I know... I know... its been FOREVER since i put out a chapter for this... gets on knees and i'm SORRY! Could you EVER forgive me!
lol... anyway, the next installment... enjoy!
She trot off to Teal'c's room, as it was late at night and time for his kel'nor'eem. She was afraid she would disrupt his kel'nor'eeming, but it was worth it. She needed to talk with him.
A soft patter fell on the door. "Enter," said a soft deep voice from within. Sam entered and shut the door behind her.
"Hi Teal'c, I hope I'm not disturbing you."
"You are not Major Carter, please sit down."
"Thanks," she sniffled. They were content to sit in each other's silence for a while until Carter broke the silence.
"Hey Teal'c?"His head swiveled toward her. "What about the colonel and Daniel? How are they doing?"
"They are doing fine for now." Sam nodded meekly; perhaps she hoped she'd have gotten more out of him. "That is not all that troubles you."
"No, it's not, is it?" She chuckled weakly and sniffled again. "The fact that they actually ate that stuff! I mean it is a foreign species of plant from another world. Who listens to scientists any-" She realized what she was saying and looked at Teal'c. She blushed as he looked at her with a ghost of a grin and a cocked eyebrow.
"Indeed."
"I guess I'm just rambling on here, I'll let you continue on. Night Teal'c."
"Goodnight Major Carter," he bowed his head as she left.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOO
That night, an unhappy major sniffled in her room on the base. She couldn't believe how stupid they had been! Maybe she sniffled because she hadn't been there to tell them so. Sam thought they knew better than that. Well… then again, men and their appetites. Knowing she was going to have a sleepless night, Carter walked down to the infirmary to check up on the boys.
"Hey sir."
"Carter? Couldn't sleep eh?"
"Not with you and Daniel here."
"Understandable, I know exactly what you mean. I forgot to go to the bathroom, so I've been sitting here for the past two hours holding it in." She smiled and shook her head. "I'm gonna burst Carter!"
"Sam?" said a weary voice from next to Jack. She tended to the younger man.
"Hey Daniel. How you feeling?"
"Not so great. But you see, I forgot to go to the bathroom earlier…"
Fifteen minutes later found her limping down the hallway with two men. One in a wheelchair, having waaay too much fun for his own good and the other stubborn one leaning on her shoulder.
"Sir, you're heavy," Sam jibed.
"You're no lightweight yourself Carter." She pretended to be shocked.
"And how would you know that?"
"You have any idea how many times that man has carried you Sam?" Daniel piped up happily. Jack grinned.
"One too many."
Once reaching the bathroom, the men went and came back. Going back to the infirmary was a little more difficult than coming had been. Jack had fainted again and so she had to place her unconscious CO on Daniel's lab and wheel them both back. There wasn't enough room for Jack, so he kept falling off.
After once more try of placing O'Neill on the chair, he finally woke again.
"Whoa, what happened?"
"You passed out colonel."
"How long ago?"
"Right after your bathroom trip," she refreshed his memory.
"He passed out from the overwhelming relief!" Daniel sputtered. Jack and Sam looked at each other funny then at Daniel and started to laugh. One of the orderlies heard them and ushered them into the Lair again.
"That was fun," Jack muttered.
"Yep!" Sam muttered back. "Real lot of fun watching you two as you go pee."
"Now Carter, there must be some scientific word that better explains yourself than 'pee.'" Sam looked smartly at him,
"Do you really want to know sir?"
"Not particularly."
"Good."
Daniel had already conked out on his bed from the drugs that the "good ole doc" used on the poor man. Daniel couldn't even handle a beer and she doped him up on so many meds he couldn't see strai-- thud.
"Goodnight sir," Sam smiled.