Sam sat at Jack's side while Janet ran some tests. Teal'c approached her. "Major Carter, why are you sitting there?"
She shrugged. "This is where he would be for me…besides, I can't think clearly right now."
Janet Fraiser walked in and Sam stood up. "What is it?"
"As far as I can tell, it was a stroke."
Sam paled. "A stroke?"
"Sam, calm down. I still have to get the results from a couple more tests, but I don't think it was a natural stroke…I think he was left by the goa'uld for us to find." Janet said, trying to relieve her friend's worry.
"What do you mean?" Sam asked.
"Look, why don't you help me look at the scans, and you tell me what you think." Janet said, pulling Sam from Jack's side.
"All right…"
They walked into Janet's office where she had four different x-rays side-by-side. "There's nothing in the x-rays, but you should see the CAT scan. There's a small build-up of tissue here." She said, pointing to the dark spot on the scan.
"Are you saying the goa'uld gave him a brain tumor that put pressure on his nervous system and gave him a stroke?" Sam asked, surprised.
"Well, that's certainly what it seems to be." Janet agreed.
Just then, one of the nurses hurried in. "Doctor Fraiser!"
"Yes?"
"Colonel O'Neill just woke up."
"After a stroke that occurred less than three hours ago?" Janet asked, looking at Sam.
"He's asking for both of you." The young nurse continued.
"And he's fully functional?" Sam asked as she and Janet ran to Jack's side.
"'Bout time," He grumbled. "Doc, they're telling me to stay in bed…I feel perfectly fine."
"Sir, you just had a stroke…"Sam said as if scolding a small child for not understanding basic laws and principles.
"A what?" Jack demanded.
"Colonel O'Neill, we believe you were captured by the goa'uld while SG-1 prepared for their rescue mission. It's possible that the goa'uld messed with your genetic make-up." Janet replied.
"Kind of like Nirrti and her machine." Sam added.
"I know what you mean, Carter. I'm not stupid." He said, grumpily. "Besides, we killed Nirrti."
"Well, that doesn't mean that the other system lords don't have similar technologies." She replied, calmly.
"Okay…so, Doc, do I get to leave the bed or not?"
"I'm sorry, Colonel. I'm afraid that's out of the question until we know what the goa'uld did to you." Janet answered almost sadly.
While they continued to argue about whether or not Jack should leave the infirmary, the wheels in Sam's head were turning. "Janet…"
The doctor and her patient both turned to look at Sam. The tone of her voice was almost chilling to both of them. "What is it, Carter?" Jack asked.
"Janet, wasn't the naquadah bomb inside Cassie able to stop her heart at any time?"
Janet paled. "I need a CAT scan on Colonel O'Neill!" She ordered.