Chapter 15

When they woke, SG-1 were still in front of the long range communication device. It was off, and they were not alone. Jaffa still surrounded them. What sort of threat they'd be to them was a different matter.

They were all asleep, drool flowing from their mouths creating some sort of sick water fall. They, too, had obviously succumbed to the power of Playschool.

"How dumb can you get?" asked O'Neill, who, though still a little groggy, was alert and keeping an eye on the Jaffa. "They were stupid enough to watch it too! They should've used ear muffs."

Sam was apparently in a little world of her own. Her eyes were blank and staring.

"Sam, hallo?" called Daniel. "Sam, are you alright?"

She stared back at him and clenched her fists, hands shaking with apparent fury. "NO!" She dived for Daniel, holding him down, grabbing hold of his neck and wringing it.

"Jack!" Daniel tried to yell to O'Neill but all that emerged was a croak. Teal'c jumped to the rescue, pulling Sam off of him.

"Carter!" yelled O'Neill. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I don't have my coffee! I need coffee! Hot coffee!"

"Well, Sam, we don't have coffee, but we have a coffee warmer. Can you wait until we get back to earth?" Daniel wanted to know. The Colonel seemed more intent on curing Sam than waiting for Sam to answer. He went up to her.

"Hey Carter," he said. "What's that?" He pointed at the opposite corner of the room. When she stopped fighting for her coffee for a moment to look at it, he flicked her on the nose. Immediately, she came to.

"What? What's goin' on?"

She looked at Teal'c, who was still restraining her. She awkwardly moved away.

"How the hell did you do that Jack?" Daniel looked at O'Neill. "How'd you know to flick her on the nose?"

Humbled, Jack said, "I saw it in a movie once."

Sam rolled her eyes. "Have you completely abandoned your crossword puzzles to watch movies all day?"

The Colonel shrugged, then changed the subject. "What made you do that thing?"

"It was controlling my mind, I think." She paused for a minute. "Y'know how Hammond was acting all weird before we left?" Teal'c, Daniel and O'Neill nodded. "Well, this might be the same thing."

They nodded in agreement. But Daniel, being a little slow, said, "How does that help us?"

"We now know how to cure General Hammond," said Teal'c.

"Flickin' him on the nose? Yeah, that'll work (!)"