes actually. It's separated into two parts… but it seems to be graffiti."

"Graffiti? Whoa." Jack was bored, the topic was not in the least bit interesting to him. He felt like dropping to the floor and sleeping.

Thud.

Sam and Daniel spun when they heard a body drop. They turned to find Jack crumpled up on the ground. Carter went to him, knelt down, and checked her CO's vitals.

"Daniel, go get Dr. Frasier!" she yelled to him. She turned to see him go, but instead saw Daniel crumpled on the ground as well.

Stupid fruit, was her last thought as she rushed to a phone and called Janet to the situation.