Chapter 74
Janet's POV
This planet is a jinx. First Sam's reaction to the N'Tinevale, then Colonel O'Neill's ribs, now Daniel's leg.
It's not like Sam to loose her lunch at the sight of an injury like that though. The Doctor in me makes a mental note to do a through exam when we get home, even as the woman in me is wanting to throw up from the sight of my Daniel laying helplessly on the stretcher.
I can't believe the Colonel ordering me to stay back from Sam like that though. What the hell possessed him? Sure she must be embarrassed, but this is the health of his wife we're talking about here.
The strict command was aimed at everyone, I know, but I am a Doctor, and Sam's best friend. What's a little embarrassment compared to the welfare of his 2IC, let alone his wife.
I catch the silent order in the Colonel's eyes as he walks past Ferretti to lead the way home, and Ferretti's southern drawl keeps Sam laughing on the way back to the gate as his suggestions and anecdotes become lewder.
The part of me that is a Doctor begins mentally planning the next few hours, from Daniel's upcoming surgery to the post mission checks, followed by the debriefing. The part of me that is a woman, plans how to win back the respect of my ex-lover and his team.